Boom…
A terrifying explosion erupted, and the world between heaven and earth was engulfed in blinding white light, rendering everything invisible.
"Hmm?" Duan Hongchen, who had been charging toward Wu Kuang intending to drag him down with a self-detonation, suddenly furrowed his brow. A wave of deep unease surged from the depths of his heart.
Wu Kuang had detonated the Primordial Gale before he could.
What was he doing?
Before he could make sense of it, the shockwave from the destruction of heaven and earth was already spreading in every direction.
This was the aftermath of the Primordial Gale's self-detonation. Wherever the violent gale swept through, everything was reduced to nothingness, ceasing to even exist.
Even this bizarre world shattered in an instant. Cracking sounds echoed from every corner—it was clear the space could not hold for much longer.
"No good!" Duan Hongchen seemed to realize something. He hurriedly tapped several vital acupoints on his own body in rapid succession, and the trend toward self-detonation was immediately suppressed.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The gale struck, sending him staggering left and right, like a lone leaf tossed upon the sea in the midst of a raging storm, liable to capsize at any moment. Fortunately, the origin power of the White Yi Divine Wood had been guarding beside him all along, providing at least some measure of protection. Even so, his robes were shredded and his flesh was a bloody mess.
Straining to release his Divine Sense, he clearly perceived Wu Kuang's skeleton crumbling apart in the wake of the Primordial Gale's detonation, gradually turning to fine dust.
This skeleton, which had slumbered for tens of thousands of years and belonged to the Sky-Devouring Emperor, had finally been utterly destroyed today. In other words, the Sky-Devouring Emperor Wu Kuang would never be able to reconstruct his physical body again.
Yet Duan Hongchen felt not the slightest joy. Instead, the situation felt even more dire.
Rumble rumble rumble…
The sound of heaven crumbling and earth splitting rang out as this bizarre world could hold on no longer and collapsed entirely.
A colossal black hole took shape. In mere seconds, it devoured everything in the area, then shuddered once before vanishing without a trace.
Inside the void corridor connected to the black hole, Yang Kai drifted with the current, dizzy and disoriented, his face still pale with lingering fear.
He had only just advanced to the Sovereign Emperor realm and was reveling in his newfound strength and the transformation of his Emperor Yuan. He never expected that the residual shockwave from the battle between two Emperors would annihilate that entire bizarre world.
He had no time to flee before being swallowed by the black hole into this void corridor.
Even though he had been far from the battlefield of the two Emperors, he had still sustained considerable injuries. After being pulled into this place, it took a good while before he gradually regained his bearings, his face still etched with shock.
What exactly had happened between the two Emperors, he had no idea. Earlier, all his attention had been focused on his breakthrough and advancement. By the time he sensed something was wrong, everything was already a foregone conclusion.
What had become of the Red Dust Emperor? Was he alive or dead?
Duan Hongchen shared deep ties with the Azure Sun Divine Palace. After all, Palace Master Wen Zishan had been personally raised by Duan Hongchen, and Yang Kai himself could be considered a registered Disciple of the Azure Sun Divine Palace. Naturally, he was concerned about his fate.
Even without that connection, the Red Dust Emperor had set life and death aside, spending tens of thousands of years continuously severing his own cultivation to venture into the Shattered Star Sea in search of Wu Kuang's trail, his heart devoted to the welfare of all living beings. That alone was enough to command the utmost respect.
That terrifying power just now was most likely the result of someone's self-detonation. The only person Yang Kai could think of was the Red Dust Emperor choosing to self-detonate, intending to perish together with Wu Kuang.
At that thought, Yang Kai's expression darkened, feeling that the Red Dust Emperor had truly been utterly annihilated—body and soul alike.
He coughed up several mouthfuls of stale blood, retrieved some healing pills from his space ring, and popped them into his mouth like beans. Only then did he sit cross-legged and release his spiritual sense to examine his own condition.
The moment he looked, Yang Kai was suddenly startled.
When he deployed his spiritual sense, he detected a pair of sinister eyes fixed intently upon him—and those eyes were not coming from the surroundings, but from within his own body.
His face changed drastically. He formed a hand seal with one hand and murmured a low command: "Condense!"
The next instant, his spiritual soul body manifested within his Consciousness Sea.
Inside the Consciousness Sea, an extra figure had appeared out of nowhere, standing quietly above the churning waves, examining its surroundings with an air of great interest, clicking its tongue in amazement.
Yang Kai stared at the figure, his face grim, and ground out through clenched teeth: "Wu Kuang!"
At the sound of the shout, the figure slowly turned around, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. His features carried a natural authority that commanded respect without anger, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp, penetrating light.
Though Yang Kai had never seen this man's face before, he recognized his identity at a single glance.