"Whenever fate appears, the time has come to surpass our own fate."
The Three Great Supreme Esteemed Immortals exchanged a glance. How could they possibly want to sink into this desperate universe?
They had once been heroes, then turned into dragons. Now, they did not want to be overthrown by young heroes either.
Even less did they want to fall into this eternal cycle.
Fiery battle intent flashed through the eyes of the three major Esteemed Immortals. The fate they had awaited for countless billions of years was right before them. There was no need to hesitate anymore.
"Crack!"
Following a world-shaking roar, the matter of the past was instantly absorbed. The entire past turned into nothingness, and countless streams of energy converged upon the bodies of the Esteemed Immortals.
"The territory of the past—let it all return to my body."
With a low shout, the vast, boundless heavens and earth of the past were completely devoured: the sky, the ground, space, time—every tangible and intangible force.
The thirty percent of matter and energy they occupied was rapidly divided among the three major Esteemed Immortals and the forces under their command.
This would be their starting energy.
On the other side, Xian, the Painter, and the others were unwilling to fall behind.
Whoosh!
With their material breath, the heavens and earth churned like a tide. The entire future territory under their control—all living beings, cultivators, commoners, and myriad things—was completely killed.
They turned into a line-drawn scroll of nothingness.
Seventy percent of the universe's matter was absorbed by Ning Zheng's side and dispersed among every person according to a certain ratio.
In terms of starting energy, the future Esteemed Immortal faction held more than double the advantage.
Although once the battle began, they could injure their enemies, plunder their energy,