These chaotic currents of law were all shattered fragments of formed laws, containing boundless power.
Even ordinary Tenth Realm powerhouses could be reduced to dust if swept into them.
In the distance, the space across a vast area twisted violently. Scene after scene was torn apart in an instant!
Space seemed to be turned by an invisible fast-forward button, or like a magnificent mural smashed to pieces and forcibly reassembled by some power.
Countless fragments of flowing light, each a different color and containing terrifying energy, converged from the void, then solidified at a speed beyond imagination.
An open stretch of canyon instantly covered the blood-red plain that had been there before.
The ground was no longer cold Blood Crystals, but real, scorched-black soil, mixed with broken weapon fragments and charred white bones, giving off a heavy stench of gunpowder and death.
Two groups of figures appeared without warning at opposite ends of the canyon, like specimens forcibly plucked from the River of Time.
They were no phantoms. Their killing intent and the remnant Dao Rhyme within them could be clearly felt, as if the most brutal slice of real history had reappeared here today, after endless ages.
Roar!
One side was a vast host of numerous, towering beings, like a black tide.
They wore standardized dark armor covered in bone spikes, sheathing every inch of their bodies.
The bone spikes were twisted and savage, their tips flowing with an ominous, dark-green glow. Layer upon layer of fine, dark-green scales covered the armor's surface, reflecting a cold metallic sheen.
The entire legion radiated an abyssal aura of chaos, savagery, and bloodlust, like apocalyptic demonic beasts crawling out of the endless depths of hell.
At their head stood a terrifying presence over ten feet tall, as massive as a moving boulder.