One day later.
Following the Cat Immortal's directions, Xia Ping swiftly arrived at the ruins.
Before him appeared an incomparably enormous planet, as vast as a star. Any living being seemed infinitely tiny before this world.
Yet this planet appeared to have suffered devastating destruction as well. Everywhere lay signs of ruin, with smoke and flames rising in all directions, as if countless wounds of laws ran through its deepest interior.
Clearly, when the great universe was destroyed, this place had also suffered severe devastation. Even so, the planet had remained intact.
By now, quite a few Saints had arrived near the planet. The Primordial Ancient Saints formed the strongest group and stood closest to it, followed by the Ancient Saints in the second rank.
Then came the Middle Ancient Saints, Early Ancient Saints, and the rest.
Xia Ping's arrival was rather inconspicuous. After all, he was merely a Saint at the early Middle Ancient Realm. Among so many Saints, he was only in the third rank and could not even approach the planet.
But that was fine too. At least he would not draw attention and might have a chance to fish in troubled waters.
"Hmm?!"
Xia Ping stared at the mysterious planet before him and immediately discovered that dozens, perhaps hundreds, of formidable restriction formations surrounded the entire planet. They interwove with one another, seemingly forming an absolute Spacetime Domain, seamless and whole.
Such restriction formations were countless times more formidable than even those of the invincible dragon Theodore. Every restriction was like a Great Dao law, wrapping around the entire planet.
At their peak, they could probably have stopped even gods.
All the Saints could sense waves of heart-palpitating aura from the planet. Though endless years of erosion and the destruction caused by the collapse of the