Time itself seemed to slow by half a beat.
Above the sea, an invisible shockwave slowly spread outward.
Wherever it passed, the seawater sank uniformly before erupting into walls of water hundreds of meters high.
The entire illusory sea surface seemed to have been forcibly split down the middle, exposing the dark seabed below.
Chaotic energy currents swept in every direction, making the two men's robes snap in the wind.
They remained locked in a stalemate for three breaths.
Crack.
The Sword of Judgment was the first to develop cracks.
Then it shattered inch by inch.
The remaining force of Galaxy Storm also began to dissipate.
Water-light and blood-light rained down from the sky like a shower of light.
Asura God stood opposite him, the glow of his blood-colored Demon Armor having dimmed somewhat.
He looked at Zhong Shenxiu, the approval in his eyes growing even stronger.
"Not bad, kid! That little Thunder Whale benefited from you."
As his voice fell, his figure began to turn translucent.
This strand of divine consciousness that had crossed space and time had reached its limit in the inheritance grounds.
If he did not leave now, the power of karma would completely grind it away.
Asura God gave Zhong Shenxiu one final look, then flashed away, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that shot out of the tower's illusion and flew toward the Douluo Plane.
Before his divine consciousness completely dissipated, he wanted to see what the Douluo Plane had become.
And... where exactly his Douluo God Realm had gone.
The blood-red streak tore through the sky, rising all the way upward, piercing the secret realm's restrictions, piercing the sea surface, and soaring into the clouds.
Asura God's divine consciousness hovered ten thousand meters in the air, overlooking the entire Douluo Continent.
His