The fiercest wave of "meteor rain" fell for an entire day.
That day, throughout the Immortal Cultivation Realm, not only ordinary living beings but even cultivators wore expressions of terror.
Had the heavens collapsed?
In truth, even the Divine Spirits scattered across the world were exceedingly tense.
No Divine Spirits had fallen yet, but cases of severely injured Divine Spirits had already appeared.
For Divine Spirits granted their titles by decree, when the entities upon which those decrees were bestowed were heavily damaged, they too suffered devastating injuries.
What worried them even more was this: when would this "meteor rain" finally end?
Even Zhang Yang, who knew the truth behind it, wore an exceptionally grave expression.
More fragments had fallen into the Immortal Cultivation Realm than he had imagined, and the situation was far more severe.
Moreover, he discovered something—was the Azure Cloud Continent fucking cursed or something?
Why were so many fragments, especially the large ones, all plunging toward the Azure Cloud Continent... and there were no shortage of small ones either!
Thinking back, when those Demon Lords had been sent to the Lower Realm by the Demon Venerable, they had also landed on the Azure Cloud Continent.
He himself had landed on the Azure Cloud Continent too...
Could this be the "placenta" of heaven and earth...
As the fragments falling from the sky gradually grew fewer, Zhang Yang let out a breath of relief.
He could foresee that these fragments had definitely not finished falling; more would continue to descend afterward.
This would be a prolonged process, continuing until there were no more fragments left in the Void.
However, the later fragments would truly be nothing more than "fragments," and their threat would be greatly reduced.
Zhang Yang sighed. Looking at the Azure Cloud Continent, riddled everywhere with