At the core of chaos, the battlefield had become a forbidden zone for all life.
Mo Ruier said nothing. Her emerald eyes lay still as deep pools, reflecting the torrents of destruction surging toward her from every direction.
Chaotic demonic energy transformed into countless twisted spectral figures, shrieking as they lunged at her. Even space was torn apart, exposing the cold void beyond.
"River of Life!"
Her lips parted slightly, and the tender-branch staff in her hand lightly tapped the void.
In an instant, hundreds of millions of crystalline elven flowers bloomed out of thin air.
Then the sea of flowers crashed into the demonic tide. The energies of purification and corrosion annihilated each other furiously, erupting in a terrifying roar.
The demonic shadows dissolved in the green light, but still more chaos tentacles coiled around her like maggots clinging to bone, draining Mo Ruier's power at a frantic pace.
At the sight, Mo Ruier's expression changed, and enormous vines grew from the void beneath her feet.
In an instant, a beam of chaotic death-light slammed into them.
Bang!
With a muffled crash, Mo Ruier's face went pale, and a thread of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
But she could not retreat. Behind her were all the living beings of the universe she had to protect.
Just then, deep within the chaos, the lurking, terrifying will seemed to seize that fleeting opening and let out a low roar.
Hummm-!!!
The entire expanse of chaos abruptly contracted inward!
All the power of chaos converged and compressed in a frenzy, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.
Then a torrent of chaos with a diameter rivaling a star suddenly took shape.
Wherever the torrent passed, space shattered and laws were annihilated.
Just as that torrent was about to