Yang Yan's breath caught.
Little White's cat ears shot upright.
Xilan had given up trying to think. She stared blankly at Yang Yu, waiting for his verdict.
"Quick on the uptake."
Yang Yu gave Lucifer an approving look.
His grin grew wilder.
In his gray-gold eyes flickered a madness capable of overturning the entire Zero-Point Dimension.
Yang Yu walked to the edge of the Abyss Barrier.
He looked down at the surging sea of living beings below.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
Void Turbulence whipped the hem of his black coat.
"What lies beyond the Abyss Barrier?"
Yang Yu did not speak loudly, but every word reached everyone's ears.
"The endless Chaos Sea. The ultimate force that could Format everything at any moment."
"If we just hide in the Abyss, then no matter how tough I make the Universe Barrier, it'll still be nothing but an iron shell."
"The High-Dimensional Observer can kill us in the simplest way possible—by waiting."
Yang Yu turned around.
"Wait ten thousand years. A hundred thousand. A million. Wait until we've exhausted every resource and our Origin has run dry."
"They have all the time they need."
"We don't."
The air felt heavy.
Everyone grasped the weight of Yang Yu's words.
Staying home and never going out meant waiting to die.
But what about striking first?
Outside the Barrier, there was nothing but Primordial Chaos Qi.
Forget ordinary people. Even a Half-Step Transcendence powerhouse could not last more than a few minutes in that gray sea, where everything was Formatted indiscriminately.
Only a monster like Yang Yu, with his Chaos Body, could move freely through the Chaos Sea.
But there was only one of him.
One man against the entire Zero-Point Dimension.
How could they win?
And yet—
Yang Yu's smile turned