Breaking of Boundless Realm

Restless ghosts, timid monsters, reviving demons...

The Era Disaster had not yet begun, but a horde of demons was already dancing in chaos.

Everything foretold that today would be anything but ordinary.

As for the intelligent anomalous demons, everyone simply ignored them.

At this point, no one cared who was a demon and who was a normal person.

Or rather, many civilizations founded by demons were actually quite powerful and counted as united-front allies... everyone was in the same boat.

"Warning! The moon is approaching the Boundless Realm. Gravitational wave readings are rising rapidly! Its speed has exceeded expectations!" a scientist cried out.

The moon, the Boundless Realm, Pangu Continent, and the Yin World approaching in secret formed a four-body alignment, producing unimaginable gravitational effects!

Gravity itself came in two forms: idealistic gravity and material gravity.

Material gravity was manageable enough, but the idealistic gravity emanating from the Yin World was a chaotic mess, pulling east one moment and west the next.

In that instant, the gravitational signals twisted into a tangled mess. Even the artificial gravity inside the Era Fortress was disrupted, sending everyone stumbling and swaying, barely able to stay on their feet.

Among them, the Boundless Realm itself was merely a small world, the most fragile part of the four-body alignment.

Under the distortion of gravity, cracks like spiderwebs appeared across its transparent, plastic-film-like space!

The instant the cracks appeared, it was as though something snapped with a crack, erupting in dazzling brilliance!

This sudden explosion was a spatial annihilation reaction of terrifying power, instantly illuminating the entire night sky over the Western Continent!

The next second, a small piece of the Boundless Realm actually broke away from the main body and fell toward the moon!

"Re... report! One-fifth of the Boundless Realm has split apart and is about to crash into the moon!"

And the so-called moon was also enormous, at least a hundred times the size of Jupiter—more than a hundred thousand times Earth's volume.

A dense atmosphere surrounded it.

After that small fragment of space entered the moon's atmosphere, it gradually became material.

The clouds ahead were lit up first. The spatial fragment violently rubbed against the dense air, generating heat far beyond any lava.

The fragment further disintegrated, becoming a burning star, a gigantic fireball whose radiance temporarily outshone even the distant sun.

Boom! The spatial fragment smashed into the moon's surface.

A ring of fire comparable to Earth's surface area erupted and spread in an instant, forming a vast sea of magma.

Ionized gases formed an enormous violet halo, letting out a low-frequency, world-ending roar.

Though the sound could not travel through the vacuum, it seemed to shake the souls of every observer.

The entire world was stunned!

Even the construction crews on the ground could not help looking up at the little sun that had suddenly appeared in the night sky, staring in dumbfounded shock. "Th-this... what happened?"

Countless birds and beasts in hibernation trembled in terror, hiding inside their nests and dens.

Many low-level civilizations on the Western Continent even prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed without stopping, as if begging the gods for forgiveness.

Was the Boundless Realm going to collapse?

How long could it hold out?

Could it survive this four-body alignment?

For the moon to orbit Pangu Continent once would take at least two years, perhaps more than ten! The entire world desperately needed those ten years!

But were the turtle people holding the line inside the Boundless Realm still alive?

The silent universe offered no answer.

Lu Yuan's heart clenched tightly, as though it were about to burst from his chest. He had never imagined that one moment he would be talking to the turtle people, and the next, the Boundless Realm would explode outright.

Those young turtle people collapsed to the ground. They could not even cry. Had their fathers been blown to death?

Was the Era Disaster truly about to erupt?

Even the leaders of Level Six Civilizations could not help feeling lost. Old Cat's fur stood on end as his mind raced, yet he could not calculate an answer.

It felt like a time bomb that could explode at any moment, but no one could say when it would go off.

The leaders of the Artisan Civilization and Three Moons Civilization beside him were even paler, as though merely standing there had drained every ounce of their strength.

Fortunately, after roughly half an hour, the screen suddenly flickered twice, and they actually reestablished contact with the Boundless Realm.

The turtle person's expression was not good, and his voice was hurried. "Don't worry, we're alive..."

"We urgently detached one-fifth of the Boundless Realm, avoiding the fate of being torn apart by gravity."

