In the depths of space.
There lay an utterly deathly silent Domain, where, across countless light-years, there were only the remnants of one destroyed world after another.
In this Domain of Space-Time, there was no light, no fire or heat, only endless darkness!
Only at the center of the Domain.
There flickered faint traces of a world's firelight, but that firelight was as feeble as a guttering candle in the wind, liable to go out at any moment.
But wherever embers remained was somewhere Jiang Yang could illuminate.
After long years, he had finally found this Great World, most of which had already fallen into gloom, as though stained pitch-black.
Through the sparse flames within this world, he saw that its barriers were already riddled with holes.
More terrifying still, quite a few immense, ugly, twisted creatures, as large as stars, clung to the world's barriers.
They each fought independently, but all used brutally overbearing chaos and negative energy to infect and gnaw away at this pitiful world, which had no power to resist.
These enormous Evil Beings were far too powerful. Perhaps calling them Evil Gods would have been more fitting.
In Jiang Yang's perception, the auras of these star-sized Evil Gods were considerably stronger than his own.
The holes in the world's barriers had been caused by these terrifying Evil Gods.
And within this world, the faintly burning firelight now shone in only one place.
There seemed to be a powerful being there who had yet to be twisted by negative and chaotic forces, doing everything possible to preserve the last patch of pure land.
Without a doubt, this was a Great World on the verge of falling.
And this was precisely the world Jiang Yang needed.
On Mount Tai.
Jiang Yang devoted his full attention to hurriedly