The Chaos Thousand-Eyed Worm saw her enormous body being devoured, and an urgency she had never felt before flashed through her eyes.
She gritted her teeth and shot backward, opening a gap of several thousand yards between herself and Fang Chen.
Then she held her Long Spear upright before her, brought her hands together, and closed her eyes.
"You forced me!"
Her voice was faint, like a murmur drifting from a great distance, yet it carried a chill of utter resolve.
"Ten Thousand-Eyed Prison!"
Her amber eyes flew open.
In that instant, the entire Chaos Void before Fang Chen twisted and turned violently, like a crumpled sheet of paper being forcibly folded and reshaped.
The Palace vanished. The Swallowing Heaven Tower vanished. The Chaos Void vanished.
Fang Chen found himself standing in a boundless Gray Space. The sky was gray, the ground beneath his feet was gray, and gray permeated every inch of space. Everywhere he looked, there was only deathly stillness.
But billions of eye-like protrusions floated across the gray sky, packed together in layer upon layer. They stretched from nearby to the farthest reaches of his sight, like an amber Sea of Stars covering the entire heavens.
The eyes came in every size. Some were open, others closed; some were no bigger than fists, while others were as vast as mountains. Each turned slowly, its gaze fixed on Fang Chen with the cold indifference and scrutiny of ancient ice.
The gray ground beneath him was covered in eyes as well. They opened in the soil and squeezed out from cracks in the rock, carpeting the earth as densely as a nest of startled snakes.
The eyes on the ground kept turning, too, tracking Fang Chen.
Soul Pressure, compressed to an extreme, filled the air. It poured from every