The instant Lin Qiye vanished, the Key of Doors pressed its palm into the void. The spherical space centered on it collapsed with a roar, compressing infinite distances between a thin layer of gray fragments. They seemed within reach, yet were separated by distant spacetime.
But in the next moment, an inky darkness crept across those gray fragments. Then, a streak of sword light tore through them, erupting in a crisp blast against the overlapping spaces!
Lin Qiye held his sword in one hand as his figure emerged from that ink-black night. His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Spacetime can't stop me."
A strand of Karma Threads drifted from Lin Qiye's body, passing through the layered spaces as though they did not exist and touching the Key of Doors' figure. That streak of sword light instantly shifted into the overlapping space!
To Lin Qiye, who had become the God of Karma, space was utterly meaningless. So long as he wished it, he could move at any time to the side of any person or object connected to him by karma. Even if he had no karma with someone or something, as long as he had seen it once, he could use Uncaused Cause to forge a karmic connection out of thin air.
In other words, the current Lin Qiye could ignore space and freely arrive anywhere he had ever seen, even if he had only glanced at a photograph.
The karma between Lin Qiye and the Key of Doors had long since become deeply rooted. No matter how the Key of Doors folded space, it could not stop Lin Qiye from arriving.
The Key of Doors' pinprick eyes narrowed, and a gate instantly shifted before it!
Clang—!!
The golden sword light struck the surface of the Gate of Truth, producing a thunderous