Rain scattered through the air. The blue-robed figure breaking through the curtain of rain had an indistinct face, only the outstretched right hand carrying condensed power enough to shake heaven and earth.
Terrifying Spiritual Power and Life Energy intertwined, forming a single point with an inconceivable mass collapse.
An invisible magnetic field radiated outward, rippling through space, the rain, and the earth.
Crack!
Even a million meters deep within the Earth Vein, tremors and cracks appeared. Magma erupted from vast fissures, dyeing everything behind the blue-robed figure red.
Blue light flashed. Within its reflections, a savage giant creature seemed to appear, opening its fanged maw and swallowing everything in one bite.
There were no words.
They acted decisively, giving their all.
Wang Ya's black eyes opened. His Essence, Qi, and Spirit had gathered to an even more flourishing state than in the previous battle.
Even he had to meet such Ancient Grand Wizardry with utmost vigilance.
Gray light bloomed from his raised right hand, reflecting the projection of a realm.
It was a pale world filled with despair, loss, emptiness, nothingness, and numbness.
There was no definition of life.
There was no definition of matter.
There was only the definition of spirit.
That was loss—absolute loss.
A faint, almost nonexistent sigh echoed between heaven and earth. Even the many consciousness beings watching the battle seemed affected. A sense of loss and heartlessness arose from the depths of their hearts and minds, guiding them toward Self-Annihilation.
"Why am I still alive? What meaning is there in living? I should die."
"Nothing is brought into life, and nothing is taken away in death. Perhaps death is a release."
"Life or death, there is no difference, no meaning."
The Consciousness Bodies of countless beings wore numb expressions, their eyes devoid of feeling as