I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

He abandoned his physical body.

A silver soul burst forth from the head, traveling at a speed exceeding 300,000 kilometers per second.

The space in front of him folded continuously.

With just one step, he could cross the rift in the world.

But as soon as the silver soul left the body, a thin gray-white line appeared on its chest.

The Nine Netherworld Judgment

The lifeline has broken.

The soul that had ripped through the sky suddenly stopped in front of the rift in the world.

He was less than a hundred meters away from the gray chaos.

A hundred meters is hardly a distance for a tenth-level spatial expert.

But that hundred meters can no longer be crossed.

The silver soul began to turn to ashes from its feet.

Liekong turned his head, his four eyes fixed on Shen Tian.

"The ancestral court... will not let you get away with this..."

"Then let them come."

Shen Tian raised his hand.

The world-destroying divine punishment sword flew back into his palm.

"I'll be waiting on Earth."

The blade swept across.

The blade sliced ​​through the soul.

The head of the cleavage shot into the sky, its soul and body disintegrating at the same time.

The six-winged Dharma image, which stood 100,000 meters tall, was covered in cracks and then exploded with a bang!

Silvery specks of light filled the sky.

Each point of light contains the laws of space, so densely packed that it resembles a galaxy spanning 100,000 kilometers.

The moment it crashed through the void, the surrounding space underwent a massive displacement.

If Shen Tian hadn't used the Asura World to suppress it, the entire West Sea Fleet would have been torn to pieces by these misalignments.

"Another mid-stage tenth-tier cultivator has been killed."

"Not your average mid-stage tenth rank."

Augustus gazed at the silvery starry sky.

"Lie Kong has mastered the laws of space. In terms of survival ability, he is even harder to kill than Yuan Mo."

As Ryan watched Shen Tian's retreating figure, the blood in his chest boiled uncontrollably.

Ninth rank, reversed the mid-tenth rank.

It was completed amidst continuous battles and the collapse of planes.

"Rift is dead!"

But no one was at ease, because a heavy problem lay before them.

Three days later, Blue Star will be gone.

An endless world is about to devour the blue planet.

Ouyang Qianjue sheathed his sword and looked at Shen Tian.

Rift's physical body has completely dissipated.

However, the silver galaxy formed by the laws of space did not dissipate. Instead, under the pull of some force, it rapidly converged towards the center.

Shen Tian spread his five fingers.

The Asura world descended with a suction force.

Hundreds of millions of fragments of spatial laws transformed into a silver torrent, crashing into the entrance to the world.

Rumble!

Within the Asura World, the edges of the continent began to expand.

The previously chaotic spatial structure quickly stabilized.

A layer of silver crystal wall grows along the edge of the three-million-kilometer continent, extending outward by more than eight thousand kilometers per second.

The mountain range rose up.

The earth extends.

The Yellow Springs River broke through its original course and rushed into the newly formed territory.

The spatial laws accumulated over thousands of years by the Rift Void were continuously devoured by the Asura World.

Shen Tian's aura then surged.

The level of cultivation did not improve.

The triple boundary wall has been upgraded to a quadruple boundary wall.

Simultaneously.

A silvery-white crystal floated in mid-air.

It is only the size of a fist, its surface is full of gaps, but its interior reflects a strange continent.

On the mainland, silver mountain ranges stretch for hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

Three white moons hung in the sky, their light condensing into a waterfall that cascaded down from the starry sky to the earth.

The image lasted only a moment.

The continents inside the crystal shattered with a deafening roar.

Ouyang Qianjue stepped to Shen Tian's side, his gaze falling on the crystal.

"The origin of the world?"

"Incomplete".

Shen Tian raised his hand and grabbed.

The silvery-white crystal trembled violently, trying to escape into the rift in the world.

That is the origin of the world belonging to the Rift Sky.

At the height of his power, Rift Sky was already a late-stage tenth-tier god.

A thousand years ago, when crossing the world rift of endless worlds, the realm fell.

The fundamental principles of the law have been damaged.

The eighteen laws of order fell simultaneously, locking the silver-white crystal in the center.

The crystals collided wildly.

Each impact can shatter tens of thousands of kilometers of space into fragments.

The entrance to the Asura world had already enveloped all directions, and the mass projected from the three million-kilometer continent firmly pressed it to its original position.

"Since you brought it..."

Shen Tian clenched his five fingers.

"Don't leave."

The silvery-white crystal was dragged into the Asura world.

boom!

The whole world sank down.

The spatial origins remaining in the Rift are still struggling.

The silver light struck the crystal wall again and again, and each burst caused the newly formed continent to crack open for thousands of kilometers.

However, the eighteen-law sequence chain has already been embedded in the crystal.

The underworld surged in from all directions.

The Asura World is like a giant millstone in operation, slowly and continuously crushing the silver-white crystals and stripping away the will belonging to the Rift of Space.

Shen Tian withdrew his gaze.

Outside the crack, gray fog was churning.

The Abyss army, which had originally gathered on the other side of the world's barrier, had fallen silent at some point.

Tens of thousands of skull dragons folded their wings.

The abyss demon, whose height exceeded ten thousand meters, lowered its head.

Even those colossal beasts, whose size rivals that of small celestial bodies, pressed their massive forms against the shattered earth.

On the dark red continent, a road was cleared.

The roads are 300,000 kilometers wide.

At the end, the space continues to collapse inward.

A black temple slowly rose from the depths of the gray fog.

It is not a physical entity.

It was merely a phantom projected from across dimensions by some kind of force.

But when the temple appeared, the chaotic turbulence around the crack paused for half a second.

Two purplish-black celestial bodies hung behind the temple.

The cold light fell, casting long shadows on the twelve dark purple stone pillars.

Baal slowly opened his eyes on the throne.

His gaze pierced through the endless distance and landed on Shen Tian.

Like a god sitting high on the throne of civilization, he lowered his gaze for the first time to examine the human on the ground who dared to raise his sword against him.

At the same time, alarms sounded in the Western Fleet.

The hundreds of screens in front of Solomon turned red one after another.

The next instant, all the instruments went black.

The Leviathan plummeted three thousand meters.

It's not an engine failure.

Instead, the surrounding space experienced a seven-hundred-fold increase in gravity the instant Baal opened his eyes.

The steel deck groaned shrilly.

Thousands of martial artists slammed their knees to the ground, their leg bones cracking repeatedly.

Those whose cultivation level is below the sixth rank cannot even lift their heads.

Augustus braced himself against the railing with both hands.

A single projection, separated by just two seats, brought the Leviathan to the brink of collapse.

What if the real body descends?

What kind of terrifying being is this?!

Ouyang Qianjue took half a step forward.

The polarized sword intent spread out from his body, transforming into a pure white area that enveloped the fleet.

They descended rapidly under seven hundred times the force of gravity.

The warriors on the deck were finally able to catch their breath.

"Above the tenth rank."

Ouyang Qianjue stared at the figure on the throne.

He could only sense from afar that the opponent's realm was above the tenth level, but he didn't know the exact level.

Shen Tian stood before the rift in the world.

A three-million-kilometer-long Asura world loomed behind us.

On one side lies the Crimson Continent, teeming with demonic energy.

On one side lies a black plain, where the Yellow Springs rush forth.

The two worlds stand facing each other across a chaotic current less than a hundred meters apart.

That hundred-meter distance is more dangerous than hundreds of millions of kilometers.