All were transported away in an instant.
At this moment, the entire world was enveloped in an indescribable oppression and fear.
Countless Martial Artists trembled in their hearts, their eyes fixed on that distant and terrifying battlefield.
Their eyes reflected a suffocating scene, as if every inch of space between heaven and earth was writhing and shattering in agony.
The once lush and verdant forest had now become twisted and broken.
Enormous trees, like fragile straw, were crushed into dust by an invisible force, scattered into the void's rifts.
The once gently floating, carefree white clouds were also torn apart by violent energy, vanishing beneath the chaos.
The laws of space seemed to have lost their effectiveness in this duel, breaking apart inch by inch, like a fragile mirror meeting an unyielding blow.
The passage of time also seemed to stall, with every clash of the Beast Gods being a reckless trampling on time and space.
