Boom!
Chaos was torn apart.
Dragging its nearly collapsing body along, the Central Province Continent rampaged through the Return-to-Void Demon Sea.
The World Crystal Wall scraped against the Chaos Turbulence, sending sparks crackling outward. The ground beneath their feet shook, and the distant mountains screamed. The laws were already overloaded. This world, born not long ago, could shatter at any moment.
Deep within the earth's core.
Emperor Jiang Wu gripped the War Glaive in both hands. The webs between his thumbs and forefingers had split long ago, and blood ran down the shaft, dripping into the Propulsion Formation beneath his feet. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the energy readings jumping wildly on the Formation Disk.
“At this speed, the Master means to ram Central Province straight into it.” Old Ancestor Xuanming's face was utterly bloodless. He poured top-grade crystal stones into the formation core, gritting his back teeth to hold on. Against an upheaval like this, his Peerless Grade longevity realm cultivation wasn't worth a damn.
Old Ancestor Cangwu sat cross-legged in the center of the formation core, his longsword resting across his knees. His sword intent stretched into fine threads, stitching shut the tears that the Chaos Turbulence had ripped in the Crystal Wall, one stitch at a time.
"Shut up and work." Old Ancestor Cangwu didn't even raise his eyelids. "If the Master dares to ram it, we dare to stake our lives on it."
Old Ancestor Xuanming shrank back and fell silent. He knew everyone aboard this ship was tied together. One step back, and they would be doomed beyond redemption.
At the World Summit.
Zhou Xuan stood with his hands behind his back.
The fierce winds of chaos whipped past his black robe, howling.
Ji Chen had been placed in the deepest part