Pollution

Time flew like a shuttle.

Since Chen Mu entered the Source Domain, quite some time had passed.

Amid the vast cosmos, the aura of the Final Tribulation had begun to grow ever more pronounced. Signs and early manifestations of the march toward Terminus had started appearing in Empty Seats across many remote regions, and the South China Sky Citadel was one of them.

The Dark Sky Abyss, located at the border of the Fan Gu Void Domain.

More than ten True Gods stood guard there.

Suddenly,

The Dark Sky Abyss erupted with an unusual ripple, sending out eerie, profound waves.

"Ah!"

A True God standing somewhat close to the Dark Sky Abyss was invisibly struck by that wisp of fluctuation. He let out a cry, and his entire Divine Body immediately began to warp and collapse.

He did not immediately perish. Or rather, the power carried by those eerie ripples was not destruction, but a kind of disorder and chaos that twisted existing order into a chaotic form.

"Save... save..."

That True God was utterly unable to control the distortion of his body. Terror filled his eyes, but in the next instant, both his eyeballs twisted and crumbled apart. Countless tiny, bizarre tentacles suddenly extended from within, tearing at the surrounding Void Path.

His entire body was collapsing inward, gradually losing all human shape and becoming a curled-up mass of chaotic aberration. One wicked tentacle after another stretched out from it, clinging to the nearby Nihility.

"This..."

"What is happening?"

The other True Gods responsible for guarding the Dark Sky Abyss quickly noticed the situation. Their expressions changed drastically.

No one attempted a rescue. Instead, they all retreated at top speed, not daring to approach in the slightest. They fled with all their might, and soon all escaped the Dark