Boom!
The enormous Rune struck the ground, whipping up towering clouds of dust that surged and churned, sending sand and stones flying.
The Rune became a vast net of golden light, spreading without cease until it could cover the entire Divine Realm, seemingly seeking to trap some consciousness within it.
The enormous face formed from the Divine Realm's land struggled unwillingly to break through the net, pushing a bulge up into it.
Another mountain turned into a giant hand, frantically trying to tear through the Rune net from beneath.
The enormous black-robed phantom of Su Mo watched the giant shadow struggling beneath his feet, raised his enormous brush, and reached out to draw a Rune.
Just then, Great Calamity's voice rang out in Su Mo's Spirit Sea. "You can't smash the Divine Realm apart. Even borrowing the Book of Life and Death's power, you only have enough strength for two strikes at most."
"With one strike left, you can't do any real damage."
"And after that strike, you'll either die or, at best, be gravely wounded!"
The enormous black-robed Su Mo watched the giant face beneath his feet, which was about to break through the net, and shook his head, replying within his Spirit Sea, "Who said I was going to keep smashing it?"
"Then what are you going to do?" Great Calamity asked.
Su Mo did not answer. Instead, he raised the enormous brush, lightly drew a stroke in the air, and murmured an incantation.
"Flowers bloom on the Other Shore..."
"The River of Forgetfulness flows backward..."
As those eight words left his lips, a stroke fell...
In the void above the Divine Realm, where there was no sky, a deep Star River gradually appeared.
The Star River flowed down from the horizon, then flowed back toward it.
It