System Space.
Black Scale's furious roar continued for a full half hour. Throughout it all, he did not forget to try every possible method to open a Space Channel leading outside. The result went without saying—let alone a Space Channel, there was not even the slightest ripple in space.
It was as if the spatial structure here had been completely solidified, with an added rule of "unable to be affected by anything."
As for how that Boss kept using spatial vortices to toss things in here, Soul Lock did not find anything strange about it. The affairs of gods naturally could not be judged through ordinary eyes. The entire space had been created by the Boss, so what difficulty was there in slightly altering its rules?
Whether they were Dao Seekers or Venerables, at their core, they merely borrowed the power of laws.
Gods could truly alter the laws themselves.
Soul Lock clearly remembered the scene when the Lord of the End descended. All kinds of laws and spatial structures had fallen into chaos and twisted apart. Everything familiar to mortals had been destroyed and collapsed. That was divine power utterly beyond the reach of mortals.
After venting for a while, Black Scale seemed to finally understand that this was futile. He tried to calm himself down, and his huge eyeball turned toward Soul Lock. Soul Lock surely knew something about this place.
"Well? Have you found a way out?"
Soul Lock asked with a strange laugh, his words dripping with mockery. This was his true nature; only when facing Luo Chuan did he behave himself.
Black Scale ignored Soul Lock's ridicule. The main reason was that his injuries were still far from fully healed. Even if he fought Soul Lock, he would only be crushed.
"What exactly is this