The instant he passed through the shattered Southern Heavenly Gate, Li Qingshan felt the world spin before his eyes. Space twisted, as though he had entered an entirely new world.
What appeared before Li Qingshan and Chu Yingluo was an ancient world, boundless and vast, teetering on the brink of destruction!
The sky had been torn into countless pieces.
Enormous black fissures stretched across the nine heavens like savage wounds. Beyond them lay not empty space, but lightning, seas of fire, astral winds, and turbulent currents of spacetime that endlessly formed and perished.
The earth was likewise shattered.
Continents floated in the darkness, some spanning hundreds of millions of miles, others reduced to mere patches a few dozen feet across.
Countless collapsed palaces, broken immortal bridges, and shattered altars lay scattered across them, like an immense graveyard that had buried an entire epoch.
In the distant starry sky, an enormous star that had long since gone dark slowly fell.
It passed soundlessly through the broken sky and struck a floating continent.
Rumble!
The entire continent instantly split apart. Countless mountains and palaces turned to dust, then were swept into oblivion by chaotic spatial storms.
Farther away, a golden Heavenly River that should have spanned heaven and earth had been severed at its waist. Its waters hung suspended in space, sometimes flowing backward, sometimes scattering into billions of droplets, and sometimes freezing into black ice under some strange law.
Flames burned in water.
Plants grew from metal.
Light and darkness were inverted, and space and time had utterly lost their original order.
The laws of heaven and earth here had descended into complete chaos!
"Is this the true Heavenly Ruins?"
Chu Yingluo spoke slowly.
She tightened her grip on the Heaven-Burying Sword, an unmistakable trace of shock appearing in her cool