The Mortal Realm had once flourished, but after being dragged into this endless disaster, it quickly became desolate. Many planets had turned into barren dead worlds. On a remote planet in the Mortal Realm, corpses littered the ground, bearing witness to the fierce battle that had taken place there.
A crack opened in the crust, and a purple tentacle emerged from it, reaching toward a nearby corpse. It plunged into the body, which immediately began to struggle as it rose from the ground, twisting wildly in midair.
More fine threads shot out of the crack, one after another merging with the corpses and blood on the ground. The remains and Morsels of Flesh all floated into the air, a horrifying sight.
The purple threads gathered together, piling corpse after corpse and scrap after scrap into a single heap. A grotesque monster took shape.
It reeked of blood and decay. Rotten chunks of flesh, torn Flesh and Blood, and blackened bones were jumbled together. Flesh and blood blended without the slightest order, while bones pierced straight through its chest and back. Half its head was missing, leaving a gaping hole that made for a truly dreadful sight.
The monster swayed its half-missing head and said in a garbled voice, "I'll find that fellow covered in purple qi, no matter what."
A Spiritual Sense appeared in the void. The monster immediately stilled all the spiritual power in its body, preventing even a trace from escaping.
A voice rang out in the void. "The Mortal Realm really is unusual. It actually gave birth to a monster like this. Strange—what happened to that fleeting trace of Primordial Violet Qi?"
The person struck with a palm, and the enormous imprint instantly shattered the entire planet, scattering it into countless fragments.
The monster trudged forward on