The protective core of the Realm of Shattered Spirit had been weakened, and the space-distorting miasma around it slowly faded away, gradually exposing the area to cosmic radiation. The temperature rose rapidly, the air dissipated, and the energy of the five elements disappeared. Soon, it would become a dead land like the rest of Venus.
The remaining life forms gathered at the Heart Ring. Most of the native species in the Realm of Shattered Spirit were extremely powerful. Even without air and exposure to cosmic radiation, they could survive for a long time. Many of them were moving trees. Their branches grasped the ground, using them to move their huge bodies. It was extremely difficult to move, and the Heart Ring might be the only chance to survive.
The dark red blade in the lava pool was emitting a red light that was almost black. The demonic red light shot straight into the sky, attracting all the creatures to gather here. Once they got close, their minds would be affected and they would attack each other.
Slaughter and destruction were the true colors of this blade. The chaotic energy it contained could evoke the deepest desire to kill.
The only ones who were not affected were a few middle-aged men with stiff faces. The will controlling them was no less than the owner of the blade. They stood in the four corners and waited silently.
Everything had a spirit, and Chaos would not appear for no reason. It had a premonition that its new master would appear, and their purpose was to kill the new master of Chaos.
For a god, an avatar was not as simple as a doppelganger. Its nature was similar to a beehive. Every doppelganger needed to provide nourishment to the mother, but they also had their own independent personality and could be promoted. Once they completely controlled Chaos, they could also be promoted to a god. That was the pinnacle of life, the place that every life yearned for.
The four members of the Sea Race were also affected by the chaotic energy. Fortunately, their body techniques allowed them to connect their minds, so they could barely hold on. They fought and retreated, huddling up on a collapsed stone wall. In front of them was a long and narrow crack in the ground. They could vaguely see the boiling lava. Besieging them was a large group of flying insects. These strange insects were about the size of fleas. Not only were they extremely hard, but they also had a high resistance to elemental energy. They could still jump around in the lava, and their small size made it impossible for them to exert force. They could only activate their energy to protect themselves.
The third brother, Bei Mingjing, was the most tenacious, so he was the least affected by the evil energy. After a few slashes, he found that he could not do anything to these insects. He flashed in front of Bei Mingjing and asked, "Brother, should we retreat?"
"No, this might be our only chance!"
Beiming Si was deeply affected by the evil energy. His face was red and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked at the dark red battle blade that was moving along with the lava in the underground crack.
The highest center of power of the Sea Tribe was the temple. The priests in the temple could communicate with the God of Divergence and control everything, including the birth, work, marriage, and even death of the Sea Tribe. This highly theocratic society naturally aroused the resistance of the middle and lower levels of the Sea Tribe. However, the high priests of the temple were too powerful. They could even trigger the descent of the Evil God. The only way to resist them was to become a god themselves!
As a weapon of the gods, "Great Hustle" was rumored to have the power to destroy stars. When the Astral Elves invaded in the early years, it was this weapon that destroyed the Astral Elves' mothership. Once one obtained this true divine weapon, one would naturally have the capital to resist.
His eyes turned to a middle-aged man floating in the sky. Now he knew the identity of these saints. These people were the incarnations of the gods. Their nature was similar to the high priests of the temple in the tribe. They were not saints that evolved naturally, but were transformed by the gods.
More and more creatures gathered. The two sides of the crack had become a sea of fire and corpses. As the number of dead creatures increased, the red light of the battle blade in the lava became more and more demonic.
"Boom!"
Intense tremors came from the ground as another colossus arrived. It was a golden giant that was hundreds of meters tall and looked like a mountain.
The giant rushed straight. The air was also rippling because of the huge force it carried. When it waved its hand, it was like thunder descending. Some of the creatures that were as large as the complete body of a ferocious beast could not resist at all in front of the giant.
Soon, the golden giant arrived in front of the crack like a ship breaking through the waves. No creature could stop it. Even the incarnations of the Evil God were solemnly retreating.
The golden giant stopped and stretched out its huge hand to grab the dark red battle blade. The strong evil energy had no effect on it at all. It had no consciousness, but its combat power was comparable to that of the gods.
Just as it was about to touch the battle blade, a crack appeared in the void. An equally huge hand reached out to grab it.
The golden giant roared and punched the giant hand. With a loud bang, the void shattered like a mirror. Dark whirlpools appeared and disappeared. The space was also shattered by the force of the two.
Two figures stood on top of the golden giant's head. It was Luo Kai and Nebula.
Relying on Luo Kai's body and the cluster of antimatter, Nebula once again activated the Huang Rong War Puppet. This robot was the crystallization of the most advanced technology of the Astral Tribe. Its body was the marrow of a star's core, and it was endowed with the fighting will of the dead Astral Spirits. Its combat power was comparable to that of the gods.
Although the other creatures in the Shattered Spirit Realm were also very powerful, they were still not on the same level as the gods. However, the Evil God would not let the Astral Spirits take Great Clamor away.
Luo Kai stood on top of the golden giant's head. His thoughts were a little absent-minded. The battle in front of him did not attract his attention. His mind was once again attracted by the dark red battle blade.
It was not because of anything else. It was because this battle blade, like him, cultivated the path of destruction.
Everything had an end and a beginning. Without destruction, how could there be a new life? This was his destiny, and also the destiny of the universe. It was destined from the beginning.
Nebula beside him was controlling the golden giant to fight the giant hand across the void. The two did not have any superfluous tricks. It was a pure competition of strength. Every bombardment of the two created fine cracks in the void.
The main reason was that the Evil God's ability to materialize did not have much effect on the golden giant. It could only attack on the physical level.
Nebula noticed Luo Kai's abnormality because she felt a shocking aura of destruction emerging from him. Just as she was about to say something, Luo Kai jumped down. The void rippled, and he disappeared.
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Luo Kai came to a gray place. It was exactly the same as the space inside the Blade of Severance. There was no concept of space or time.
Strictly speaking, there was no sound, nor was there any image. It was an expanse of eternal nothingness. The silence was maddening.
He sighed softly. Suddenly, he remembered the story of Pangu creating the world. Was Pangu also in a world like this?
A young child's voice sounded in his mind. "It was not easy to get you in here!"
Luo Kai turned his head. A little golden man appeared in the gray space. It was like a sun, revitalizing all the dead silence.