The three layers of forbidden zones, along with every expert within them, had been completely reduced to cosmic dust, leaving no trace behind.
When the chaos giant hand that had blotted out the sky dispersed, the space that had just been filled with Burning Heaven Demonic Flame and energy explosions sank into an eerie dead silence.
The wind of the Heavenly Domain made a mournful sound as it passed through the void. Wang Xian and his group stood beside the remaining Space Rift, staring at where the Burning Heaven Forbidden Zone had once stood—nothing remained there but a void that could not even reflect light, as though a piece had been forcibly gouged from the cosmic map. Even time itself flowed more slowly there.
"Three... three layers of forbidden zones?"
Su Qingyan's voice trembled. Her fingers instinctively covered her slightly parted lips, while the cracked Jade Flute in her hand swayed gently, nearly slipping free and falling.
She stared at that void, its faint spatial folds reflected in her pupils. The dark-red blood threads congealed upon the Jade Flute trembled with her hurried breathing, contracting and expanding within the cracks like living things, setting off her shock-pale cheeks.
"They were all... leveled?"
Su Qingyan repeated herself, her voice full of incredulous bewilderment, as though she had yet to recover from the destruction she had just witnessed.
Lord Yan Yang's flaming armor had completely gone out. Scorch marks from the Burning Heaven Demonic Flame still remained on its dim plates, and charred skin could even be seen through several shattered seams.
He stared blankly at the void. His Adam's apple rolled heavily, and his dry lips moved for a long while before he finally forced out, "The power contained in that rune... was truly terrifying."
He recalled how, during Wang Xian's