Yan Yishu was caught between advancing and retreating.
With the Ancient Evil Spirit's assistance, Jiang Qiao completely compressed the "point" formed from the Jade Coffin to its utmost limit. Accompanied by an indescribably strange sensation, the agitated "point" suddenly stopped.
Yes.
It stopped.
It was like a very noisy television show suddenly being paused.
The room fell deathly silent as well.
The "point" that had looked like the sky collapsing and volcanoes erupting just moments ago had now become a tiny, shadow-like speck, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
Within Jiang Qiao's perception,
this "point" appeared at times and hid at others.
At times, it completely did not exist.
At others, it was extremely clear.
It existed in an overlapping state between "being" and "nonbeing," maintained on the boundary between matter and immateriality.
Strange.
Mysterious.
It looked deceptively simple.
Yet it seemed to contain all the secrets of heaven and earth.
"Finally..."
Jiang Qiao let out a deep breath.
"Finally, I succeeded. The true collapse has recovered to the Quasi-Singularity state."
Quasi-Singularity.
This was the utmost limit he could achieve.
A true singularity was impossible. At least, with Jiang Qiao's current strength, he could not achieve it. He even felt that a Half-God could not do it either.
Something resembling a singularity.
Something approaching a singularity.
That was the boundary he could reach.
Any further.
It might seem close, but in reality, it was infinitely far from a true singularity.
It could never be reached.
This was incredibly profound.
"In this state, the rules have been completely cleansed. There are no other traces, and they bear not the slightest contamination. They will truly belong to me..."
Jiang Qiao murmured.
Without any hesitation, a sphere of Ball Lightning enveloped the "point."
Within the lightning,
countless symbols appeared. They looked even more primitive than