Crash!
The space shattered like a soap bubble.
A colossal creature was carrying a Dark Stone Tablet on its back, crushing the Great Library, which was as immaculate as white jade, into ruins.
Above the ruins, two godlike figures stood in confrontation.
At this moment, the creature's eyes shone with the radiance of Taiyin, looking up at the bright white moon as if drawing upon some mysterious power. Suddenly, it became insanely frenetic and flung something violently.
Crack!
Crack!
The Dark Stone Tablet on its back, already full of cracks, now shattered with a thunderous noise!
Countless dark stone fragments scattered in all directions!
A strange aura erupted and then quickly dissipated...
"Martial Arts of the Myriad Spirits..."
Meng, his face pale, looked on, slowly leaking a wisp of crimson from his mouth, "Your goal... is to destroy the First Generation's Martial Arts of the Myriad Spirits?"
"Exactly!"