Xia Chujian slowly raised her head, her gaze passing over Xia Xi's struggling figure, past the flesh construct on the altar that was madly regenerating as its tentacles danced wildly, toward the two round holes in the center of the flesh construct.
In the lightning's illumination, within the unbroken curtain of black rain, the two round holes at the center of the flesh construct resembled bottomless Abyss Holes.
Within them, those enormous, indescribable "Primordial Flesh" masses, like balls of flesh and mountain ranges alike, were converging and separating.
In the Abyss Hole on the left, the flesh masses were drawing close and merging, as if they intended to fuse into one.
In the Abyss Hole on the right, the flesh masses were splitting apart and moving away, as though each intended to rule itself.
They pulsed faintly, slowly yet powerfully, like breathing, revealing ever-larger outlines and displaying the terrifying, maddening rhythm of living organs!
The ultimate wails of hundreds of millions of newborn lives came precisely from that boundless abyss of pulsating dark flesh!
Xia Chujian's gaze grew colder and colder.
Rainwater streamed madly over her helmet's eyepiece, blurring the hellish scene before her, but it could not blur the image that lightning had instantaneously branded onto her retinas.
Was that thing truly Primordial Flesh?
It was said to be the origin of all life, as well as the end of all life...
On the altar, within the holes she had blasted through the centers of the two enormous flesh constructs, lay a dark abyss that seemed to lead to some unknown Subspace.
Was He going to crawl out of that Subspace-like dark abyss and into this world?!
At that moment, countless flesh masses in the dark abyss had already fused together.
The semi-transparent dark-purple fleshy membrane, like the innards