The words of the God of Light still echoed through that ever-expanding world of light.
" mortal, give up. In this world defined by me, you..."
His voice abruptly fell silent.
Because Qin Chuan had moved.
He paid no attention to the God of Light suspended in the sky, who thought he controlled everything.
He simply tossed the [Moment of Utmost Darkness] in his left hand gently upward.
The dagger was simple in design, yet seemed to contain an eternal night. It traced a trajectory that froze space-time, then came to a stop.
Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.
No, it was not a pause.
It was acceleration.
Bullet Time, activated!
In the perception of the Water God and the others, the world had not changed at all.
That sacred light continued spreading with unstoppable momentum, pressing against their last remaining space to survive. Their bodies remained bound by the Law of Light, unable to move.
But in Qin Chuan's eyes, the entire world had slowed down.
The expanding light was no longer an ungraspable concept. It had become visible energy ripples, advancing slowly like a tide.
The faint look of contempt on the flawless face of the God of Light was like a frozen photograph, every detail clear beyond compare.
He could even see that at the source of the light, within the core of the God of Light, a tiny singularity connected to "nothing" was continuously "spitting out" the Law of Light, sustaining his "eternity."
"Eternity?"
Qin Chuan's figure strolled leisurely through the slow-motion world.
With one step, he crossed tens of thousands of meters and arrived at the very forefront of the expanding light.
He reached out and touched the slowly advancing barrier of light.
It had neither temperature nor substance, yet contained majestic