After three days and three nights of fierce battle, the ruins of the Chaos Continent within this deep-level Space Rift world looked as though they had endured ten thousand heavenly tribulations.
Across the fragments of shattered continents floating in midair, ravines crisscrossed one another. From bottomless cracks, searing Chaos Qi periodically erupted, forming bizarre vortices in the air.
The ground was covered in craters of varying depths. Some were hundreds of zhang across, their edges still bearing charred marks from the burning of Space-Time Law, as if some terrifying force had gnawed at them alive.
Wang Xian's long hair was as tangled as weeds. Dark-red blood had soaked from the tips of his hair down to his neck, standing out sharply against his pale skin.
With his faint breaths, flakes of dried blood occasionally fell from his body, raising tiny puffs of dust when they struck the ground.
His clothing was just as badly damaged. His Black Robe was covered in savage tears, each one seeming to have been ripped open by the claws of Void Creatures, exposing skin beneath that was equally covered in scars.
An eerie purple glow shone from his wounds. Those were the marks left behind by the corrosion of Destiny Law during his battle with "Wang Xian."
"Wang Xian" was in no better condition. His clothes were torn so badly that they could barely cover his body, leaving large swaths of skin exposed and covered in crisscrossing scars.
Some wounds were still bleeding steadily. Dark-red blood slid down the contours of his body, gathering into small pools on the ground before quickly being absorbed by the land of the Chaos Continent.
His gaze was no longer as sharp and crazed as it had been at the start of the battle. In its place were exhaustion