Chu Tian's body exploded in an instant.
Golden blood burst through the void, turning into a haze of golden mist—or rather, countless specks of dust, tiny points so fine that even an ordinary divine soul might no longer have sensed any trace of Chu Tian's life force.
Mixed within the blood mist were fragments of his flesh, bones, divine soul, and the Demon Essence fragments he had swallowed.
Those fragments drifted in every direction. Some landed on the ground of the Netherworld Secret Realm, some on the palace walls, some hung in the void, while others drifted straight out of the Netherworld Secret Realm and scattered into the darkness of the Starry Sky Ancient Road.
Even in myths, having one's body burst apart like this meant certain death. Even a Creation Sequence being would have only a sliver of hope for survival; rebuilding a body was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
At this moment, it would not have been wrong to say that Chu Tian was already dead.
At the same time, his Great Thousand World was collapsing.
The black light pouring out of the Demon Essence still ravaged the small world. Wherever it passed, mountains and rivers turned to nothingness, rivers evaporated completely, and stars winked out one after another.
Chu Tian's Chaos Epoch Divine Soul had already shattered into countless fragments. Each fragment flickered amid the black light like a candle guttering in the wind, liable to go out at any moment. Even with the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Hui Mei could only barely sense the faintest traces of Chu Tian's divine soul.
And the Demon Essence was still devouring him from within.
Though the Demon Essence he had swallowed had shattered, the power contained within every fragment had not vanished.
Those fragments spun madly in