The moment the words "Break camp" fell, the Chaos Void exploded with them.
The origin sources of the four continents-Central Province, Mystic Crystal, Hundred Battles, and Heavenly Derivation-were forcibly dragged together by Zhou Xuan's will.
They did not converge. They collided.
The instant the four sets of heavenly laws met, the spatial barriers shattered outright. Black fissures crawled across the sky, and earth-vein energy surged backward and rampaged through the junctions between the four continents.
"Pfft-"
At the edge of Central Province, thousands upon thousands of cultivators spat blood in unison, their legs giving way beneath them. The surrendered soldiers from Mystic Crystal and Hundred Battles fared even worse. Their screams merged into one as chunks of flesh crumbled from their bodies under the churning laws.
The entire conglomeration shook as though it were about to fall apart, ready to crumble into a heap of ruins in the chaos at any moment.
Emperor Jiang Wu gripped the War Glaive with both hands, driving his blood and qi to their limit as he anchored himself like a nail in the formation's core. The War Glaive hummed. The webbing of his hands split open, and blood streamed down its shaft.
"Old Xuan! We can't hold!" Emperor Jiang Wu roared, veins bulging on his forehead.
Old Ancestor Xuanming hovered in midair, his hands forming seals so quickly that only afterimages remained. He had drawn out every spirit vein in the Immortal-Burying Abyss and used them to plug the places where the laws clashed. But the backlash came in wave after wave, forcing him back several steps and leaving blood at the corner of his mouth.
"The laws are rejecting each other too strongly-these are four complete worlds!" Old Ancestor Xuanming's voice cracked.
The Old Woman from the Heavenly Derivation Realm sat slumped on