Absolute darkness was not emptiness, but something viscous and substantial, as though formed from congealed ink. Alongside it came heat so extreme that it could burn everything in existence-ordinary iron weapons, refined-gold treasures, even the Nascent Souls and divine souls of Deity Transformation cultivators-down to their most fundamental particles.
The Primordial Magnetic Void-Piercing Shuttle gave one last, overburdened wail, like shattering glass, the instant it plunged into the earth's lung fissure. The layers of defensive restrictions on its hull, painstakingly repaired by Han Li and reinforced with Primordial Magnetic Divine Light and demon source power, were as fragile as a soap bubble in sunlight before the destructive tempest woven from raging earth lung demon fire and icy demonic qi. They dissolved and vanished without a sound.
There was no earth-shaking explosion, no shock wave from colliding energies. There was only the most direct, most absolute crushing and erosion at the level of laws. It was as though the shuttle that had once carried Han Li across two realms had never existed.
Han Li had time for only one action. He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of heart's blood onto the warm, smooth Jianmu Heart fragment at his chest, driving it to its utmost! A faint yet incomparably pure trace of yi wood source aura, like the last flame of life, stubbornly shielded his heart meridians and the core of his Sea of Consciousness. At the same time, without hesitation, he unleashed every last bit of the demon source power within him, attempting to form an opposing field of devouring force around his body, hoping to tear open a sliver of survival within that storm of destruction.
Yet all these efforts seemed so futile and insignificant before the earth lung demon fire, which truly touched