Ashes.
The sky was filled with pallid ash.
Chu Qing was barefoot, treading through soul residue three feet thick. Each time his toes shifted, he could hear the final cracking sounds made by the wills of those powerful beings after they had been "formatted." That faint explosive sound drilled up through the soles of his feet into his spine, making the flow of Purple True Blood inside him steady slightly.
He bent down and casually grabbed a handful of ash.
These ashes had once been martial grandmasters who spanned several eras, and they had once been invincible plane overlords. Now, they were merely the cheapest building materials.
"Still too thin."
Chu Qing spoke, his voice dry, his Adam's apple sliding violently.
[Profession Column: Chu Qing]
[Status: Progenitor Status (Infrastructure Mode Activated)]
[Collected Old-Day Essence: 12,000,000 units.]
Chu Qing raised his head. Purple light surged in the depths of his twin eyes, his pupils shrinking into two pinprick-sized black dots. He looked toward the Star River Path ahead, thick and sticky as sludge. The oppressive force of the great calamity was growing heavier and heavier; that sense of "unease" had already turned into tangible compression, making the spatial barrier at the edge of Stone Ridge Mountain give off a faint sound like tearing silk.
(Motive): The fence around the house had to be staked with the hardest bones.
(Action): Chu Qing's right hand abruptly clenched around the Overlord Spear.
(Result): The spear tip trembled, and Purple True Blood seeped down along the blood groove into the earth.
"Seal—pardon!"
Chu Qing let out a violent roar.
Rumble!
From within the Mountain Body of the entire Stone Ridge Mountain came a grinding sound that made one's teeth ache.
The earth split open.
Three hundred and sixty thousand pitch-black stone pillars erupted from underground.