Where Did So Many Jins Come From?!

The Giant Fish's gaze darkened.

It did not roar again.

Nor did it use that lofty, ancient voice to repeatedly emphasize anything about the True God Fixed Fate or the sole Trial.

Things that truly intended to act usually did not make noise.

Especially not monsters that had lived through who knew how many Eras, with Dead Universes hanging all over them.

Once it fell silent, it became even more terrifying than its earlier roar.

Within Pale Hongmeng, even the flow of the Non-Existence itself ground to a halt.

Yang Yu stood outside the Boundary Wall of the Abyss.

His gray-gold robe was whipped up by the invisible currents within Hongmeng, snapping loudly in the air.

Before him was a Hongmeng Giant Fish so enormous that it could not be measured by any ordinary scale.

Every piece of its Scale Armor bore an Extinguished Great Universe.

Those Universes had long since died.

There was no Starlight.

No living beings.

No Laws in motion.

Only shriveled World Shells remained, like Old Medals nailed to the fish's scales one by one.

They also resembled layer upon layer of tombstones belonging to failures.

The next instant.

The gray-white Causality Thread across Yang Yu's chest suddenly went taut.

"Buzz!"

It was not an ordinary thread.

It was like some Trial Protocol sealed away for countless Eras. Now, forcibly activated by the Giant Fish, it was pulled taut from the Non-Existence in an instant, transforming into a cold Nail that stabbed viciously into Yang Yu's chest.

The tip of the thread pierced his flesh.

It drilled toward the depths of his True Spirit.

It was not pain.

It was alteration.

Yang Yu could clearly sense an incomparably ancient and domineering power attempting to overwrite his identity.

It was not attacking his Fleshly Body.

Nor was