Greenwood World.
Terra Continent lay in ruins.
Its continental plates had fractured, and tides of Psionic Power surged unchecked.
Beams and bursts of energy in black, red, blue, and purple swept across the continent.
The environment, already ravaged by the arrival of extreme cold, grew worse still.
Watching the Transdimensional Council fight from the Shadow Dimension, Yu Yuan felt his eyes opened to a whole new level of power.
"No wonder they're the Transdimensional Council. Even the Source of Corruption can only run."
With the Star Disciple sealing off every escape route, the Source of Corruption could not get away.
Though he was far stronger than this world's transdimensionals, his escape from the New World had left him badly wounded, and the Civilization Ladder suppressed him. Faced with so many enemies, all he could do was maneuver and search for a way out.
It helped that he had already transformed Terra Continent into a land of corruption, weakening the transdimensionals' Psionic Power by more than ten percent. Otherwise, he would have died on the spot.
Even so, his situation grew steadily worse.
One pair of fists could not fend off so many hands.
His moth body grew more and more battered.
Damn it. How can the Civilization Ladder's suppression be this strong? I can barely hold on! The thought flashed through the Source of Corruption's mind.
At the same time, he felt the threat from the Civilization Ladder intensify.
The transdimensional from the Hall of Fate kept casting radiant clouds of light over the Source of Corruption, while the Lava Demon King sent scorching magma erupting from underground to contest the black oil for territory.
The Frost Demon King showed his usual cunning, constantly weaving between the other transdimensionals.
He either kept the Lava Demon King in front of him