The Heaven Splitting Demon Axe was blocked by the Creation Cosmos Chart. That razor-sharp strike, gathering the power of who knew how many people, cleaved into the Creation Cosmos Chart. Every moment, it destroyed vast swathes of heaven and earth, yet the Creation Cosmos Chart stubbornly birthed more worlds to fill the gaps, wrapping up and digesting that terrifying blow.
If the Heaven Splitting Demon Axe's attack was like a dreadful mountain flood bursting loose, sweeping away every obstacle that dared stand before it, then the Creation Cosmos Chart's defense was like the thick earth bearing all virtue—soldiers came, generals blocked them; water came, earth dammed it!
No matter how terrifying the attack, it could be wrapped up and dissolved bit by bit.
Yet this strike, which carried the hopes of the Ancient Era Allied Army, had actually been blocked. This meant that their resolve collapsed with it. It had been their greatest hope, their sole hope of defeating the many with the few. Just like last time, when they had nearly been unable to withstand the Ten Great God Cities' allied army, the Heaven Splitting Demon Axe had come down with one chop and shattered that army, sending them fleeing in rout. Only then had they managed to defend Moon City.
But now, even this sole hope had been torn apart. It was like the despair the Creation God Dynasty's army had felt when facing the Heaven Splitting Demon Axe's attack—a despair that ripped souls apart. There was not even any hope of escape. In every direction, the Creation God Dynasty's army was attacking.
Within the central army formation of the Creation God Dynasty, Central Celestial Venerable stood amid chaos. His robes fluttered without wind, while suns, moons, stars, and rivers of stars manifested around him. Where he stood