Qin He had been about to ask a question or two.
But then he saw the Moth Ancestor's corpse emitting a hazy green glow all over.
The moment that green light appeared, the Southern Ming Li Fire clinging to its body immediately dimmed.
Right after that, the void before the Moth Ancestor split open. Rings of ripples spread outward like water patterns, forming a spatial passage.
It turned into an Illusory Shadow and shot inside, vanishing from where it stood in an instant.
Qin He was startled. Void Divine Art.
It could tear open space out of thin air, forcibly open a passage, and leave directly from its original location.
This was a Space Law technique far superior to escape arts, one that had truly entered the inner halls.
One had to know that this was cave space, with walls of bronze and ramparts of iron, impervious to all techniques.
Escape arts simply could not be used here unless one blasted through those bronze walls and iron barriers. Yet the Moth Ancestor's Void Divine Art directly tore open space and departed.
With such a divine art, it was difficult to imagine any place in the world capable of trapping it.
Qin He pondered for a moment. Without the slightest hesitation, he too stepped into it and vanished from the spot.
Space revolved. After thin strands of dizziness rose within his divine soul, the scene before him changed drastically.
Towering waves surged toward him like immense walls of water, sweeping over everything beneath the heavens! Every wave stood dozens of zhang high, as though it would swallow the entire world.
As the huge waves rolled, lightning flashed and thunder roared without end in the sky. Blinding bolts tore across the heavens, followed by deafening peals of thunder.
That terrifying rumble was