Luo Feng's eyes lit up.
The aura of Destruction within this claw mark was incomparably intense. Even the surrounding spacetime was faintly affected, giving rise to traces of the Power of Destruction.
The Dao gave rise to power. This meant that the one who had left this claw mark had attained an unimaginable level in the Path of Destruction.
At the very least, Luo Feng was still far from that level.
As he looked at the claw mark, he vaguely saw a pitch-black figure standing silently. Suddenly, the figure struck, clawing at the stone wall. With that single claw, an overwhelmingly powerful intent of extermination surged forth, vast amounts of the Power of Destruction gathering within its claws.
At that moment, the scene abruptly changed, and Luo Feng felt himself enter an unfamiliar world.
It seemed as though the world had become a scene of apocalypse, filled everywhere with the Power of Destruction. The entire world had fallen into despair, and that figure suddenly extended a claw, tearing directly toward the world before it.
With that claw, heaven and earth trembled. Under the tearing force, space itself seemed unable to withstand such destructive power. In the end, heaven and earth suddenly cracked apart.
Cracks filled the world as countless forces swept through it. The entire world was swallowed by an endless storm of destruction, and in that instant, it fell completely into despair.
Everything shattered into pieces.
The world was utterly destroyed beneath that power.
Luo Feng only felt as though his divine consciousness had been torn apart by that claw. A faint pain struck him, instantly waking him.
Yet when he came back to his senses, the claw mark was still before him.
Nothing had changed.
"What a terrifying claw. This fellow's comprehension of the Path of Destruction must