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Recalling the deep, greedy dark light he felt inside the coffin, and the terrifying vortex sweeping across the world outside, he understood.
The mystery and eeriness of this coffin truly exceeded his expectations time and again.
He took a deep breath, then held it and tried to use his divine sense to perceive the fundamental laws of heaven and earth.
In an instant, a vast, chaotic will filled with extreme destruction and profound despair, like an icy tide that had been accumulating for millennia, rushed towards him without warning, assaulting his sea of consciousness!
The intensity and directness of this will were far more terrifying than the deathly silence of the starry sea that I had felt in the Divine Spring Land!
Interspersed within are countless mournful howls and furious roars filled with resentment and hatred as gods and demons lay dying.
And a kind of "malice" that made him feel a slight unease, as if it originated from heaven and earth itself, cold and ruthless, wanting to erase everything!
" Eastern Heaven Realm, I've returned."
Li Qingshan's gaze sharpened, a complex emotion flashing in his deep eyes.
Based on his familiarity with the laws of heaven and earth, he confirmed his location: the Eastern Heaven Realm.
But the world before him was completely different from the Eastern Heaven Realm he remembered, a place where various forces fought endlessly and undercurrents surged, yet it was still prosperous, vast, and full of vitality—a world apart!
He raised his head and looked up at the unfamiliar sky.
The sky was no longer the clear, ethereal blue of my memory, but instead presented a morbid, oppressive mix of dark red and sallow, like congealed blood or the festering sores of a dying beast.
High in the sky, huge and ferocious spatial rifts, as if torn apart by supreme power, are clearly visible, like scars on the world.
Occasionally, chilling, turbulent flows of energy, filled with pure destruction, would seep out from those cracks, like the tongues of venomous snakes, licking at this dying world.
He returned, but what he brought back was a world heading towards its end, entering a countdown to destruction.
With a slight thought, Li Qingshan's figure blurred in place, and in the next instant, he quietly appeared in the sky thousands of feet high.
He did not unleash his maximum speed, causing any spatial fluctuations, but instead perfectly concealed his aura, as if he had completely blended into the background of this desolate world.
I began to observe this familiar yet utterly unfamiliar homeland.
His aerial reconnaissance covered only a few hundred thousand miles when an extremely horrific scene, resembling a painting of Hell, came into full view of him without any concealment.
Below lies what was once a vast, undulating sacred mountain land, dotted with palaces. The remnants of glazed tiles and white jade pillars are still faintly discernible, telling the story of the glory and prosperity of a certain Immortal God family in the past.
But at this moment, that area was completely enveloped by a dark gray "rain curtain" that appeared out of nowhere.
That was not the rain that nourishes all things in nature, but the light of divine punishment, condensed from the purest and coldest laws of destruction!
A dark gray curtain of rain poured down silently, within which hundreds of Immortal God struggled and wailed in despair.
Their Divine Body, under the corrosive influence of that gray light, melted and disintegrated rapidly, like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.
The protective magic treasure, which had been refined for thousands of years and shone with brilliance, suddenly dimmed and lost all its spiritual power, as if it were made of paper, and then crumbled into dust inch by inch;
They unleashed their immense divine power and displayed astonishing supernatural abilities in an attempt to break through and resist the rain of death.
However, all efforts seemed so pale and powerless in the face of that gray, rainy curtain, like an ant trying to shake a tree.
A middle-aged immortal, whose cultivation had clearly reached the Mid Immortal God Stage and who was wearing tattered golden armor, roared with fury and fiercely summoned an ancient shield engraved with a Xuan Turtle totem.
The shield unleashed Heavenly God, its earthen-yellow light resembling a heavy mountain, attempting to create a safe zone for him and the remaining dozens of his clansmen.
However, as if mocking this feeble resistance, a dark gray divine lightning bolt, several times thicker, deeper in color, and with a stronger aura of destruction than the other gray lights, struck down with unparalleled precision from the very center of the rain curtain, like a self-aware and judgmental spear!
"Snap!"
A crisp, chilling cracking sound rang out.
The ancient Xuan Turtle Shield let out a mournful cry, its surface instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, its divinity rapidly diminishing, and then it exploded in the next instant, turning into countless fragments that flew in all directions!
The middle-aged immortal, along with the dozens of his clansmen around him whose faces were filled with hope and fear, couldn't even let out a final scream.
It vaporized directly within that terrifying dark gray lightning, its form and soul annihilated, completely erased from this world, leaving not even a trace or a mark of its soul!
The entire process took only ten breaths.
The dark gray rain curtain dissipated as eerily as it had appeared.
The dark gray rain curtain dissipated as eerily as it had appeared.
Below, all that remained was a scorched black land, completely transformed into a dead zone, where even the most basic primordial energy of heaven and earth had been forcibly erased, leaving behind an absolute void, and the nauseating smell of burnt energy lingering in the air after its annihilation.
