Qin Chuan stopped in his tracks.
Before him stood a dilapidated structure floating in the Void.
There were no doors, no windows; even the walls had weathered beyond recognition.
The surrounding Starry Sky had taken on an ashen gray color.
Qin Chuan was about to step closer for a look when a notification suddenly appeared on the system panel.
[Fate of Darkness: You have detected three high-dimensional Causal Lines rapidly approaching.]
Qin Chuan immediately halted, and the hem of the Deceiver's Trench Coat rippled faintly through the Void.
"Existence Alteration" activated automatically.
Qin Chuan himself, along with his aura, Causal Lines, and Spatial Coordinates, was completely Severed from this area.
He was standing right there, yet according to high-dimensional assessment, he had become a drifting cloud of cosmic dust.
Moments later, the gray mist ahead was forcibly torn apart by a brutal force, and three figures squeezed out of a Space Crack.
"Old Blind Man, did you get your Spatial Coordinates right?"
A burly man covered in azure scales complained as he slapped away the Spatial Turbulence clinging to his body. "The laws in this damn place are too chaotic. They nearly sliced me in half."
"Shut up, Green Scale. This is the outskirts of the Temple of the Fallen. Are you trying to draw the Arbiter Envoys here by being so loud?"
The one called Old Blind Man was a hunched old man with a rag tied over his eyes.
The third was a woman in an extremely revealing red gauze dress, idly playing with a venomous snake in her hand.
"Enough, stop arguing." Red Spider glanced around. "Arbiter Envoys? Are there even any Arbiter Envoys left now?"
Qin Chuan stood ten meters away, listening with interest.
All three of them were Void True Gods.
Though their