A layer of dark light shrouded that place. Beyond it lay a boundless expanse of land.
Within that vast territory stood several mountains of piled rubble, steeped in deathly silence.
Among those mountains, an immense humanoid figure lay back on a stone chair. His body was broken, utterly motionless, as though he had already died.
At that moment, Shi Hao's entire body tensed. His eyes shone like two golden lamps. He knew that the being reclining on the imperial throne carved from a stone mountain was a true Immortal Emperor.
The collapse of countless great worlds across all heavens and myriad realms had been connected to this being.
Merely sitting there and breathing through his mouth and nose, across a seal, had produced such terrifying consequences. It was difficult to imagine what a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering sight he would present if he were whole.
The Twin Stones exchanged a glance, each releasing immeasurable light to see more clearly.
Boom!
They employed their most powerful means, and their gazes finally pierced the dark light, revealing the Immortal Emperor in full.
Beneath the blood-colored dusk, black mist roiled through the desolate mountains of rubble. It was the most terrifying dark matter, capable of corroding even Quasi-Immortal Emperors who could not withstand it. On the enormous stone chair, a being lay in utter silence.
His entire body was pitch-black and incomplete. Some parts had already rotted, and wisps of dark origin essence rose from his wounds.
That was the true birthplace of dark matter, at least within this world.
This being was terribly broken. A shocking gash ran from his head all the way down to his abdomen. Half his head was missing, and his left arm had vanished as well. He looked utterly wretched.
"Even an Immortal Emperor was torn apart?"
Shi Hao