"Ah, to reshape the world, I first have to replenish some of the vital origin of this Great Realm on the verge of shattering." Qin Tian rubbed his forehead, his voice full of helplessness.
Only when he viewed the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands from his current perspective did he realize how severely damaged this world was.
Even calling it riddled with a thousand wounds and a hundred holes was insufficient.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands of old had at least retained the constitution of the Immortal Domain, with the possibility of recovering on its own. The Nine Heavens could unite, enter an age of declining Dharma, and wait through endless ages, yet still blossom with new vitality and become a new Primordial Immortal Realm.
But the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands before him... truly defied a simple explanation.
From his perspective, the current Nine Heavens and Ten Lands resembled a house that let the wind in everywhere. Chaos qi had already invaded its interior, leaving only the wooden pillars around it (the world barriers) and a patch of ground barely big enough to plant an awl beneath his feet (the starry world).
A Human Dao Great Emperor could tour the entire universe in little time, showing how limited its expanse was. It was far, far smaller than the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands of the past.
And the structure and stability of heaven and earth were a complete mess, as though anyone could kick it down with a single blow.
It had already reached the world's limit, like a dried-up pool filled with sludge, with only a palm-sized patch of dirty water left for fish to survive in.
He deeply suspected that, without the trace of will left behind by the Desolate Heaven Emperor, a world like this