Thoughts of Retreat I. A hazy horn call drifted from somewhere unknown.
The enormous Dark Gold Crack slowly began to burn. The gigantic head protruding from the crack opened its huge mouth toward Lu Sheng.
Whoosh!!! A jet-black, sand-like wind blew into the Heart-Image World. Everywhere it passed, everything withered, turned gray, and slowly crumbled into the same black grit.
The Heart-Image World's Source Power began to be consumed in great quantities.
At this point, less and less Source Power was flowing in from the universe. Occasional tremors of some kind also transmitted inside. They were utterly unable to replenish the consumed Source Power.
"Die!" Lu Sheng abruptly brought his hands together, palms pressed against each other, and stabbed them into the ground.
Ssh! His palms plunged steadily into the earth, sending out ring after ring of enormous distorted ripples.
Wherever the ripples reached, thick Yellow Stone Hands burst from the ground, stretching for thousands of meters as they charged toward the Dark Gold Crack.
Before many of the stone hands even reached midair, they collided head-on with the black wind spewed out by the head.
The stone hands rapidly corroded and fell apart. The black wind, meanwhile, swiftly faded and turned transparent, becoming an ordinary current of air.
Bang!!
Lu Sheng spread his palms apart, drawing two streams of light—one gold, one white—into a huge circle beside him.
Platinum Gold Flame and Pure White Frost surged out from the circle at the same time, crashing toward the one-eyed head like a tidal wave.
Boom!!! Ice, fire, and the one-eyed head exploded violently. The entire Dark Gold Crack was shaken and shrank by a full circle.
Lu Sheng intensified his control. Finally, the entire crack suddenly dimmed and vanished completely from midair.
"Settle the newcomers for me." Lu Sheng transmitted