As the blade emerged, heaven and earth trembled.
"Heaven Devourer" was more than just a brutally violent, outrageously arrogant name.
It was a phenomenon, one in which absolute power distorted the laws of physics.
The moment the blade's momentum rose, yin and yang fell out of balance, and heaven and earth descended into chaos.
The gravitational field for dozens of kilometers around Zheng Zha underwent catastrophic disruption.
The lakes and rivers below the mountain seemed to be wrenched from the ground by an invisible hand, becoming twisted water dragons that roared toward the shattered sky.
Distant volcanoes erupted without warning. Scalding lava collided in midair with rivers flowing backward into the heavens, raising clouds of steam that blotted out the sky.
Storms, torrential rain, tsunamis—
Every natural disaster defined in the textbooks appeared in the surrounding area at once.
This move lived up to its name. Even with Zheng Zha doing everything he could to control it through his fourth-stage precision, he could not prevent this apocalyptic spectacle.
Because he had not actively caused it. It had happened as a side effect.
Just as a sufficiently massive celestial body would inevitably warp the space-time around it, once the "mass" of Heaven Devourer exceeded a certain threshold, the world's laws had to make way.
This was why Zheng Zha normally refrained from using this strike.
But the thing before him, known as the "First Angel," put him under far too much pressure.
So much that he had to give it everything he had from the very first strike.
The next instant, the blade swung out.
Beneath that strike, the four fundamental elements that constituted this world—time, space, matter, and energy—were brutally torn apart and shattered, exposing the absolute void beneath, where no concepts existed.
The First Angel seemed to recognize the