The Demiplane that had once imprisoned Bone King was completely erased.
All that remained was the floating platform less than ten meters in diameter beneath their feet, and the deep, silent underground cavern beyond it.
Water God stared blankly at Qin Chuan, mouth hanging open, forgetting to close it.
The hand of Sword Master in the Snow, still braced against his blade, trembled uncontrollably. It was not from exhaustion, but from the shock of what had just happened, which still echoed through his senses.
That single swing had no target, yet it cut through everything.
Qin Chuan returned the Mekong Jaw Blade to Dawn.
"An attack only needs to be made once."
"But its point of impact can be infinite."
Those two sentences lingered in Dawn's mind.
He extended his cracked hand and caught his weapon.
The moment the blade entered his hand, what he felt was no longer the familiar flow of Divinity, but an entirely new world.
So this was the true meaning of [Flash Shadow]. He had been using it wrong all along.
Qin Chuan said no more. He simply swept his hand across the air before him, tearing open a Space Rift.
On the other side of the rift were the bright lights and familiar metal walls of the Magic City Stronghold.
"Go back and recuperate."
Water God supported the weakened Senior Brother En-En as they staggered through the rift.
The cold, dry air replaced the suffocating silence of the Demiplane before its collapse.
The scene before them shifted from an apocalyptic chaos to a metal corridor of straight, orderly lines.
The intense contrast made the few who had just endured a deadly battle feel unreal.
It was as though everything that had just happened had been nothing more than an excessively vivid nightmare.
Sword Master