The eternity of the Elfen world was filled with silver Mists which was as sharp as a divine blade. The void was directly drilled through and even the chaotic flow of space could both be seen and felt.
The dimension collapsed in on itself with the sounds of shattering glasses. The domains of fire and ice split apart, pouring into the endless void, Jia Lin placed his hands together as the God mirror fell down and stopped above his head.
Bang bang
Wind blades continuously collided with the God mirror, causing the air space around Jia Lin to exploded. The ground around him burst open with hundreds of sword marks for hundreds of meters in length, this sight, if seen by normal warriors would leave them shaking in their boots. The god mirror shined out with a golden light as the roar of a drag
