When the Creation Goddess recalled the original purpose of La Rian's Dream, a terrifying existence descended.
Of course, it wasn't the Lord of Madness—the Lord of Madness's true body was still imprisoned in the depths of the Dream Plane, waiting to break free. However, the existence descending here was hardly any less formidable.
Hao Ren felt the entire Dark Domain trembling. It was the result of the foundations of all things being shaken by some powerful disruptive force, but he also knew that his senses weren't accurate: only the ruins of the Founding Star were actually trembling. That power was entrenched within this area. It was just that the impact of its appearance was so overwhelming that everyone's perceptions went wrong for an instant.
Countless thunderous booms came from all directions. The continents and islands that had floated peacefully in the sky for tens of thousands of years began spinning wildly like tops thrown out of control. Land fragments of all sizes collided amid the chaos, producing deafening crashes. The ancient temple ruins among them were swept into the turmoil as well, squeezed and ground between the floating lands. Their remaining energy erupted, forming countless radiating webs of lightning in the air.
Only the continent beneath Hao Ren and the others remained stable. The instant the chaos erupted, the Creation Goddess reacted. With a stomp, she suppressed the agitation across the entire continent and generated a small Order Zone around it. Yet this tiny Order Zone was utterly insignificant amid the ruins of the Founding Star, like an isolated island in a raging storm, perpetually at risk of being overturned.
Nangong May wrapped her tail tightly around Nangong Sanba, who was closest to her, and shrieked, "Ahhh! What's happening? What's happening?!"
"Something's been released!" Hao Ren had already armed himself