A verdant leaf like amber falls gently, fluttering like a feather.
Yet it directly pierces through the true body of a Phantom Primordial Ancestor, dissolving its flesh and blood.
Even the eerie stone coffin suspended behind it explodes instantly, as if countless worlds have shattered.
A tide of mysterious power gushes from the stone coffin, spilling in all directions like a breached cosmic sea.
The entirely dark coffin is not a dead object; on the contrary, it possesses life. The moment it was pierced, not only did an endless stream of mysterious power pour out, but countless spectral shadows like malevolent spirits rushed out, howling continually, echoing across this vast realm.
This place is vast and lofty, magnificent and robust.
The universe conceals myriad forms, while a grain of sand encompasses the cosmos.
