In a secret realm, the years passed unnoticed; seven years went by like a single day.
On this day, after the last wisp of strange demonic intent vanished into nothingness, the interior of the Space-Time Secret Realm was already covered in dense black "lines"—one Space Crack after another.
Countless streams of chaotic, violent Void Realm source qi surged in from outside the secret realm, relentlessly destroying everything within, tangible and intangible alike.
By now, this Space-Time Secret Realm was on the verge of collapse. At any moment, it could be "washed apart" by the Space-Time Storm outside and swiftly meet its end.
A purple Thunder Pool floated at the center of the secret realm. Clad in a Thunder Cloak, Zhao Sheng reached out and drew over a head-sized, resplendent Light Sphere that lay somewhere between illusion and reality.
This resplendent Light Sphere was mainly crimson and azure, mixed with more than a dozen other colors. It was the manifestation of the Dongtian Spirit Pivot, now on the brink of collapse at any time.
Zhao Sheng did not dare let it come into contact with too much Void Realm source qi. As soon as he drew it over, he immediately placed it inside the Xumi Space on his index finger.
The Xumi Space was also an independent space, perfectly suited to suppressing the Dongtian Spirit Pivot. Once he broke through to the Body Integration Realm in the future, he could also use it to carve out a primordial grotto-heaven.
The moment the Dongtian Spirit Pivot entered the Xumi Space, its radiance immediately brightened considerably, and it instinctively began adapting to and transforming this spherical space.
At the edges of the Xumi Space, the originally deep, dark spatial barrier gradually took on threads of "color."
Zhao Sheng vaguely sensed that this spherical