The journey through the jump channel lasted for unknown length of time.
Here, time loses its meaning.
Just a moment ago, everyone saw a decaying star turning into a gorgeous nebula outside the "window".
The next moment, they saw a broken dragon corpse of unknown origin, floating quietly past the world.
Just when all living creatures were gradually getting used to this bizarre sight.
At the end of the passage, a little light appeared.
That is not the light of hope, nor the light of exit.
It was a... gray-white, dead, lifeless... light curtain.
Coming!
Everyone's hearts were in their throats at this moment.
The next second.
"Primordial World Ark", which carries thousands of worlds, was like a detached cannonball, slamming into the gray-white light curtain!
Rumble, rumble--!!!
A violent collision between "existence" and "existence" that cannot be described in any sound resounded throughout the world!
Primordial World's Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane, under this terrifying impact, let out an overwhelmed, on the verge of breaking, wail!
Inside the world, Mountains and Rivers collapsed, rivers poured in, and countless dark cracks burst out in the void!
It seems as if the whole world will completely disintegrate in this "hard landing" at any time!
At this critical moment.
Gu Changqing, standing in front of Daoist Temple, just raised his eyelids slightly.
An invisible, gentle, but absolutely Order "Tao" rhyme, with him as the center, instantly spread to the entire Primordial World Boundary Sea.
The Divine Mountain, which was about to collapse, was forcibly righted.
The rushing river was instantly smoothed.
The ferocious space cracks seemed to have been wiped by invisible hands, and they healed as before in an instant.
A catastrophe that was enough to cause the world to collapse was completely eliminated with just one look from him.
But the aftermath of the impact still made all living beings feel the weight of "reality".
When the world finally stabilizes completely.
All the creatures couldn't wait to rush out of their Cave Abode and houses, wanting to take a look at this brand new world.
Then, they were all stunned.
Everyone's faces showed confusion, confusion, and... A Trace A chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.
The sky is gray.
A pure gray without any impurities, like the eyes of a dead person.
No Taiyang, no moon, no stars.
There is only an eternal, oppressive gray.
The earth is black.
A black color as hard as iron that absorbs all light.
What is under your feet is not soil, but a black crystal mixed with countless tiny Law fragments, exuding a cold, metallic luster.
The air was filled with a disgusting smell of rust and Decay.
There is no wind here.
In other words, the wind is still here.
The whole world is eerily quiet.
Apart from the voices of one's own ethnic group, no other voices can be heard.
There was no chirping of birds, no chirping of insects, no A Trace... sign of life.
Look around.
The vast black plain stretches to the end of the field of vision.
On the plain, the only "scenery" that can be seen is an unimaginably huge... skeleton.
A rib that is as winding as a mountain range is inserted diagonally into the black earth.
The head of an unknown creature larger than Kunlun Mountain, with two bottomless lacquered Black Hole holes in its eye sockets.
Further away, a broken finger bone that seemed to be able to hold up the sky was lying there quietly, with a faint divinity that had lasted for hundreds of millions of years Indestructibility still remaining on it.
Where... is this?
Paradise?
No, this is even more desolate than hell... the realm of death!
This is what Pangu yearns for, and where Master leads them... Above the Heavens?
The huge psychological gap has plunged countless creatures into deep confusion and panic.
For the strong ones at Yang Jian and Nezha, their feelings are more intuitive and... uncomfortable!
"So... heavy!"
Nezha jumped down from Wind-Fire Wheels. He just made a simple landing action, but the black crystal earth under his feet made a crisp sound, and he stepped on a spider web-like crack.
He was shocked to find that his body seemed to be filled with billions of tons of mercury.
Every movement requires hundreds of times more strength than in Primordial World!
"Space Law here... the density is too high!"
Yang Jian's face was solemn. He tried to run Mystic Arts, but found that the flow of Magic Power became obscure and sluggish, like swimming in a quagmire.
His mythical body of the Great Luo, which is capable of destroying galaxies in a single thought in the prehistoric world, here needs to consume huge amounts of energy just to maintain its own existence.
He felt that he had been "weakened".
No, it's not a weakening.
It's the "level" of this world, it's too high!
The Law here is like fine steel. The Law of Primordial World is just wood.
These strong men who were kings and hegemons in the world of "wood" would naturally feel restricted in every aspect when they came to the world of "stainless steel"!
"The 'Qi of Above the Firmament' here cannot be absorbed directly!"
Sect Master Tongtian frowned, he tried to breathe out, and a wisp of gray-white air was sucked into his body.
The next moment, that stream of air transformed into billions of sharpest steel knives in his meridians, cutting everything crazily!
If it weren't for his powerful sword, just this one blow would be enough to seriously injure him!
All the disciples were silent.
They finally understood.
This is not heaven.
Here is a higher dimension and more cruel... hunting ground!
These "ascended ones" from the lower-dimensional world are the weakest and most delicious... prey here!
Just when everyone felt extremely solemn and even a little uneasy.
The figure in white, who had never shown any sign of Transformation from beginning to end, finally made a move.
Gu Changqing looked around at the vast land named "Abandoned Heaven Wasteland", with no solemnity or disappointment in his eyes.
Only A Trace seems to be looking at the... calmness of his own back garden.
He spoke calmly, his voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of every disciple clearly.
"It's nice here."
"Good for... as a starting point."
The words just fell.
Gu Changqing's gaze suddenly turned to a certain direction in the wasteland.
His eyes condensed slightly.
As if penetrating the endless, dead void.
There, an extremely weak, but full of greed, malice and A Trace... surprise peek Divine Sense, flashed away.