Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The currents poured down like a fallen galaxy, and the gale they stirred lingered for a long time. The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, had completely vanished from the Western Wasteland.
All that remained was a ruinous wasteland.
Had this not been the forbidden land of the Western Wasteland, the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, who knew how many living beings would have perished in that collision?
Even so, the many divine clans throughout the Western Wasteland were terrified out of their wits. Many old gods trembled in both legs, their faces filled with utter despair.
"Cough, cough!"
After a long while, the ruins split apart. Bixie, covered in dust and grime, crawled out from the wreckage and stared blankly at the devastation before him, as well as the tornadoes of dust that still lingered.
What had happened?
For a moment, Bixie even forgot where he was. Every inch of his body and soul ached.
"Ancestor!"
After a brief daze, he suddenly snapped back to his senses. With a cry, he rushed madly toward the center of the ruins.
The place where the Divine Court had once stood had become a colossal crater!
At the bottom of the crater, over a hundred miles deep, the Bixie Divine Emperor lay there with a vacant expression, seemingly reduced to an idiot. Blood continuously sprayed from the pores all over his body.
"Ancestor!"
Bixie cried out in alarm, leaping into the crater and helping the dazed Bixie Divine Emperor up, his face full of worry and terror.
For fifty thousand years, the entire Bi Xie Divine Clan had never stopped thinking of reviving the Divine Emperor.
The reason he had come to this abandoned star was to revive the Bixie Divine Emperor. Yet no one could