A figure appeared amid the sea of stars, tiny beyond measure, no different from a single grain of sand suddenly appearing in the ocean.
Yet this grain of sand erupted with a radiance far surpassing the stars!
Black and crimson currents swirled around Kurumi, clad in her Divine Dress, as she stood quietly upon the river of stars. The aura she released gradually subsided.
Back in the lower-level New World plane, Kurumi had sensed the Mo Hei Universe's consciousness removing the shackles fixed upon her. She had waited until she left the lower plane before daring to relax her suppression of her cultivation.
A cultivation comparable to the high ranks of Epic—even merely releasing its aura—was not something the creatures on that tiny planet could withstand.
After venting it all, the surging Yuan Force within her finally calmed.
Kurumi could feel that her cultivation had improved slightly. Unfortunately, this was not the Tian Xuan Continent and could not provide her with Yuan Force.
Within the Mo Hei Universe, Kurumi's greatest trump card remained her Spacetime Talent. Yuan Force that could not be replenished during battle would eventually run dry, but Spacetime Talent was different.
Her mismatched beautiful eyes closed as she searched the river of stars for the location of the counterfeit Main God Space.
Nothing... Nothing... Not here either... The Main God wristwatch was not responding either.
"Did... it kick me out? That can't be right. Even if it kicked me out, with my strength, I should still be able to search for the Main God..."
"Could it be that Fate personally took control of the Main God Space? Or... did the Main God Space disband?"
Her willow brows furrowed. Kurumi opened her eyes and was about to tear open space when Little Red suddenly transmitted a thought into