Fierce Battle

The third second after the battle began.

At this moment, the battlefield for twelve hundred li around had become a dead zone, burning with gray flames transformed from the corpses of Earthly Spirits.

Li Qi did not even dare let his mana touch those flames.

For a Shaman of the Earthly Deity lineage, even a mere taint of mana would cling on like a festering ulcer in the bone, following the mana to burn away Li Qi's cultivation, spreading into his flesh and Inner Heaven and Earth, until it incinerated his entire being.

Moreover, all of this was still expanding at terrifying speed. The wails of the Earthly Spirits rang out without cease, and the death of the earth continued to spread.

Heavenly Gods referred to those Primal Gods who created all things.

Earthly Deities, meanwhile, referred to the spirits of those created things, such as the Heavenly Path of a world, or the spirits within matter.

The deaths of Earthly Deities represented the extinction of those things.

By the fifth second after the battle began, the area of devastation had reached three thousand li.

Looking down from the skies now, one would see mountain ranges and waterways resembling an enormous network of crisscrossing streets.

Settlements, all kinds of buildings, and every variety of terrain lay scattered like stars across the sky, yet all had turned gray, like a gigantic map spread open and then blackened with ink.

It was as though ink had been spilled across the map. Like ink spreading through blotting paper, each murky black splash continued to expand and creep onward, branching everywhere—at times piling up against high ground, at times swiftly flooding over a mountainside and pouring into a valley.

The ink shrouded masses of marbled mist, part white fog and part black vapor, swirling