Good News: We Didn't Run Into the Bugs. Bad News: We Ran Into Something Big

Canaan walked at the very front, every step extremely cautious.

A thick layer of Chaos Grinding Paste had been smeared over his Beast Skin Cloak, effectively blocking scans from external laws. Before every step, he would lightly probe the space ahead with his toe, only shifting his weight forward after confirming there were no hidden rule-based killing formations.

It was a survival habit bought with dozens of lives amid countless cosmic ruins.

Yang Yu followed behind him, both hands tucked into his trench coat pockets, his pace neither hurried nor slow. He appeared casual, but the Abyss Subsystem was operating at full capacity, scanning, compressing, and packaging all surrounding high-dimensional information in real time before transmitting it back to the Abyss True Body's database through quantum entanglement.

The two traveled through the dark-red folds of the True God Cortex for roughly two hundred light-years.

The surrounding space grew increasingly cramped.

The Barrier wreckage on either side, once belonging to Order-Breaking Realm Great Universes, resembled two massive grindstones slowly closing together, squeezing the gap between them narrower and narrower.

This compression was not merely a physical shrinking of space. Yang Yu keenly sensed that the dimensional density beneath his feet was rising at an utterly terrifying rate.

Put simply, the space within this rift had itself been forcibly folded and compressed countless times by two fragments of Order-Breaking Realm universe wreckage.

Here, objects in the Outside World that were comparable in scale to galaxies would be squeezed, folded, and shrunk by the underlying Dimensional Compression Law into unimaginably microscopic forms.

That also explained why this Wanderers squad could walk through the gaps in a True God's skin.

"We're almost at the rendezvous point ahead," Canaan said in a low voice.

He glanced back at Yang Yu, hesitated, and finally spoke. "There's