A huge force broke away from the gathering point and pressed on for days.
Deep in the Great Wilderness, a Dark Abyss stretching at least several million kilometers came into view with overwhelming force. Pitch-black and immense, it resembled a vast canyon.
From afar, it looked like a demon's maw, swallowing every ray of light beneath the heavens.
On one side, darkness reigned supreme, demonic energy billowing like an endless demonic wasteland.
On the other, divine radiance blazed, auspicious clouds stretching for thousands of miles, as if the Great Sun hung high overhead.
Light and darkness, two utterly different forces of origin, had continued to erode one another through endless ages, their edges interlocking like jagged teeth as they churned the shattered space.
The Fallen God Abyss had been one of the most important battlefields between the main plane and the Evil Clan from Beyond during the ancient cataclysm. Nearly ten Saint Grade titans from both sides had fought here.
They had cleaved a bottomless rift tens of thousands of feet long, shattered the world for millions of miles around, and unleashed terrifying Space-Time Windstorms that had sealed the area for ages.
Four or five thousand years later, the lingering wills of the forbidden beings from both sides had gathered once more.
At the boundary between light and darkness, a towering ancient pagoda, starkly divided into black and white, stood in silence. It had only four tiers, yet seemed to prop up the heavens, immovable.
"The Fallen God Abyss—the forbidden land where many Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns fell—is here."
"Who would've thought the Four Ancestors' lingering wills would gather into a pagoda?"
Tens of thousands of people looked up at the sight, overwhelmed by indescribable shock.
At the same time, an ancient and majestic will descended, enveloping every living being.