Half of the Judgment Archon's body exploded away, pain twisting his features.
With one hand, he plunged into the Void and forcibly tore open a rift leading to the outskirts of the forbidden zone.
"As long as I return to the altar, the Lord of the Altar can save me!"
Half his body had already entered the rift.
Qin Chuan stood atop the Black Tower without making any move to pursue him, his right hand holding the Blade Edge of [Moment of Utmost Darkness] level.
Temporal Lockdown activated.
The Judgment Archon froze in place, his right foot still planted at the edge of the rift while the mangled left half of his body was stuck inside the Space Channels.
The flow of time was forcibly reduced to zero.
Qin Chuan stepped through the Void and slowly walked up to him.
"You ran pretty fast." Qin Chuan tapped the Judgment Archon's remaining right cheek with the flat of his blade. "Didn't you just say you wanted me dead? Go on."
A hoarse rasp came from the Judgment Archon's throat.
Time had been locked. He could not move even a finger, but his consciousness remained clear.
Fear completely drowned him.
Qin Chuan glanced at the bleeding hole in his chest.
"You mentioned the Lord of the Altar earlier." Qin Chuan pressed the blade tip against his brow. "I'll give you a chance. Tell me everything you know."
Qin Chuan lifted the Temporal Lockdown around his mouth.
The Judgment Archon gasped heavily, Divine Blood dripping down his chin.
"You... you dare touch me? The Lord of the Altar will grind you into dust! He gave me that heart, and he has already left Spatial Coordinates on you!"
He roared at the top of his lungs, trying to use the power behind him to