Crack! Crack!
At that moment, every conscious life-form in the entire world, every living being, heard a crisp shattering sound. It was as though the pillar holding up Heaven and Earth had snapped apart with a thunderous crash.
It was an immensely intense spiritual sensation—the heavenly pillar had collapsed, Heaven and Earth were overturning, and the end of days was about to arrive.
A sense of panic sprouted in the hearts of countless people and countless living beings. Unlike humans, whose rationality ultimately held the upper hand, the ones reacting most violently at this moment were the beasts without higher intelligence.
Weak little ants began frantically attacking their own kind around them, including the queen ants they had once served.
On the grasslands, wild rabbits that had originally been chased by wolves actually turned around at this moment and launched a suicidal charge at the wolves.
The eagles soaring through the skies flew straight toward the sun...
Chaos! Utter chaos!
The entire world fell into disorder at this moment.
Yet Heaven and Earth did not collapse. When that trinity of extraordinary fluctuations was born, it was not the world that shattered, but the anchor point Zhao Cheng had constructed.
In that instant, Zhao Cheng vanished.
Not merely in the physical sense—within many people's memories, their impression of Zhao Cheng began to fade. Those with especially weak spiritual power had already forgotten him entirely.
Of course, that was limited to a very small number of people whose spiritual power was exceptionally weak and whose impression of Zhao Cheng had not been deep enough. Most merely felt that the person in their memories had become slightly blurrier.
And this change occurred soundlessly, unnoticed by anyone. Even the lingering ripples of that fluctuation seemed to carry the intent to alter reality, but perhaps