"This was one of the safety procedures planned long ago."

"It's just that the Boundless Realm itself has become smaller, so the Yin World's approach will accelerate... We don't know whether we'll escape disaster in the next cycle."

The principle was simple. If the Boundless Realm were compared to a large sheet of plastic film, then the larger it was, the more fragile it became and the easier it was for external forces to tear it apart. Now that its area had shrunk, it was naturally less fragile.

But the price was that its ability to shelter them from the storm had weakened.

"Whatever happens, this is better than being torn apart outright. It was the right choice." Upon hearing this, the atmosphere eased considerably, and everyone hurried to comfort these frontline warriors fighting the disaster.

"How many years until the moon's next cycle?"

"It's difficult to predict. The moon's orbital path is a multi-body motion with no exact solution."

"We can only roughly estimate it. At the shortest, two years; at the longest, ten. Current estimates favor the middle range, around five to six years."

There were also some Otherworlders here who had experienced the Era Disaster. They were equally terrified, especially those with Thought Imprints in their minds. Their heads had gone completely blank.

But they knew they absolutely could not shake morale at a time like this, so they could only force themselves to put on an assured appearance.

"Don't panic. These are merely signs before the disaster. We still have time, and we can't lose our nerve ourselves! Let's think of more solutions. Every extra year we can delay it is a year gained, and delaying it ten years would be an incredible bargain."

"That's right. If the situation truly cannot be stabilized, the turtle people will have to come back first."

"Then those ghosts about to revive will need to be temporarily controlled as well," the Great Crystal Person said. "We can only release them after the Era Disaster fully erupts."

"Indeed." Gui Zheng of the Turtle Civilization nodded. "After this incident, some demons left behind by the Eighth Era will also revive. Most of them lack intelligence, so we can use this final stretch of time to capture them. All Starry Sky Ports, stay alert."

The Ninth Era had been too short, so the civilizations had not cultivated any particularly powerful demons.

But the demons left behind by the Eighth Era still possessed considerable combat strength.

"The Aether Spirit-Core Network's war mode can be activated. Enable the World Will's autonomous defense functions. Pangu's Hand consumes a great deal, but use it when it must be used. We've been living frugally for this day. Once we lose, no amount of wealth will be anything but burial goods."

Lu Yuan smiled. "The term 'living frugally' doesn't apply to us. Aside from the First Era, our Ninth Era is probably the most prosperous."

"It's a pity we don't have enough time. Surpassing the First Era's level of prosperity would really only take another thousand years."

"At the end of the day, everyone's general level of understanding was simply too high, dragging the Era Disaster toward us. So everyone has to shoulder some of this blame."

Oddly enough, those words calmed many civilization leaders. After all, one of the best ways to relieve stress was self-deprecation. Making fun of oneself meant optimism.

Ye Jin of the Artisan Civilization said, "Our understanding is still vague at best. We don't even know what our enemy is really like, so how can we carry this Black Pot?!"

"Haha, don't worry. Once the disaster erupts, understanding won't matter anymore. We'll immediately declassify most of the information," the leader of the Iron Key Civilization said with a laugh.

"At least I won't die a confused fool!" Ye Jin had a foul mouth, but it had to be said that his disregard for life and death really did ease the atmosphere.

The leaders gathered together to discuss intelligence.

Indeed, they did not truly understand what the Era Disaster was, and could only regard the gods as their greatest enemy.

But they knew nothing about what powers the gods possessed or how many there were.

"Just treat them as remnants of the previous dynasty, along with the Yin World monsters." A leader who had experienced the summoning ritual snorted. "The previous eras were full of traitors. Only in our Ninth Era, with the World Will's aid, are traitors scarce."

"Without traitors, these remnants cannot amount to much!"

Lu Yuan took the opportunity to reveal a piece of major news. "Everyone, when I inherited the Era Fortress, I saw a message—at the beginning of the Seventh Era, members of the Hou Tu Civilization were still alive on the moon."

Many people widened their eyes in disbelief.

The reason their confidence was lacking was because no Level Seven Civilization had emerged in this era.

