The Demon Cave Master's final struggle made the aura of the entire Core Battlefield sink.
This heaviness was not a simple increase in the intensity of power.
Rather, the deep origin of Demon Cave Time-Space was being forcibly dragged by some will that bordered on despair.
The Demon Cave Master had no way out.
Since he could not survive by begging for mercy, he could only try to drag Locke, the Limitless Golden Emperor, Saine, and the others into an even more dangerous battlefield environment.
One black-purple rift after another slowly opened around the Demon Cave Master's enormous Rule True Body.
From the depths of those rifts came not ordinary demonized energy fluctuations, but echoes of the Demon Cave Time-Space Origin that were more ancient, more oppressive, and more chaotic.
Some rifts seemed filled with black-purple mucus, while in others, vast numbers of phantom remnants of civilizations long since annihilated could be faintly seen.
There were even a few rifts where, the moment the Sky Net Central Hub's observation signals touched them, they were swallowed by a backlash from some deeper layer of rules, leaving behind only a string of abnormal noise that could not be directly interpreted.
This was indeed an extremely special trump card.
Sure enough, once these Lords of Dimensional Planes began fighting for their lives, not one of them lacked deep reserves.
The Demon Cave Master actually wanted to drag the battlefield deeper into Demon Cave Time-Space.
It could not even be ruled out that, under extreme circumstances, he would directly detonate certain Ancient Rifts and drag this entire Core Battlefield into an origin collapse with him.
Locke's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Golden Law Tide around the Limitless Golden Emperor also clearly became even more solid.
Saine immediately ordered the Sky Net Central Hub to raise