Xi Ye Arrives, Tian Xin's Perspective

Rogge Plane.

This planar war had continued to this day, and far too many changes had already taken place.

From their initial probing clashes to the later all-out slaughter, both sides had brought forth an endless stream of trump cards and methods.

It was not merely the two warring sides—even the Rogge Plane itself, as the battlefield, had long since been battered beyond recognition.

At first, Bupodi had personally acted, blanketing heaven and earth with frost laws and freezing the entire plane solid.

Afterward, Uthgar's side had laid down the War Mist. Scarlet fog shrouded the heavens, wrapping the entire Rogge Plane so tightly that not even water could seep through.

Later still, Uthgar had forcibly begun his godhood ascension ritual, seizing the authority power within the Ice Soul Contract.

The temperature of the entire plane plummeted once more. The sky froze, the oceans froze, the mountains froze—even space itself seemed to have been corroded by that bone-deep cold.

Layers upon layers of seals, isolations, barriers, and shields blanketed the place.

If one looked down from the cosmic starry void, one would find that the Rogge Plane now resembled an enormous cake wrapped in countless layers of filling.

One layer of frost, one layer of War Mist, one layer of divine ritual.

And another layer of every kind of rule-based seal.

Three layers within, three layers without, piled one atop another in complexity beyond measure.

And just moments ago, a new color had appeared atop this "sandwich biscuit."

They were maple leaves in a riot of purple and crimson. Countless leaves drifted beyond the plane, like a barrier independent of the laws of the universe, completely enshrouding the Rogge Plane within.

For that very reason, when the Red Knight used the War Mist to sense it, he simply could not