A colossal sphere of energy, mingling Chaos-Colored and Dark Gold, was born at the point of collision. In an instant, it swelled to a thousand miles across, then exploded.
Boom!
A storm of destruction beyond words swept across the eight directions and six realms.
The sky tore open into crisscrossing chasms. Within them lay not darkness, but raging Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind Origin reenacting Chaos. The ground heaved and shattered like ocean waves; billions upon billions of tons of earth and stone flew into the sky, only to be ground to dust in the energy storm.
Had the viewing stands not been protected by the remnants of the Ninefold Heavenly Secret Grand Formation and layer upon layer of defenses raised by the assembled experts, the entire area would already have been reduced to ash.
Even so, the protective barrier swayed violently, flickering as cracks spread across its surface.
At the storm's center, the Ten-Thousand Zhang Dharma Form flew backward again, in worse shape than before. Its right arm and nearly half its chest had shattered, exposing the flowing Chaos energy and interwoven chains of Dao Principles within.
Fang Chen spat out another gush of blood. This time, fragments of his internal organs came with it. He felt as though the sharp Dao Principles of that Star-Pointing Mountain-Shattering thrust had pierced his very soul. Pain sank deep into his bones, and his consciousness went blank for an instant.
The Sixth-Turn Heavenly Slave was not unscathed either. After meeting the Return to Ruin Sword Intent head-on, an almost imperceptible chip had appeared on the Spear Tip of his Dark Gold Long Spear. The radiance of order around him faltered for an instant, and he slid back hundreds of miles.
But clearly, he had suffered far less than Fang Chen.
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