Those few Nascent Soul disciples lowered their heads to contemplate for a moment, nodded to one another, then headed off in different directions!
This was a place that seemed to have neither heaven nor earth. Within several thousand, even ten thousand li, there was nothing but hurricanes and spatial fragments. The hurricanes raged like madness—either crashing down from the nine heavens, surging up from the nine netherworlds, or rampaging wildly nearby, utterly without pattern! More strangely still, these hurricanes were like a disorderly army. At first, they joined forces and swept across ten thousand li, yet in the blink of an eye, they turned into enemies, colliding desperately with one another as chaotic forces spilled in every direction!
As the hurricanes swept through space, they emitted inexplicable radiance. The faint light sometimes formed straight lines, sometimes fragments, but more often shattered arcs! Within those arcs... were the spatial fragments! At this moment, the spatial fragments were like chunks of ice of all sizes in the ceaseless torrents of winter—some spinning, some drifting, all colliding with one another at random. Collisions between spatial fragments differed from hurricanes. The annihilation of space gave rise to vast spatial force, even more devastating than the hurricanes. At times, it tore apart everything within several or a dozen li; at other times, it erupted with thunderous blasts!
Wave after wave, layer upon layer of ripples capable of ripping mountains and rivers apart surged beyond space and fell toward the distant vault of heaven!
Yet spatial fragments and hurricanes... were not the masters of this space. Once the hurricanes briefly subsided and the spatial fragments calmed, booming roars like earth-shaking, mountain-rattling thunder rose from the depths of space. Then magnificent lights and shadows emerged. Thousands upon tens of thousands of chaotic fluctuations, driven by the power