It surged like semi-fluid black mud, splitting the black mountain apart from within and rapidly eroding it into scraps.
Standing atop the "black mud," Soul raised both arms high. Its maniacal laughter carried far into the distance. It had been obsequious for far too long. Now, at last, it was its turn to strike back with all its might.
"Descend upon this world, god from the ancient past."
The moment Soul finished speaking, the black mud beneath its feet stopped surging. Thick black roots emerged one after another, coiling together before their tips pierced into the surrounding air.
Su Xiao had remained motionless dozens of meters away. It wasn't that he didn't want to act, but a transparent barrier was blocking his path. The barrier enveloped both Soul and the black mud.
There was no need to try. Su Xiao already knew that this barrier couldn't be cut apart. Unless he possessed the ability to split Dark Prison in half with a single slash, he had no way to damage it.
Boom, boom...
The rumbling continued without end. Amu was hacking at the transparent barrier ahead with the Dragonheart Axe. After several strikes, he found that the barrier had barely rippled. This was a seventh-rank world. Even if it had never come into contact with the civilizations of other worlds, its world rank was still there. Dark Prison was also part of this world, making it extremely difficult to destroy.
Inside the barrier, the black mud had stopped surging, and the massive vortex in the sky had also frozen in place. Dark-red lightning streaked across it, yet it made no sound.
Some black roots pierced into the air, while others stabbed into the earth. Once they coiled together, they formed a low mountain.
With a crack, a bolt of dark-red