But now, unprecedented waves of terror flashed through King of Reincarnation's heart. The conviction that had once been unshakable, that had believed itself invincible in the world, now trembled like a dying candle in the wind, on the verge of going out.
Arora, an existence he had once regarded as an ant, had now transformed herself in an unimaginable way into a boundless storm of karmic fire. This power came not only from her own despair and fury, but also drew upon the karma of the endless universe as fuel, as though it sought to burn all existence to ash.
This fire had no boundaries, no end, as if it would swallow the entire universe within it.
Her body had long since ceased to exist. Only this pure, destructive power remained, raging through the white space without leaving even the slightest gap through which to escape.
Arora's eyes had turned into two fiercely burning flames. They were the core of the karmic fire, the product of her soul resonating with the Cosmic Laws after she had abandoned all hope of survival.
Her body dissipated within the karmic fire, becoming countless tiny sparks. Every one of them carried her will and unwillingness, sweeping toward King of Reincarnation like an overwhelming tide.
These karmic flames differed from ordinary fire. They could pierce through matter and strike directly at the soul, dragging all things, tangible and intangible alike, into a vortex of destruction.
Seeing this, King of Reincarnation hurriedly mobilized all his strength. Black and white radiance burst forth from within him.
The light was like sharp blades, carving through the surrounding karmic fire as it tried to open a path to escape.
However, the karmic fire gathered by Arora was too vast, too profound. It was as though the sins of the