When Locke truly clashed with the Destruction Supreme, all sounds on the entrance-zone battlefield seemed to be suppressed in an instant.
It was not that there was no slaughter.
Nor had the battlefield truly fallen silent.
Rather, the auras of two destruction-type Lords of Dimension had become so overwhelming that they drowned out nearly all the surrounding sounds of battle.
The Destruction Supreme's Rule True Body stood beyond the entrance zone's perimeter.
It was a terrifying existence difficult to describe in ordinary words. It resembled both a living sea of destruction stars and an enormous body piled together from countless Shattered Continents, Dark Obelisk Phantoms, Rule Debris, and Destruction Crystal Tides.
It had no skin in any true sense.
Nor did it possess flesh and blood.
Dark Golden Destruction Crystal Tides flowed from every crack across its surface.
Every slight movement it made drew a heavy echo from the Origin Rules of the entire Destruction Time-Space.
Locke stood behind the Spear of Destruction.
That jet-black spear had already been driven deep into the heart of the Destruction Time-Space entrance zone. Rings of jet-black Destruction Rules spread outward from its spearhead, as though it were forcibly nailing down a mark that belonged to Locke within this time-space that had originally belonged solely to the Destruction Supreme.
The Destruction Tide spreading from the Spear of Destruction collided and tore at the Dark Golden Destruction Crystal Tide drawn forth by the Destruction Supreme.
One half submitted.
The other half retaliated.
That was the most immediate change in the entrance zone.
Under the shroud of Locke's aura, the Destruction Divine Kingdom Faction's legions suffered noticeably less Destruction Form corrosion. Many destruction-type beings that had already hovered on the brink of frenzy regained some clarity.
But the Homeland Beings of the Destruction Time-Space became even