Boom!
An earth-shaking roar suddenly erupted in the chaos. Terrifying power surged, as though it could shatter a million miles of chaos!
With Lin Tian's current cultivation, even a fourth-heaven Heavenly Dao Saint might not have easily blocked this punch, let alone a mere world barrier.
In mere moments, densely packed cracks appeared across the barrier of this Small Thousand World.
Crack!
After a crisp sound of breaking, the entire barrier shattered with a thunderous crash, revealing a vortex-the entrance to this Small Thousand World.
Lin Tian's expression remained calm. Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped forward and entered the Small Thousand World.
The moment he entered this Small Thousand World, a thick deathly aura rushed into his face, making his brow furrow slightly.
"Such a thick deathly aura. Could it be..."
As the thought flashed through his mind, Lin Tian looked out at the world before him.
Dark clouds blanketed the entire world, like a dense shadow shrouding all of heaven and earth.
There were no sun, moon, or stars, no living beings or myriad things. All that met Lin Tian's eyes was deathly silence!
A true deathly silence!
It was not a silence born of oppressive stillness, but as though the entire world had long since died!
Just as I thought!
After sweeping his gaze across this world, Zhao Qing murmured inwardly.
With his current cultivation, even without venturing farther, he instantly understood that the Small Thousand World before him was a world that had already died!
In other words, this world no longer possessed a Heavenly Dao Will, nor did any spiritual energy circulate through it. Like a long-dead corpse, it held nothing but endless cold and deathly silence!
Heaven and earth had their roots, and all things had their source. A world's origin was its very