The fusion of the two spaces caused the heaven to continue to expand. Floating islands fell into the heaven, along with their dilapidated and decaying cities, broken mountains and dried-up rivers.
A loud rumbling sound came from the sky, filling the air with thick dust. The city on earth, which originally looked like a doomsday ruin, broke into floating islands of various sizes and fell into the sky.
Fang Xiu watched as a huge space fell into the heaven, stretching the heaven to its limit and expanding like a balloon.
Such a divine realm of more than a hundred miles was completely integrated with the heavenly realm. Some mountains, rivers and plains fell down from the sky and rotated in the heavenly realm as if they had lost gravity.
Fang Xiu and the Lord of Heaven's Soul stood on the edge of the floating island of the Heavenly Palace, watching the changes in the entire heaven. The Lord of Heaven's Soul moved a bit and merged directly with Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu immediately put on a white Taoist robe, and the black hair on his head gradually turned into silver threads.
"Certainly!"
With a wave of his hand, the plains, mountains and cities that had been constantly turning over and over calmed down one by one.
Fang Xiu grabbed a mountain and calmed it down, then placed it in the southern corner. He then arranged a piece of the split floating island together to form a shape like seven stars. Just like building a model, high and low, undulating floating islands began to appear in the sky.
Rocks of varying sizes connect these floating islands and peaks, forming a mysterious, fairy-like stone bridge.
The clouds spread from the foot of the Heavenly Palace and began to linger between the floating islands and mountains.
"The veil of light is not enough!" Fang Xiu looked at the entire heaven. The light that originally illuminated the entire heaven was no longer enough to spread to every corner of the heaven.
"Grow!" Fang Xiu waved his hand towards the sky, and a ray of light from the long sleeves of his white Taoist robe shot towards the sky.
In the sky, the veil of light in the space barrier of the heaven began to spread, spreading light and heat to every corner of the heaven.
Fang Xiu took a step forward, and began to walk on the large and small stones that were floating in the air like stairs, walking towards the fallen mountains and cities of the divine realm in the distance.
He stepped onto the Seven-Star Floating Island, on which he could see dried-up lakes and rivers. With the coming of Twilight Doomsday, the God's Realm, Witchcraft Garden, and storage space floating outside the world also began to collapse and be destroyed one by one, ushering in the prelude to Twilight Doomsday.
"From this it seems that the twilight of the world has also invaded this divine world."
"But even though it is the Twilight Doomsday, it will take at least a thousand years from its opening to its destruction. This is enough time for these gods to slowly break free from the constraints of the priesthood rules of the original world."
It can be seen that on these floating island plains, there are traces of human survival everywhere, and there are large buildings, but the creatures and believers who were originally in the divine realm have long since died or been annihilated, and everywhere looks like a ruin of dusk and doomsday.
But Fang Xiu felt that this was not a ruin, but rather a huge treasure house, containing the collection of a god from another world.
“I wonder if there’s anything good in there!”
Fang Xiu looked around, and he was rarely interested: "If Heisha and Chen Jin were here, they would probably like this treasure hunt the most. A treasure left by a god from another world is enough to make them go crazy."
Fang Xiuxing walked on a series of floating islands, on which he could see a dried-up divine spring. Next to it was a white stone slab covered with death bushes, on which were engraved complex divine magic formations.
Many of these floating islands, large and small, have cities. Each city once had thousands or even tens of thousands of people living in it. The cities were built luxuriously and extravagantly, and looked exquisite and full of artistic atmosphere. However, at this moment, there was no single figure to be seen, not even a corpse.
Many things in the entire city have not been moved away, and every household seems to have evacuated here for emergency shelter.
As if because of a great chaos, or as if they had encountered a great chaos in advance, the believers in this divine realm had already evacuated here.
Walking into a larger city, the golden temple was full of cracks, painted with various myths and legends, as well as all kinds of strange magical creatures, angels soaring in the sky, and saints holding up scepters to guide believers.
Fang Xiu walked up the dilapidated wide stairs and entered the Golden Temple. "This should be the place where the clergy live. The priests guide the believers here, singing hymns and reading scriptures, and offering their faith to the gods."
Fang Xiu found a number of stone slabs on which were engraved hundreds of ways to perform magic arts of all sizes. Fang Xiu looked at them one by one for a long time. This was very useful to him.
The main soul of the Heavenly Dao also immediately incorporated these techniques into the Heavenly Dao, and began to deduce the talisman and prohibition system of the entire world, making it more perfect.
Following the stone stairs into the next floating island, Fang Xiu saw a tall tower built entirely of mithril in the city, but it was now broken into two pieces, as if something terrible had happened inside and someone had madly destroyed the tower.
From top to bottom inside the tower, an extremely large divine magic formation was drawn, with dense runes spreading from the top of the tower to the soles of the feet. It was not until Fang Xiu found large and small magic crystals in a dried-up pool that he realized that this should be a divine magic tower used to transform the power of faith and create magic crystals.
Such magic towers exist on many floating islands.
There were wonderful discoveries on every floating island, which brought Fang Xiu unprecedented experiences. Fang Xiu also found knowledge about multiple systems such as the mage system, the divine system, the magic crystal system, etc., which were things he could not get a glimpse of in the past. The mysteries and knowledge about the alien civilization system now continuously poured into Fang Xiu's mind.
