CRACKLE...
The Jingque Sword and the Treasure Manual collided in mid-air. Sparks flew at the point of contact, and a piercing shriek echoed without end.
Zhu Ju held his Treasure Sword, his expression grave.
His strike hadn't truly damaged the Treasure Manual. Instead, it had provoked it into a frenzied vibration.
Ripples, invisible to the naked eye, swept out in all directions, extending for thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of miles.
All things twisted, transformed, and devoured one another.
Until...
The silhouette of a behemoth gradually began to emerge.
This fusion disregarded the strength of its victims; even a Holy King Beast would be affected.
The vast ocean turned into a flowing jelly, and countless sea fish and Exotic Beasts slowly melted into it.
A colossal monster roared at the sky, its lower body already fused with a mountain.
