These two were Trapped Immortal, the Void Pioneer of Primordial Space, and Dragon Snake Rising Land, the Void Chaser of Origin Space. Both had been famous for a long time and had known each other for ages, yet neither spoke now. They merely frowned at the faint black curtain before them.
The curtain seemed to have descended through a power that transcended concepts. It blocked them from only one side—they could retreat but not advance. No matter what, they could not proceed in the direction of the Divine Martial Continent.
"Brother Trapped Immortal, what exactly was that shadow?"
Dragon Snake Rising Land asked. Before the curtain had descended, he had seen a blurry shadow flicker, followed by the appearance of this seemingly flimsy barrier.
"I was about to ask you the same thing. Your lineage runs deep—shouldn't you know more than I do?"
Trapped Immortal frowned and launched another attack, yet still failed to break through the curtain.
What troubled them most was that, as the publicly acknowledged strongest beings of the spaces, they could not even break through what appeared to be a casually cast curtain.
Trapped Immortal possessed a profound understanding of the Dao, and his Insight was among the very best. He could tell that the shadow had not seriously confronted them at all. It had merely split off the tiniest sliver of power, and that alone had prevented the two of them from advancing.
If that power had been used to attack instead, he and Dragon Snake Rising Land might already have perished.
Yet the shadow itself was not corporeal. Perhaps it was constrained in some way, which was why it had used this method to stop the two of them from reaching the Divine Martial Continent.
The Void Sequence Pioneers of the spaces had not