In these floating islands, there were mountains of magic crystals, scattered supernatural props and divine scrolls that had long lost their power. Various supernatural materials were piled up like garbage in warehouses and cities.
"Almost done, let's go to the most central place and take a look."
Fang Xiu crossed the Seven Star Floating Island and stepped into the largest mountain floating island in the center. This should be the place where the gods originally lived and it was also the most core area of this divine world.
It can be seen that a huge holy city is built around the towering mountain. Densely packed buildings rise up around the mountain and pile up to the top.
As soon as he stepped in here, Fang Xiu felt that it was a completely different place. Fang Xiu could feel that the damaged barrier still remained here, spreading from the core of the holy city.
The remaining fluctuations of divine power were still as unfathomable as the ocean, radiating strength to the surroundings. As Fang Xiu approached, he felt that the structure of his body and soul were affected, as if they were about to be forcibly assimilated by this power.
A silver light flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes, and it immediately rushed out, dispersing the force.
“Gods are indeed vastly different from mortals, and their levels of life are completely different.” Fang Xiu looked at the holy city under the sacred mountain and felt even more interested.
Along the way, the ground was paved with white stones, and a tall holy city stood in the center. From the floor to the city, everything here was built with extraordinary items. Even a piece of stone revealed the breath of divine power.
However, at this moment, due to the fall of the divine world and the departure of the gods, all the power has already dissipated.
The tall elemental sacred tree had dissipated all its magic power, and its withered and broken roots were like the claws of the devil. The holy white stones that covered the ground had become dull and even large areas were polluted by black, as if some force had invaded this divine realm.
Fang Xiu touched it with his fingers lightly, and he felt the resentment and hatred of millions of undead spirits and ghosts roaring at him. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably fall into madness in an instant.
What's even more terrifying is that there are countless skeletons on the ground, including unicorns, Pegasus, griffins, and large groups of warriors in silver armor piled up like garbage to form a small hill. The blood has long dried up, and the flesh has long dried up and is hanging on the bones, like a dried corpse.
Going further ahead, Fang Xiu even saw a being with wings, emitting an aura like that of a god. It was lying across the road, and the black blood flowing from it turned the area within a few miles into a dead zone. A pitch-black darkness enveloped the area around the corpse, and no one dared to step in.
This turned out to be the skeleton of an angel, but it was now torn into two halves, and the broken wings were thrown into the dried-up holy spring pool paved with divine stones.
From the scenes he saw along the way, Fang Xiu roughly deduced what happened: "Because of the arrival of the dusk doomsday, these saints and angels were polluted and all fell into a state of madness, causing this divine world to fall into ruins."
Fang Xiu could not see the former splendor of the divine world simply from the ruins of a divine world that had been split into countless pieces. However, even so, it was enough to glimpse the power of the gods and civilizations of other worlds.
Fang Xiu walked into the city. The white holy city was full of gaps, and the air was filled with deathly aura and the stench of corpses.
Each and every corpse was a powerful professional when they were alive, and Fang Xiu saw tens of thousands of evil spirits among them. Each of these souls exuded an aura that was higher than the fourth level. They were trapped in this holy city, unable to die, and unable to dissipate.
This holy city, which is large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, was built by the gods. It was originally used to accommodate their petitioners, saints, and angels, so that devout believers could follow their gods and enjoy endless eternal life together.
But at this moment, these polluted petitioners and saints are also trapped here because of this holy city, and can only suffer endless torture in eternal resentment and pain.
Fang Xiu immediately understood the changes here and why the cities were so empty as if they were in an emergency evacuation situation: "It turns out that a disaster happened here. Ordinary people can evacuate, but these petitioners, saints, and saints are tied to this divine realm. Even the gods are like this. Ordinary believers can evacuate this divine realm, but they can't escape."
As soon as Fang Xiu stepped in here, he saw thousands of evil spirits and ghosts. As if they smelled the scent of flesh and blood, they turned into an overwhelming dark cloud and covered Fang Xiu.
When Fang Xiu waved his hand, he saw a huge black hole opened up in the sky, sucking all the evil spirits and souls into it and throwing them into the underworld.
The streets are lined with tall buildings, and the houses have the style and elegance of another world. Most of them are churches, temples, squares, and divine towers. Everywhere stands a statue of a god wearing a silver robe, so handsome that it is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman, and his face is blurred.
One after another, towers of divine magic stand guarding this holy city. One can imagine that in its heyday, a powerful world of light covered this holy city, and hundreds of thousands of petitioners, saints, saints, and angels lived in the city. The rich power of faith and the sound of prayers turned this holy city into a divine domain.
The gods erected this divine realm outside the sky like a star, guiding the most devout believers to live in this city. Here, humans and gods live together, ignoring birth, aging, sickness and death, and there is no pain or torture.
Fang Xiu walked through the streets, imagining these scenes, and couldn't help but sigh.
"This divine realm is different from the real Kingdom of Stars. It can only be considered a half-formed kingdom. Here, after death, people become petitioners and saints. It is equivalent to no death. Petitioners and believers live together, and the souls of saints communicate with the living."
"If it weren't for the arrival of Twilight Doomsday, this could truly be called a country without death."
Fang Xiu finally stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the tall palace door that looked like a space portal, and the hall that looked like a giant.
This is where the gods originally lived.