The Ganges Rift, India.
Black energy kept surging from the depths of the rift.
All the Transcendents stationed nearby had gone on alert. Numerous formations activated at once, and the once-calm river continued to churn.
But Agni had not ordered more personnel to be sent in.
He sat alone on a boulder not far from the rift, watching the increasingly unstable seal ahead.
After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.
Golden light appeared around his body, and a thread of causality emerged in his perception.
Agni did not search for what had happened along this thread of causality. His consciousness went straight to its end.
There, he saw that the Ganges Rift had vanished amid vast swathes of black energy. The seal had shattered completely, ruins left by battle littered the banks, and countless Indian Transcendents lay fallen near the rift.
He was among them.
Yet the Moon Lord was still alive.
That gray-white figure stood before the fully opened abyssal rift, his body bearing numerous injuries as well.
Agni withdrew his consciousness.
After the first thread of causality faded, a second soon appeared.
This time, the scene at its end was different.
He had not died, but the Ganges Rift had still opened.
Almost all the high-ranking Transcendents India could mobilize had fallen nearby. There were barely any living people left along the entire riverbank.
Agni himself was gravely injured as well.
The second thread of causality dissipated, followed immediately by a third.
The Ganges had still been opened. The difference was that this time, India had preserved more of its people.
The Transcendents originally stationed near the rift had retreated to the rear. A new defensive line had appeared in India's heartland, holding back the hordes of abyssal creatures pouring out from the direction of the