On one side, azure-white myriad forms swept backward. Water, stone, wind, clouds, light, and shadow spun and intertwined like a vast Tenebrous Heavenly Wheel, intent on grinding all things between heaven and earth to dust and gathering them within.
On the other, a sea of blood lay heavy. The Primordial Magnetism Divine Mountain rose from the ground, a black sun hung high, a demon lotus suppressed the prison, and blood-colored spear radiance roamed like dragons, resembling a blood-magnetism demon realm rising from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds.
Before the two terrifying forces even collided, the Luo River beneath the Immortal Severing Platform had already been forced apart to either side.
The water sank, exposing the dark riverbed. Countless fish demons and aquatic beasts had no time to flee before the qi spilling from the two arts shattered them into blood mist, which vanished into the churning vapor in an instant.
The watching cultivators in the distance all paled and hastily retreated.
Some Pseudo-Nascent Soul and peak Golden Core cultivators had initially relied on their magic treasures and true essence to remain several dozen li away, hoping for a clearer view.
But when the azure-white myriad forms and the blood-black domain unfolded together, their chests tightened, and their divine souls felt as though two mountains were crushing them at once. More than a dozen Golden Core cultivators with weaker cultivation even spat blood on the spot.
"Fall back! Farther back!"
True Lord Xuanxiao swept his horsetail whisk, gathered up several Sunset Glow Dao Sect disciples behind him, and retreated a hundred li in one go.
"This is no longer an ordinary battle between great cultivators. Even Nascent Soul True Lords who get too close could be dragged into the domain's aftershocks!"
Those words sent an even deeper chill through the