The thick Gray Mist had nearly turned solid, as viscous as liquid metal. It pressed heavily against every inch of space.
The view ahead was completely obscured. Qin Chuan could only make out a vast, twisted outline that writhed without pause, radiating waves of violent energy that made his heart pound.
This was the heart of the chaos.
"Roar!"
Scripps let out a low, strained growl. His massive dragon body halted at the edge of the dense mist.
The Shadow Energy around him churned violently, struggling to withstand the onslaught of Chaotic Laws that struck like a tangible storm.
Battle lust and instinctive fear mingled in his crimson eyes.
"Heh heh... They've finally reached the core. Looks like that Black Dragon can't hold on much longer, does it?" The malicious consciousness hidden in an unknown dimension spoke again, gloating.
"Hmph. It only looks strong. Against the true Chaos Source, even the toughest body is a joke. Just watch it get torn to pieces!" another voice chimed in, full of contempt and anticipation.
Those cold, vicious thoughts clung like parasites, relentlessly pressing against their minds.
Qin Chuan sat upright on the dragon's back, his expression stern. He ignored the tiresome voices.
All his attention was fixed on the depths of the mist ahead.
The protective layer formed by the Spacetime Turbulence would not last forever. The threats of the Undead World and the Abyss hung over him like a sword. He had to gather enough power to complete the Divine Kingdom Transformation of the Shadow Domain as soon as possible. Only then would he have the means to protect Blue Star.
This Chaos Divinity Fragment held immense power—exactly the nourishment he needed.
A pack of rats hiding in the shadows. Once I'm done here, I'll deal with you.
Qin Chuan snorted