Great Xia border.
"What exactly is this...?"
Cao Yuan stood before that pitch-black void, his brow tightly furrowed. He tried reaching out to touch it, but his hand passed straight through as if there were nothing there.
"There's nothing here." A trace of gray flickered in An Qingyu's eyes as he shook his head. "Something has swallowed everything that existed here, including light and air. So in our eyes, it is absolute 'nothingness.'"
"Then what about Qiye and the others?"
"...I don't know," An Qingyu answered truthfully.
Even The Only Correct Answer could not analyze what exactly had happened here when that illusory bubble burst.
An Qingyu extended his hand and gently probed into the void, his brows drawing together slightly... For some reason, he faintly sensed a familiar aura within it.
Bzzzz—!
A deep rumble came from the sky. The enormous phantom of the Heavenly Court smashed through the mist and hovered overhead. Everyone's vision blurred, and a Daoist appeared before them.
Primordial Celestial Venerable gazed at the black gap, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He lightly tapped his fingertips together, seemingly calculating something. Then anger surfaced between his brows. "Zeus..."
"Greetings, Primordial Celestial Venerable." The moment An Qingyu and the others saw the Daoist, they immediately bowed respectfully.
Primordial Celestial Venerable?
Hearing that title, Hong Ying, Wen Qimo, and Molly were all startled and hurriedly followed suit.
Primordial Celestial Venerable gave a slight nod and asked in a grave voice, "What exactly happened here?"
An Qingyu recounted what had happened, focusing especially on the Gray Mist Orb Zeus had discarded. After hearing his account, Primordial Celestial Venerable's expression grew increasingly solemn.
"A bubble of light wrapped in gray mist..." he murmured.
"Key of Doors, Yog-Sothoth." A voice suddenly rang out. Michael tore open the void with both hands, and