As the remnants of the Five Clans vanished like dust, the tension stretched to its limit across the starry sky seemed to ease for a moment.
In the distance, the New Alliance members' elation gradually gave way to a more complicated mix of awe and unease. They had watched Fang Chen deal with the survivors with thunderous force, then deliver his cold, uncompromising judgment to the Unfeeling Immortal Emperor.
Fang Chen's strength had surpassed anything they could imagine, reaching heights they could not comprehend.
He was not only the hero who had saved the New Alliance, but an unparalleled god of slaughter who could kill seven Ancient Emperors single-handedly.
Inside the Swallowing Heaven Tower, the weight hanging over Ye Qingci and the others finally lifted. Yet as they looked at Fang Chen's profile on the Light Screen, stern as an ancient glacier, their hearts filled with boundless tenderness and pride.
Great Emperor Huo Li murmured, "All seven emperors are dead. He did it."
Yue Canglan drew a deep breath. "After this battle, no one in the Ancient Region will dare question the New Alliance or Daoist Friend Fang Chen's might again."
Just as everyone's emotions surged and they thought this earth-shaking storm was finally about to subside—
Something changed.
Crack! Crack-crack-crack!
The sound came neither from Fang Chen nor from anyone else there.
It came from the shattered starry sky itself, which had just endured the deaths of seven emperors and the ravages of the Reincarnation Sword Domain. It groaned under the strain.
Then it was as though billions of invisible hands had begun tearing at the curtain of the universe all at once.
Riiip!
Ten enormous Space Rifts, each different in shape and radiating an aura far more terrifying than those of the Starcore World-Devouring Beast and the others