Sign-in System: Easy In, Hard Out?

Yang Mei's primordial spirit transformed into an invisible Space Blade and cleaved toward the core of the Sign-in System.

The golden ball of light shrank violently, narrowly avoiding the fatal strike.

The Space Blade sliced past the edge of the light ball, shaving away a piece of the rule barrier around its outer layer.

Golden fragments drifted through the sea of consciousness, only to be devoured completely by Yang Mei's Space Law in the blink of an eye.

The Sign-in System steadied itself, its radiance rapidly contracting and expanding as a surge of sign-in rule power churned within it.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?"

The Sign-in System's thought carried a viciousness that advanced instead of retreating.

"Though I don't know why you're this strong, killing me won't be that easy."

Before its words had even fallen, the golden ball of light abruptly exploded, turning into hundreds of golden threads that shot toward every corner of the sea of consciousness.

Each thread carried the Sign-in System's source rules.

It was gambling.

Gambling that although Yang Mei's primordial spirit was strong, it could not seal off every direction at once.

As long as one thread broke through the blockade and stabbed into the depths of the sea of consciousness, it could use that as an anchor point and drive a nail into the foundation of Yang Mei's primordial spirit.

When that time came, the positions of host and guest could be reversed.

Yang Mei gave a cold snort.

Space Law surged, and every inch of space inside the sea of consciousness was under his control.

The hundreds of golden threads had flown out for less than an instant before they crashed into layers upon layers of spatial barriers that appeared out of thin air.

Crackle.

More than half the threads