Mingled colors were sliced apart by a black line that stretched endlessly into the boundless distance. The bloated amalgamations of dimensions crashing together erupted in a second wave of explosions beneath this slash.
But none of that was what mattered most. When calamitous fate reached its peak and complex powers intertwined, at the right time and in the right place, this slash had even stirred the cycle of reincarnation.
The black line expanded at that moment. In the blink of an eye, it became a black road reaching to the heavens!
And this was precisely the King of Light's escape route.
She had naturally been confident in her plan to flee to Di Cheng's era.
In this Infinite World, even though reincarnation was on the verge of collapse, one fact was beyond doubt: in terms of priority, reincarnation held the highest priority.
Only the sword in her hand possessed the possibility of cleaving open reincarnation.
If those powerful beings who crossed reincarnation were bugs, then the Black Sword in her hand was another kind of bug.
Lives that crossed reincarnation were lights that even reincarnation could not grind away, while the sword in her hand was an "evil" that even reincarnation could not erase.
It bore all of Zhao Cheng's evil from a certain cycle of reincarnation.
This was a true sword of ultimate evil.
In that cycle, Zhao Cheng had taken the "demonic path speedrun" route. Though he had brought about his own destruction by attempting to devour reincarnation and attain transcendence, and thus had still been far from transcendence, in the spacetime of his demise, he had indeed seized quite a few of reincarnation's mysteries.
It was not only reincarnation. Though the Zhao Cheng of that cycle had not cleaved open the hollow, he had gone mad to