Ye Jun wanted to close his eyes but couldn't. The blade struck the earth, and the world simply came apart at the seam.
Fractures exploded outward from the point of impact in every direction simultaneously, swallowing what remained of the battlefield whole, consuming the dead and the Infernal Creatures alike without distinction.
The flames poured into those fractures like water finding its level, rushing downward into the earth's depths and then erupting back upward in geysers that turned the horizon a deep, suffocating red.
Everything was ending.
And still the creature drove the blade deeper.
Space buckled and folded around it like old cloth. Chasms opened that had no visible bottom to them, only that same red glow burning from somewhere impossibly far below.
The sky cracked next, physically cracked, hairline fractures of darkness spreading across it the same way they had spread across the ground, as if the world above and below were finally giving in to the same inevitability.
