At that moment, Iris looked up to see what was happening above.
And then she saw:
The six-layered Beihai, with all the spaces dyed purple, all filled with countless falling fragments.
The fourth layer was already shattered beyond recognition, the fifth looked as if the entire space had been destroyed by lava. Cyan Simurgh stood on the only intact ground, blankly looking upward with the Hatcher.
On the sixth layer, dozens of long violet-black arcs completely severed and melted the space.
On the seventh layer, countless Mirror Beasts struggled to emerge from the mirror shards, only to be vaporized by a massive streak of violet in an instant.
On the eighth layer, Catastrophe Dragons flew chaotically and roared, continuously spitting dragon's breath, but accidentally brushed by violet air from above, melting in half.
Until the ninth layer, at the end of the defensive line, at the center of the crack in the sky, was that nearly indistinct violet figure.
