In the gray-white world, a crack appeared on the enormous sphere.
That was the weakness of Chiyuan's Extreme Fist Technique: Thunderbolt, one she could not hide. No matter how well Chiyuan controlled the technique or how familiar she was with the concept of Yin Yang giving rise to each other, she could not conceal this weakness.
"Useless Useless Useless!"
Feng Chen was not stupid enough to touch the enormous sphere with his hands. If he did, his body would shatter like the trees and stones around him. Besides, when Extreme Fist Technique: Thunderbolt began approaching Feng Chen, something closely connected to him opened.
Several pairs of enormous hands extended from the space behind him. One pair struck the enormous sphere at incredible speed as Feng Chen shouted.
"Crack..."
It was not only the world filled with destruction and death that Feng Chen could see—the sphere in reality also developed cracks.
A white hand clenched, crushing the sphere between its palm and fingers.
The remaining pairs seized Feng Chen while he was distracted and dragged him into another space—
It was a space with colors completely different from the outside world. There were no brilliant colors or natural beauty, only a mysterious pale blue.
"Si..."
Before he could even say her name, the other person spoke first.
"If you don't want to die, don't waste those eyes over something like this. The side effects of your Herrscher Core can be suppressed, but those eyes are different."
Without giving Feng Chen any chance to interrupt, Sirin began explaining everything to him, just as she had in the past when she was the Herrscher of the End.
"Those eyes originate from the demon god Balor of Celtic Mythology, and they wield the power of death. Your power of destruction is similar to that