Where the Sword Light struck, Runes flashed wildly along the chain, flickering as it creaked under the strain. Fine Cracks and ashen marks even appeared across its surface, yet the strike failed to sever it.
The force dragging them away faltered for an instant.
In that flash of time—
"Hmph! Ants of the lower realm dare obstruct my enforcement?"
A cold, indifferent voice devoid of emotion yet filled with boundless authority and arrogance came from deep within the pitch-black spatial hole, like ice that had endured ten thousand years.
Before the words had faded, light and shadow twisted inside the hole, and a figure stepped out.
The instant that cold, arrogant voice emerged, a terrifying pressure far beyond the peak of the Fifth Turn descended like an invisible Primordial Divine Mountain, engulfing everything outside Heavenly Abyss City.
"A Sixth-Turn Heavenly Slave!"
The faces of Master Evan, Tianjizi, Immortal Emperor Yin-Yang, and the other knowledgeable experts changed drastically. An instinctive shudder rose from the depths of their souls.
The Fifth Turn and Sixth Turn seemed only one step apart, but in truth, they were as different as heaven and earth.
It was a fundamental leap in the nature of power, a transformation in one's mastery of Law, the starting point for touching a higher dimension.
Worse, this Heavenly Slave had clearly come with a specific enforcement mission. Behind him, there was likely the direct intervention of the World Will.
The figure emerging from the spatial hole wore Dark Gold Order Armor. Cold Runes glimmered across its surface, each one seeming to embody a compulsory decree of the Heaven and Earth Laws.
He held a Long Spear, its shaft also Dark Gold. A pinpoint of cold light gathered at its Spear Tip; merely looking at it gave one the illusion that one's