"Crack!"
A tear split open in the sky, and fog like a black river surged in, madly suppressing all power beyond the Fourth Sequence.
This was the Ancient Law of Death.
Everything had happened because the three heavenly gods had fought to the death, causing this world—which could originally have held on a while longer—to collapse completely.
On the ground, the war corpses that had remained unrotted for five billion years rapidly weathered away, including that magnificent city.
The only things left were three ghastly corpses.
The two Heavenly God Jailers had never intended to die together, but the leader of the Ashleaf God Clan had dragged them into the abyss of death by force, ensuring that nothing would obstruct the plan.
After the entire world had turned into an endless desert and then vanished into collapse, a headless corpse finally emerged. The various seals covering it had also failed because of the influx of the Ancient Law of Death.
If the leader of the Woodleaf Clan had been able to see this headless corpse, he definitely would not have chosen to die together with it.
But now, everything was too late.
Now that the cage had collapsed and the seals were gone, the headless corpse actually came back to life.
It stood in the dark world. Even with the Ancient Law of Death filling its surroundings, it remained completely unconcerned.
Then it began groping around, as if searching for something, but in the end, it found nothing.
It began to rage, beating wildly. Every blow caused the Ancient Law of Death to generate enormous waves. One wave followed another, each higher than the last.
Under its influence, the worlds surrounding them suffered one after another, vanishing into nothingness in succession.
Finally, after the stars in the sky had decreased