That strike through the Bronze Gate directly shook the nearby Dimensional Ascension Channel until it twisted.
Locke's Power of Destruction was a tyrannical torrent of interwoven pitch-black and scarlet.
The power pressing in from the Destruction Supreme behind the gate was dark gold, deathly still, hollow, like an entire Destruction Time-Space that had already lost its reason.
The two collided at the edge of the Bronze Gate.
There was no explosion in the ordinary sense.
Because sound, before a clash of laws at this level, seemed far too low-grade instead.
Everyone only saw that on both sides of the Bronze Gate, time and space collapsed layer after layer, then were forcibly propped open layer after layer by even higher laws.
The Dark Golden Destruction Crystal Tide was shoved back a stretch by Locke's pitch-black torrent of destruction.
But in the next instant, that power of the Destruction Supreme behind the gate pressed back like a boundless sea tide.
Phantoms of Destruction Black Lotuses unfolded layer upon layer.
Every black lotus petal was like a world reduced to ruin.
The phantom of the Spear of Destruction in Locke's hand stabbed out at once.
The spearpoint did not truly pass through the Bronze Gate.
But that destructive edge, sharp enough to pierce the barriers of a Higher Dimensional Plane, still forced its way through the crack in the gate and stabbed into the depths of the other side's dark-golden Law Tide.
At that moment, an extremely bizarre scene appeared inside the Dimensional Ascension Channel.
The space outside the Bronze Gate was pulled by Locke's Spear of Destruction into a long pitch-black line.
The dark-golden tide inside the Bronze Gate was like layer upon layer of ancient world barriers being pierced through, constantly caving inward.
The two Destruction Rules ground against each other.