This was the greatest despair of his life, and also the last despair he would ever know.
Qin Heng held Ancient Ink. With the strongest weapon in the universe in hand, he still had no way to stop the disaster from descending.
Kashmor had already vanished. No longer existing in material form, he had merged into the Great Dao and become the hidden ruler behind the universe.
Qin Heng could not even see where his enemy was. No matter how great his power, it was useless at this moment.
"Dimension God, think of something..."
Hong Huang Venerable spoke. Five percent of his body had already vanished, and it was still continuing to shatter.
A way... What way could there be?
Qin Heng was just as helpless as he was, watching helplessly as his Fusion Body with Dong Huaiyue broke apart, yet unable to do anything.
Even the Universe Will was lamenting. Faced with an Origin Realm powerhouse, the outcome seemed already fated and impossible to change.
"Is this as far as we can go?" Dong Huaiyue's voice sounded in his heart.
Qin Heng sighed. "If your closest kin from your past life were here, there might still be a sliver of hope."
Dong Huaiyue gave a mocking laugh. "Then why did I leave them?"
Qin Heng fell silent.
At a time like this, saying such things was meaningless.
Dong Huaiyue continued, "Only Origin Arts can contend against Origin Arts. Only the Origin Realm can contend against the Origin Realm."
Qin Heng said regretfully, "Unfortunately, there isn't enough time."
If Kashmor had come one epoch later, perhaps he could have striven to take another step forward.
But now that doomsday had already descended, anything they said was too late.
Dong Huaiyue said, "I can use Time Divine Power to let you