Deep in the heart of Stone Ridge Mountain, the fissure was like a hideous wound torn open by brute force.
Chu Qing stood at the edge of that bottomless blackness, his bare soles tightly gripping the crystallized rock. The chill from under his feet was like fine needles, drilling all the way along his blood vessels toward his spine.
He lowered his head, his fingertips rubbing the gray core he had just dug out of the High-Dimensional Parasitic Worm's body. The core was still trembling faintly, giving off a weak, sizzling sound of electricity.
"Shatter."
The five fingers of his right hand suddenly closed.
With a crack, the core broke apart between his fingers into a mass of gray, viscous smoke. Chu Qing did not let the smoke disperse. Instead, he opened his left hand, and in his palm, the Vague Phantom of a purple Emperor Seat instantly bloomed with a dazzling deep light.
[Trait: Abyss—Forced Rendering.]
The gray smoke was twisted by that purple qi and actually transformed into an ink-like shadow. Chu Qing bent down and pressed the mass of shadow straight into the fissure beneath his feet.
"Buzz—"
A gray ripple visible to the naked eye rapidly spread along the fissure, like a layer of transparent film, completely isolating the underground of the entire Stone Ridge Mountain from the Chaos Sea.
Chu Qing raised his head and looked toward a certain direction in the void.
(Mental activity): If that pen falls again, all it will see is blankness. The fence around home has to be tied tight first.
[Profession Column: Chu Qing] [Current Environment: Highly Shielded.] [Mission: Search for the Hidden Heaven.] [Progress: 40%.]
The purple panel flashed through the void.
"My lord." Shang Xie's will transformed into that translucent young girl and drifted down behind Chu