Inside the furnace, five suns of Imperial Flame spun so fast they nearly became rings of light. They frantically refined the Five Elements annihilation thunder surging in, absorbing its essence of destruction. The nature of the flames seemed to be undergoing an astonishing leap, faintly leaking an aura that surpassed Emperor Grade and touched a higher realm.
Before everyone's eyes, the Chaos Five Elements annihilation thunder pillar—powerful enough to destroy an entire great world—was swallowed by the Heaven Refining Furnace, inch by inch, from tip to end.
When the last thread of lightning vanished into its mouth, the Heaven Refining Furnace gave a low, satisfied rumble, almost like a belch. Light flowed across its body, the Chaos Star Chart shone brighter, and the phantom Otherworldly Beasts on its lid even narrowed their eyes in contentment.
High above, the dark-red Chaos Vortex had shrunk by more than half. Its color had faded too, as though two great bites had been taken out of it, leaving its vitality badly damaged.
At the center of the Vortex, even that furious will seemed tinged with fear.
It fell silent for a moment, as if gathering its last strength—or hesitating over whether to continue what looked increasingly like feeding its enemy.
In the end, the Heavenly Dao's dignity would not permit defiance.
The Vortex began its final, most frenzied rotation. At its center, a point of absolute darkness began to gather.
This final tribulation had no distinct form or attribute. It was the end itself, the Great Dao's final judgment upon something that should not exist, erasing every trace of it.
The darkness descended without a sound.
There was no light, no noise, no ripple of energy.
Where it passed, even the concept of space disappeared, leaving a trail of utter nothingness, as though nothing