Above the vault of heaven, black, multicolored, and green intertwined into one.
With every breath of collision, swathes of the inner city's outlines were wiped flat.
Bronze Pillars toppled, ruins sank, and the Sea of Blood surged in waves dozens of meters high, only to be shredded by the three colors in midair.
The amount of flesh in the Sea of Blood was visibly dwindling.
Whole sheets of flesh evaporated, mingling with the torrential rain as they rose upward.
The inner city's terrain changed with every breath. One moment there were flesh and ruins; the next, they had been razed to level ground.
Then, in another instant, even the flesh was devoured clean, leaving only vast depressions.
The sky above this inner city had collapsed in the truest sense of the word.
At the center of the battlefield, the Newborn Taboo finally completed its final transformation.
Its half-human, half-tree outline vanished completely, while branch-like patterns resembling plant roots crawled across its entire body.
Its flesh had fully drawn inward, becoming nourishment within those branches. It had become an existence made entirely of branches.
The Crown of Ten Thousand Kings' fragment had long since merged into its new shell. A faint golden radiance coiled around that verdant body, slowly flowing with the unfurling branches.
There was no trace left of what it had once been.
The chains surrounding it suddenly moved at that moment.
Myriad chains stretched out from the darkness beyond the city walls, slowly reaching toward that shell.
Yet before they could touch the Newborn Taboo, they were swept by the aftershock of the two worlds' collision and flung away in great swathes.
But the chains seemed endless. With immense patience, they continued to surge toward the Newborn Taboo.
Lu Yuan took all of this in. He knew he