A colossal rift in space erupted before Yun Lintian, its edges shimmering with chaotic energy, its depths a swirling vortex of distorted time and space. The rift expanded rapidly, stretching towards the fleeing Shadow Demons, its gaping maw a harbinger of imminent destruction.
The Shadow Demons, their senses reeling from the overwhelming power of the attack, their escape route blocked by the chaotic rift, let out roars of terror and despair. They struggled in vain, their shadowy forms writhing and contorting, their powers a mere flicker against the overwhelming force of the Great Laws.
The first Shadow Demon, its form caught in the edge of the rift, was torn asunder, its shadowy flesh dissolving into the chaotic energy, its screams echoing through the distorted space-time.
