This broken world was collapsing!
In an instant, Zhang Ping realized that the shard of horn he had seized with Psychokinesis was the fulcrum supporting the entire space.
The space itself was irregularly shaped. When pressure bore down on it from outside, it needed a fulcrum to hold itself up.
Zhang Ping did not know what the shard of horn he had found was, but it seemed capable of stabilizing space and suppressing its collapse.
When the Tablet's light ground it completely to dust, the space lost its fulcrum and began to collapse.
Space shattered like glass. At the same time, its three dimensions began to flatten into two.
Countless stars broke into fragments. Some regions still held their original shape, while others caved inward. Some had already flattened into sheets of paper, and torrents of flame burst from the collapsing space.
The Tablet in Zhang Ping's mind shone brighter and brighter. The horn dust suddenly let out a terrifying roar, vaguely formed the shadow of a dragon, and slammed into the Tablet.
That fully activated something within the Tablet. Light streamed out of Zhang Ping's mind. Wherever it passed, space folded and folded again, forming countless strange, kaleidoscopic dimensions.
When that strange distortion spread to the pieces of the Giant Dragon's corpse nearby, the body Zhang Ping had dissected suddenly came back to life.
Its head sprang to life and roared furiously at Zhang Ping. But with its skull cut open, it could only glare at him, unable to attack.
Within the kaleidoscopic dimensions, one ten-thousandth of its head turned to bare bone, another ten-thousandth crawled with maggots, and other parts became ash...
It was a terrifying sight.
Zhang Ping desperately wanted to run, but the space around him was collapsing. By the time he sensed the danger, the