Terrifying sound waves erupted without warning like a burst dam, carrying an overwhelming pressure that made it hard to breathe.
The sound seemed to come from the Nine Nether Abyss, like the shrill wails of ten thousand ghosts crying in unison, filled with Endless resentment and pain.
Wherever the sound waves passed, space, which had seemed incomparably solid, shattered inch by inch like broken glass.
Every inch of collapsing space rippled with layers of twisted black waves, as though the order of the entire space was being ravaged by the sound waves and pushed to the brink of collapse.
Even the light was twisted and distorted by this world-destroying force. The entire space instantly fell into a strange, chaotic vortex, as though the shadow of the apocalypse had already descended and everything would return to nothingness amid this Endless chaos.
Those Wang Xians who had bravely stepped out from the River of Time became the first victims of the terrifying sound waves.
The Wang Xian clad in silver-white battle armor was unleashing razor-sharp sword techniques, attempting to cleave through the Void Creature's seemingly impregnable defense.
The sword in his hand streaked through the Void like a silver bolt of lightning, leaving behind elegant yet deadly arcs.
The radiance flickering along the blade seemed to contain Star Power. Every swing carried an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Yet the moment the sound waves swept over him like raging tides, the runes on the surface of his sturdy armor cracked apart inch by inch.
That crisp yet teeth-grating sound of shattering seemed to foretell the doom about to arrive.
The instant the runes shattered, the armor became like an empty shell stripped of its soul. It instantly turned into metal fragments that filled the sky, helplessly whirling through the air