The collapse of the dark land came sooner than everyone had imagined.

A beam of silvery light streaked across a roaring Heaven Flame Beast.

POOH!

The Heaven Flame Beast, which was at the ninth grade and wreathed in a fiery glow, was cut into two.

The bright silver light was a sharp spatial blade that was wandering about uncontrollably.

Unlike the cracked rifts, these spatial blades were constantly moving and harvesting lives like the scythe of Death.

The ...