Not long after,
Shen Fan emerged from the dark void tunnel. The dazzling, eerie light made him squint slightly.
The joy of obtaining a large batch of Dao Origin Golden Fruits quickly faded at the sight before him.
The distant horizon had been stained a bizarre purple by streaks of eerie light tearing through space.
Even from far away, the dull rumbling still made his eardrums tingle.
The stars were groaning.
The void was wailing.
He casually took one step, and his figure appeared hundreds of thousands of miles away.
As far as the eye could see, everything lay in ruins.
A divine mountain suspended in the void had been cleaved in half by some tremendous force. On its smooth cut surface, traces of demonic energy still lingered, sending chills down the spine.
A dried-up river of blood stretched between the shattered landmasses of the True Realms. Huge, unrecognizable bones floated silently within it, wordlessly recounting the horrors of the past.
A massacre had just taken place here.
Shen Fan continued onward.
He had intended to find a quiet place to fully digest the power within him and plan his next move.
But he soon discovered that this was wishful thinking.
He crossed an asteroid belt and saw a Demon God's corpse, so colossal it defied imagination.
The corpse was comparable in size to an ordinary True Realm. Even in death, the terrifying pressure emanating from its body caused the surrounding void to warp and collapse without pause.
A massive hole gaped in its chest, as though some divine weapon had pierced straight through it.
All around it, the corpses of tens of thousands of Realm Sea beings drifted like dust, forming a tragic ring.
Mutual annihilation.
Those four words weighed heavily on Shen Fan's heart.
He continued traveling through