All the previous Level Seven Civilizations had failed. Their group of Level Six Civilizations... was like a hundred Golden Core cultivators facing a Nascent Soul cultivator. No one knew whether they could win!

Perhaps this was another kind of Thought Imprint, or perhaps it was objective fact, but it had indeed dealt a blow to their confidence.

But now, learning that members of the Hou Tu Civilization had survived was like receiving a powerful injection straight into the heart.

The leader of the Iron Key Civilization also nodded. "The Iron Key Alliance can testify to this... We simply did not dare reveal it early unless absolutely necessary."

"But now, I can tell everyone that we have a chance of victory! At the end of the Eighth Era, people from the Hou Tu Civilization were still alive!"

"Not only that, the Summit Civilization and the Gear Civilization are also watching us from the Chaos Sea!"

This revelation truly caused a sensation among the civilizations.

Inside ships of every size, confidence suddenly blossomed.

Lu Yuan vaguely realized that this might be what it meant to be undefeated. What did past failures matter? As long as the spark remained, there would come a day to rise again.

Meanwhile, some Otherworlder Civilizations were exchanging greetings with the Immortal Palace Aberrants. "Old friend, you're still alive. That's wonderful. How has this era been for you? Everyone's alive. That's wonderful."

The other old-timers who knew the Crystal People also offered greetings and concern.

They did not know the intelligence related to the Aberrant Foundation. They only knew that the Otherworlder teams had held fast at the warp points and were just as great as the turtle people.

"Not only are we alive, we've lived quite well. It's a long story." The Great Crystal Person put on a solemn expression, glanced at Lu Yuan, then looked at the others. "But only victory gives us a future. Only victory makes it worthwhile. If we lose, then none of it means anything. Do you all have the confidence to fight?"

"Haha, not a single civilization in this era has run away. Isn't that precisely because we're here to fight?"

Immediately afterward, more hidden preparations came online, just as expected.

For example, the guardians of several Level Five Civilization ruins finally logged on at a leisurely pace.

These were no fake ruins, but the genuine sort that had escaped the gods' watchful eyes and secretly developed.

Even many civilizations of the Buzhou Alliance, including Lu Yuan, had no idea that such ruins existed in some remote corner of Pangu Continent.

"Why has the Boundless Realm fractured? Why has the Era Disaster arrived so quickly?" this robot-shaped being asked solemnly. "Who spread the understanding?"

No one knew where this ancient relic had come from. Half the Boundless Realm had already shattered before he finally woke up.

The robot said, "If necessary, we'll land on the moon right now and fight it head-on!"

"No, don't rush. As long as the Boundless Realm does not shatter, we still have time," Gui Zheng said solemnly. "It is trapped on the moon and will not grow stronger as time passes."

"And us—every year, we can advance a small step; every ten years, we can advance a great step."

"In this era, although no Level Seven Civilization has yet appeared, the number of civilizations possessing Level Six Civilization technological standards has reached ninety-eight." "The development of this era has exceeded its expectations. It is afraid."

Hearing this, the guardian of the Level Five Civilization was horrified.

In the past, perhaps only a dozen or so Level Six Civilizations would emerge. Why were there so many now?

"But Level Six Civilizations are still no match for it."

"No, Level Six Civilizations are not the main force. The true main force in battle is Pangu's Hand."

At the mention of Pangu's Hand, even those Otherworlder Civilizations regained a sliver of confidence.

This was undoubtedly the strongest Idealistic Weapon in history, without equal!

Just as everyone was deep in discussion, a turtle person from the Boundless Realm, his expression somewhat grim, suddenly spoke up. "Everyone, wait. Don't celebrate yet. Listen to me first. We originally intended to drop the shattered part of the Boundless Realm into the Yin World." "But the gravity suddenly changed at the time, and that fragment of space instead fell toward the moon..."

"This massive explosion may have been deliberately controlled..."

"Be careful. Some devices on the moon were destroyed by the explosion."

Lu Yuan's heart stirred as he looked toward the large screen.

At the center of the impact zone, an Earth-sized "wound" had appeared. Hellish light churned within it—the deeper material from inside the moon had been stirred up, radiating an eerie dark-red glow, like the stark white bones exposed after a cosmic beast's flesh had been torn apart.