Among the starfields, various energies intertwined like a boiling broth under fierce flames, wantonly impacting everything around.
Only one golden figure stood firm in the center, unwavering.
The starfield was silent.
The energy intensity before them had pierced through three layers of spatial structure, affecting the Dimension World, forcibly tearing open huge rifts that snaked outwards.
The flowing energy substances from within were like cosmic blood, with the rifts constantly expanding, an instinctive attempt of the Dimension World to intrude into the Main Universe.
The energy impact made this void structure become fragmented, and the Universe's self-repair ability was infinitely weakened.
Everyone present, being high-level lifeforms, naturally understood the destructive power of these energies.
