From above the bruised, suffocating sky of the ancient battlefield, a massive explosion that could have erased an entire cluster of galaxies could be seen.
A blinding, incandescent nova of white-gold dragon fire and fused heavenly flame detonated at the heart of the sunken abyss, swelling outward into a towering pillar of pure annihilation that punctured straight through the curdled purple clouds!
The concussive shockwave roared across the prehistoric boneyard like the trumpeting of ten thousand dying worlds, stripping miles of calcified bone and rusted weapons into fine, airborne ash, followed by an immense, churning mushroom cloud of pitch-black smoke that covered the sky and plunged the shattered realm into a choking, ash-choked twilight.
Down below, on the edge of the pulverized marble terrace where the lower levels of the imperial tower had once stood, Qian Yunxi and Ling Luochen were protected by a golden barrier.
