Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14065 The World Is About to Collapse
The mournful cry was deafening, as if it could shatter one's soul.

Centered on the man in white, a gigantic energy vortex, whose vastness and terror defy description, was instantly created!
This vortex, like a greedy beast, opened its blood-red maw and frantically devoured everything within sight and reach of divine sense.

Stars, meteorites, fragments of laws, and even the chaotic energy permeating the void were all mercilessly swept into it and vanished without a trace.

At the center of that vortex was a dark abyss, seemingly connected to another unknown and terrifying world, inspiring awe and fear.

Under that earth-shattering upheaval, the already dilapidated secret realm instantly plunged into even more frenzied chaos and destruction.

The remains of the shattered mountain range, already crumbling and scattered everywhere, now seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible yet terrifying giant hand.

The debris was instantly ground into the most primitive particles, as fine as dust at the beginning of the universe.

These golden particles, which were originally the solid material that made up the mountains, now seemed like soulless shells, forming a golden torrent that surged yet was powerlessly swept towards the unknown, as if the universe was frantically reclaiming its former creations.

The chaotic spatial rifts, like hideous wounds, relentlessly tore at this void.

They were already in a highly unstable state, but now they were forcibly smoothed out by an even more powerful force. The smoothing process was like a giant hand rubbing a fragile piece of paper, making a chilling "sizzling" sound.

However, this calm was only temporary. Soon after, the power, as if playing a prank, tore the spatial rift open again.

Each tear unleashes a violent surge of spatial primordial energy. The surge, like a silver ribbon, carries sharp light and boundless destructive power, traversing the void with unrestrained force, shattering everything in its path.

The fragments of laws scattered in the void are the "remains" left behind after the collapse of different Great Dao laws.

They shimmered with dangerous, multicolored light—red like fire, blue like ice, and purple mysterious and unpredictable…

Each color represents a once incredibly powerful law or force.

At this moment, these fragments of laws surged forth like a burst dam, overflowing wildly.

They no longer followed any order, colliding, merging, and annihilating each other, releasing even more terrifying energy fluctuations that made the entire void tremble.

Even the massive mountain ranges formed from the remains of gods and demons that had floated for hundreds of millions of years could not escape this catastrophe.

These mountains were once witnesses to the battles between gods and demons, and contain within them a deathly resentment powerful enough to destroy the entire world.

That resentment was the condensation of the gods' and demons' unwillingness and anger before their death, like a demon hidden in the darkness, ready to devour everything at any moment.

At this moment, this deathly resentment was forcibly extracted and stripped away, transforming into streams of murky black energy.

The black energy flow, like a venomous serpent from hell, exuded a nauseating stench, corroding everything in its path beyond recognition.

An endless, visible, colorful torrent of energy, yet imbued with destructive power, erupted completely at this moment.

They were like billions of raging dragons driven by an invisible giant hand, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, their momentum fierce.

From every corner of the secret realm, from every inch of the void, they frantically and recklessly converged on the "man in white" at the center of the vortex.

The scene was both magnificent and terrifying to the extreme, as if it were a secret realm, no, it was the energy of the entire known Bai Ze continent that had found its only outlet at this moment.

This outlet is like an extremely greedy black hole, frantically devouring all the energy around it, whether it is good or evil, gentle or violent, it is all mercilessly sucked in without the slightest pity or mercy.

The man in white was like a supervolcano about to erupt, becoming the sole and insane vessel in this terrifying energy storm.

At this moment, he was like a fragile shell forcibly stuffed into the vast galaxy. The boundless power surged within him, causing his aura to rise wildly at a terrifying speed.

The speed at which it soared was so fast that it seemed to transcend the limitations of time. Every surge of energy was as shocking as the Big Bang, causing the surrounding void to tremble.

His seemingly ordinary white robe had become the most tragic line of defense in this storm of power.

The long robe billowed like a sail, fluttering and rustling, the sound like its painful groans.

Hundreds of millions of ancient and profound Dao patterns emerged on the surface. These Dao patterns may have once possessed mysterious and powerful forces, capable of suppressing a region and protecting its peace.

But at this moment, faced with this extremely violent power, it appeared to be in grave danger, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be completely annihilated at any moment.

His exposed skin also underwent a dramatic change in an instant.

The originally healthy skin tone became transparent, like a thin layer of glass. Through this "glass", you could see that the blood vessels under the skin were no longer normal, but rather dazzling energy veins that twisted and expanded wildly like ancient evil dragons.

These energy channels radiate a dazzling array of colors, yet they also contain an aura of endless destruction. They intertwine and collide, emitting a hissing sound, as if they are engaged in a final, frenzied dance.

His eyes suddenly shot out a dazzling blue light, like two sharp swords piercing the sky.

He exuded an extremely unstable aura, like a super bomb about to explode. The destructive wave, powerful enough to reduce all worlds to nothing, spread wildly in all directions like a surging tide.

The surrounding air was distorted beyond recognition by this fluctuation, forming eerie ripples.

Centered on him, space was no longer a simple collapse, but a complete annihilation!
An ever-expanding, absolute void is rapidly forming.

This void is like a bottomless black hole, devouring everything around it.

The light, that once illuminating everything, was mercilessly erased and vanished without a trace the moment it entered this realm of nothingness.

Sound, the messenger that can convey emotions and information, was also completely extinguished in this void, leaving no trace.
The laws, the mysterious forces that govern the order of the universe, are also subject to the fate of being erased. All existence is ruthlessly wiped out by that pure destructive power, leaving only desolation and darkness.

"Demon King, be careful!"

Behind the young demon king, in the "sea of ​​demons" formation composed of countless powerful monsters, a sudden, piercing scream rang out.