The left side of the Abyss Giant Face's forehead and half its cheek were torn away by the Order Power of Day and Night.
Thick, blackened Abyss Origin gushed from the wound like water through a broken dam.
Before it could fall back to the lower reaches of the Abyss, the gravitational vortex of the Origin Realm above sucked it up, swallowing every last scrap of the high-quality material.
"Roar!"
The Abyss Will went mad with pain.
The Spatial Barriers from the eleventh through the thirtieth layers shattered one after another under the roar. Countless unlucky Mid-Rank Demons were shaken into bloody mist before they even knew what had happened.
With half its head sheared flat, the giant face opened its mouth. The Ley Line Cores dozens of layers below began to boil violently, and an Erasure Torrent ten times thicker than the last started to form.
Dies Martin lay sprawled on a chunk of rubble. Watching the devastation unfold, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Shadow! That old monster's going all out!"
Qin Chuan glanced up at the Origin Realm vortex overhead.
A ring of red light now glowed around the edge of that pitch-black hole, a sign that it was running at full capacity.
After swallowing Scorching Hell, the Myriad Poison Spider Web, and that million-kilometer supercontinent containing eight Half-Step Main Gods, the Origin Realm had reached the limit of its appetite for the day.
If it swallowed any more, the question would not be whether the Abyss Will could kill Qin Chuan. It would be whether the Origin Realm would burst.
Qin Chuan put Day and Night and the Moment of Utmost Darkness back into his inventory.
"Let's go." Qin Chuan brushed the bone ash from his coat.
Dies Martin froze.
After seeing Qin Chuan