The ship crossed through the realms, almost reaching its destination.

“We’re here.” Jian Ming and the daoist stood up after sensing a particular fist energy.

Anyone would be shocked while staring at the scenery ahead. However, picking the right words to describe it was difficult.

A fist breaking the world - this was accurate but the area ahead wasn’t quite broken. The place was covered in dust but in reality, these particles were the remnant of fragmented space and time. The dust specks remained until now, creating...