Splat.
All the Martial Artists of Da Xuan World only heard a noise like slicing through a watermelon.
They looked ahead at the void with shock in their eyes, seeing countless white threads instantly rearrange themselves, like a painting severed and then displaced, repeating this process countless times in a moment, turning the entire void into vast and infinite dislocated space-time!
Whether it was the lowly Ancient Demons, Heavenly Demons, or the Commanders of the Demon Clan, or even the Five Great Army Commanders, whether they had physical bodies or incorporeal forms, they were all frozen within, fragmented into countless displaced points of light.
Finally.
