When immortals fought, mortals suffered; even fish in the moat were caught in the disaster. Even a casual movement from an immortal could bring a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering catastrophe upon mortals, let alone now, when the entire Immortal Realm had been shaken and its elite forces had all been trapped to death within Fallen Saint Valley.
Fallen Saint Valley and Hundred Sages Mountain had both begun to stir. Battles between Half-Saints and all manner of clashes rose one after another; from the very beginning of the war, its effects had gradually begun to show.
All across the vast universe, terrifying disasters continuously emerged. Countless stars shattered, starfields were destroyed, and rivers of stars stretching billions of miles broke apart.
No matter what civilization it was, it appeared so insignificant before such destructive power. They had no way to resist it, and understood even less why this was happening.
For often, an entire stretch of starry sky, countless stars, billions of lives, and numerous civilizations would be annihilated in an instant.
Compared to the situation in the vast starry sky, the endless lands within the Great World were far more solid. They had once been part of the Immortal Realm. Though the Only True Sage had separated them out and they no longer possessed such immense Immortal Qi, they were still far sturdier and more powerful than ordinary stars.
Yet even so, they too began to crack apart without cease. Rifts stretching a million li appeared, mountains were destroyed, volcanoes erupted, boundless grasslands collapsed in an instant, and towering peaks that pierced the heavens suddenly became ruins.
Even some ancient ruins from the Honghuang Era were dragged into this. Those ancient, powerful formations seemed just as fragile beneath this destructive force.
Before such a catastrophic disaster, human strength seemed so small. Even