Collapsed to a Ten-Thousand-Zhang Divine Body

"The collapse can't be stopped. Su Changqing is certain to die." Kong Xuan had stopped contemplating the Dao. He watched the scene with a grim expression.

Chaos Worlds and the Myriad Heavens and Universes all had their own laws of motion.

Galaxies revolved, and seas of stars died and fell into Annihilation. Even Chaos Worlds, seemingly eternal, would unleash the world-ending Great Annihilation Force after a Chaos Epoch.

Su Changqing's Divine Body surpassed even those of most Chaos God-Fiends, but it still had a limit.

Once he crossed that threshold, his own Dao could no longer maintain its balance, and his body would begin to collapse.

That was why Three Revolutions God-Fiends were so rare across the 300 Billion Chaos Worlds. Even the Eight-Armed Phoenix Pattern God-Fiend had been destroyed on this path.

Su Changqing's eyes were half-closed, his hair snow-white and his skin pitch-black. Like an immense black hole, he swallowed everything around him.

Countless stars filled the Changqing Realm. Suns died and stars fell, becoming torrents that poured into his body.

Even the Thousand Jun Dao Ancestor could barely endure it any longer.

"Once this kid finishes collapsing, he'll swallow the entire Changqing Realm—and probably us along with it!" The Saint Spirit Dao Ancestor's eyes nearly split with horror as a terrifying thought struck him.

As Su Changqing's fearsome God-Fiend Body collapsed from two million zhang to a million, every inch of muscle and every drop of blood grew almost infinitely dense.

One could only imagine how terrifying that density would become if he collapsed to a single point.

The Changqing Realm would be torn apart in an instant.

"Damn it! It's bad enough that he's dying, but he has to drag me down with him!" The Nether River Old Ancestor cursed and glared at Demon Master Kunpeng.