Li Qingshan's eyes were as cold and heavy as ice.
He knew that this so-called "divine punishment" was not as simple as an ordinary natural disaster; it contained a pure, efficient, and cold will to destroy, existing solely for the purpose of "elimination."
Its precision and ruthlessness, and its efficiency, are outrageously high.
He remained silent for a moment, then continued forward, his divine sense like the finest invisible net, cautiously and continuously spreading outward, capturing and analyzing the countless fragments of information remaining in this dying world, attempting to piece together a more complete picture.
Suddenly, from the farthest horizon, a terrifying roar that shook the universe and seemed to tear apart the soul resounded!
Following that, countless gods and demons unleashed their final, most brilliant, and most desperate divine light before their deaths, blooming briefly like fireworks against the dim sky before quickly fading away!
In Li Qingshan's eyes, the Great Dao Heavenly Eye naturally opened, and a fleeting image of chaos and the rotation of stars flashed across his eyes.
His gaze instantly pierced through layers of spatial barriers and energy turbulence, revealing a scene that made even his pupils shrink.
A gigantic, unimaginably large beast claw covered the sky for hundreds of thousands of feet!
The beast's claws were covered in thick, dark gold scales, as heavy as mountains, with curved, sharp nails that gleamed with a cold metallic luster.
The fingertips were enveloped in a primordial and violent chaotic aura, as if they had traversed time and space from the very beginning of the primordial era!
It made no fancy moves, just a cold, indifferent press downwards!
"BOOM!!!!"
A deafening roar, far exceeding the force of thunder, resounded as if the very foundations of the world were crumbling!
Below, there is the residence of a powerful, ancient, and majestic God King- level family, built atop a floating divine mountain.
Together with its protective array, which has been reinforced over countless generations, the hundreds of thousands of people who have lived and multiplied within it, and the majestic sacred mountain itself that bears witness to ten thousand years of glory and history.
With this press, the sand table creation, as if wiped away by an invisible giant hand, instantly turned into ashes and returned to nothingness!
Where it stood, only a bottomless, mirror-smooth, enormous palm print remained, deeply imprinted on the distorted Void and the shattered earth, radiating a despairing residual power!
The dark golden giant claw then retracted without pause, disappearing into the widest and deepest spatial rift in the sky, as if the earth-shattering blow had merely been an unintentional slap on a group of eyesores.
Li Qingshan stood silently, his robes fluttering in the chaotic storm caused by the energy impact from afar.
This level of power has already surpassed the reach of ordinary God Emperor. It contains a ruthlessness and strength that is almost like the "rules of the world" themselves, carrying an unquestionable power of annihilation.
His divine sense continued to search like the most patient hunter, capturing more chaotic and desperate streams of information from all directions.
He "saw" that in many places, gods and demons did not only die from precise divine punishment or terrifying giant claws; more often than not, they were frantically killing each other!
An invisible, chaotic will, capable of eroding the mind and amplifying all the dark sides of the heart, spreads like a deadly plague to every corner of the world.
One moment comrades-in-arms are fighting side by side and supporting each other for survival, the next moment their eyes are bloodshot, controlled by a crazy desire to kill, and they ruthlessly plunge their divine weapons into their comrades' chests;
Within the tranquil cultivation cave, which had stood for centuries, a disciple raised a murderous knife against his master.
In the panicked escape, in the fight for a slim chance of survival, past camaraderie and morality vanished, replaced by the ugliest and most primal forms of slaughter and betrayal.
The entire Heavenly Realm, regardless of east or west, gods or demons, has been completely reduced to a purgatory soaked in blood and madness.
Reason and order, like thin ice under the sun, have long since melted away, leaving only the most primal instincts for survival and the desire for destruction to dominate everything.
By integrating these fragmented memories, lingering resentments, and the horrific scenes he had witnessed, a clear picture, enough to instill despair in any living being, slowly emerged in his steadfast heart:
The destruction of the Heavenly Dao has reached its most tragic and merciless climax.
Those ancient deities who were said to have lived in seclusion for countless millennia may have already been forced to reveal themselves.
But in the face of this cataclysmic event that sweeps across the Three Realms and Six Paths and indiscriminately "harvests" all powerful beings, the power of an individual, even God Emperor or stronger, seems so insignificant and powerless.
The Eastern Heaven Realm was once teeming with Immortal God, and countless beings coexisted there. But now, perhaps only one in a hundred, or even one in a thousand, remains!
He stood silently in the Void, his body naturally emanating an invisible field that repelled all the chaotic wills and destructive energies that tried to invade, making it impossible for them to get close.
Looking at this homeland that was once familiar but is now completely unfamiliar, and is gradually collapsing and disappearing before his eyes, Li Qingshan's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and no one could see the bottom of them.
Returning to the familiar place, everything had changed, and the world seemed to be collapsing.