In the endless void, all kinds of negative energy collided with each other. This was an eternal land of death. It was pitch-black and there was no light.
Only a few auroras would occasionally flash, and it was extremely dull.
The divine realm tablet was shuttling back and forth aimlessly. The Phantom Dragon looked around with a solemn gaze, hoping to find a crack to rush back to the heavenly martial continent. Otherwise, it might disappear forever in the void if it wandered aimlessly.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, revealing a look of shock. A huge mass of energy was slowly gathering in front of him. It was the most common void particles. It was not a big deal if there were only a few of them, but once they exceeded the range, it was abnormally terrifying.
The ball of void particles grew larger and larger, as if it was on the verge of exploding.
