Space tore apart.
Despite decaying for over nine thousand years, and despite suffering a loss while cleaving a planet apart, the True God's power remained utterly terrifying. It had lain dormant in this world, which had been piled together from fragmented remnants of history, never truly solidifying. Yet the instant divine power of the same origin resonated with it, all the energy it had accumulated scattered and erupted in the blink of an eye.
The pale fissure spanning the Spacetime Structure suddenly expanded, twisting into all kinds of horrifying shapes. The fine cracks around it seemed to come alive as they spread in every direction. Wherever the fissure reached, matter and energy—even space itself—were instantly annihilated and shattered into the most basic information units. Under the rampage of the divine-power storm, this already chaotic space became even more disordered. Storms dozens of kilometers high rose within the endless sea of clouds, and the slightest ripples stirred up by the surging divine power created billions upon billions of lightning bolts within them. Before such terrifying power, the ever-spreading, rising Spacetime Structure finally stopped growing for the first time.
With the naked eye, Hao Ren could see vast areas of "collapse" appearing at the battlefield's edge. Countless incredibly massive gravitational sources seemed to have appeared from nowhere in the space there. Wherever the divine-power storm swept past, light bent unnaturally and piled up, forming all kinds of bizarre curtains. Within those curtains, countless Gorgon starships corrupted by the power of Madness, along with spaceships, soldiers, and buildings from other Eras, were disintegrating one after another.
"The Spacetime Structure has stopped growing and entered the disintegration phase..." The auxiliary AI had no emotions and merely reported the information it had gathered in a stiff voice. "The divine-power storm is rapidly weakening. It is