The Judgment Archon slammed into the wall of flesh, black and golden blood pouring from the gaping hole in his chest.
He looked down at his ankle.
The Law of Causality had snapped a small section off the chain that had bound him for countless ages. Every suppression rune on its surface had shattered.
He froze for half a second. A terrifying ferocity blazed in his remaining right eye.
"It broke... It broke!" the Judgment Archon roared at the top of his lungs.
Ignoring the fatal wound in his chest, he plunged his eye-covered left arm into it and tore out a huge mass of Origin Divine Blood.
The instant the blood left his body, its heat seared dozens of black holes into the surrounding Void.
He seized the blood and smashed it against the chain around his ankle.
Hiss.
The sound of violent corrosion echoed through the Abyss.
The damaged chain groaned under the strain. Its last bit of metal crumbled completely as the Divine Blood burned through it.
The Judgment Archon was free.
The pressure of a Void True God, suppressed for countless years, erupted from him without restraint.
Across the Abyss, the red walls of flesh cracked inch by inch, spraying torrents of golden blood mixed with Gray Mist.
"We're screwed! He's loose!" Cang Hai's voice trembled. "A Void True God is burning his Origin Essence without caring what it costs! He'll tear apart the entire outskirts of the forbidden zone!"
The Judgment Archon turned. The one half of his face that still looked normal twisted beyond recognition, and his bloodshot eye fixed on Qin Chuan.
"Your Godhead... I want your Godhead!"
He thrust both hands into the air and clenched them.
Tens of thousands of Pure White Crosses formed overhead, each carrying a conceptual judgment of