The Void Chaos Battlefield.
Interwoven black and white currents became countless blades capable of shredding all things, roaming freely through the Ancient Battlefield's disordered rules. They carried the lingering supreme pressure of the Four Gods and the Demon Gods, crushing even the void into twisted shapes.
The Lord of Bliss braced against the ruined altar, swaying on the verge of collapse, a body covered in hideous cracks.
Purple-black blood had dried into scabs that clung to a distorted face, and the Lord's aura was faint.
The Lord looked toward the depths of the Chaos Ancient Battlefield, one of the core areas where the Four Gods had fought the Dark Tide Demon God before the curtain rose on the new era.
Black and white chaos currents condensed into void storms, roaring as they swept through everything.
Shattered Rule Fragments could faintly be seen rising and falling within the storms. This was the residual might of the peak confrontation between the Four Gods and the Demon Gods. Even someone at the peak of the Divine Realm would have their soul instantly crushed into nothingness upon taking so much as half a step inside.
The Lord knew the limit had been reached.
The Lord's soul and flesh were already on the brink of collapse under the scouring chaos currents. Taking even one more step forward would leave no chance of survival.
Thus, the final round of baptism would still take place on the fringes outside the Core Circle.
With that decided, the Lord of Bliss controlled the ruined palace and advanced again.
Power released by the clanspeople continuously poured into the Lord's body, offering a little breathing room.
The final round of chaos storms arrived as expected.
The Lord allowed the terrifying power to envelop both body and ruined palace.
In an instant,