Streams of light crisscrossed wildly.
Massive torrents of spacetime roiled without order.
All manner of energy tides howled as fiercely as tsunamis.
Stars capable of nurturing countless living beings had transformed into raindrops of light, drifting through the vacuum of the universe and smashing into everything with immense mass and tremendous speed.
These sights were the norm within the [Black Omen Battlefield].
Chaotic and disorderly—or rather, the only thing that could persist in an orderly fashion here was chaos itself. At present, this region located in a corner of the battlefield, one of the countless battle points within the [Black Omen Battlefield], was under the real-time surveillance of [Void Mist Sea].
Unlike at the beginning, when he avoided any area where battle was taking place and dared not approach at all, scarcely even daring to observe from afar.
Now.
When facing targets screened by the [Torrent of Destiny], [Void Mist Sea] would occasionally split off wisps of gray mist, allowing them to spread through the vast cosmic vacuum and become part of it, personally experiencing the war from a perspective akin to that of a natural phenomenon.
At certain times.
He could even experience firsthand, through those separated wisps of mist, the might of certain superweapons from the two worlds, gradually granting him a deeper understanding of their true strength.
Besides that.
Through this unceasing gathering of intelligence.
Ling Wuyuan had also gained a clearer and more detailed understanding of the actual circumstances within the [Black Omen Battlefield]—or rather, within the [True Abundant Spirit Realm] and the [Illusory Color Extreme Profound Heaven]. It was a process of constant exploration.
Like now.
As a certain superweapon was activated, this universe situated at the corner of the battlefield instantly collapsed into a flat plane, like a rapidly collapsing pyramid of cards.
It