Dark Division

It was the scent left behind after the laws had dissipated—like rotting wood aged for years, and like dried bloodstains.

Qingwei looked over the ruins and asked softly, "What... happened here?"

Chu Ming swept the area with his divine sense. After a moment, he said, "Stars shattered, laws collapsed. At least peak Third Step cultivators fought here, and they used forbidden methods."

Thunder Splendor scratched his head. "A fight between peak Third Step cultivators can smash a star?"

Chu Ming nodded. "More than one."

He raised a hand and pointed at the distant fragments. "Those pieces came from at least three different stars. Their materials, densities, and residual law fluctuations are all different."

Thunder Splendor sucked in a cold breath and fell silent.

Chu Ming offered no further explanation. He raised his hand, and gray-gold light poured from his palm.

The light turned into countless fine threads that spread in every direction.

Wherever the threads passed, the floating fragments seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand and began to move slowly.

The first fragment, the size of a millstone, drifted over from a thousand zhang away.

The second fragment, as large as a house, slowly approached from even farther away.

The third, fourth, fifth...

Countless fragments gathered from all directions.

They spun, joined, and fused in the air, like innumerable puzzle pieces searching for their proper places.

Gray-gold light flowed between the fragments. It was the power of order, remaking them.

The fragments that had once been riddled with cracks began to heal beneath that light.

The cracks grew shallower, the edges fused together, and the broken portions regrew.

Half an hour later.

A floating palace appeared in the void.

The entire palace was dark gray, pieced together from countless fragments.

Yet the seams between those fragments had completely