Beyond the bronze gate.
There was a void with no up or down, left or right.
There was no air and no light, only the most primal currents of Primordial Law scouring everything in their path.
Any one of those currents could easily tear through the protective laws of an ordinary Seventh Step expert.
If a Fifth Step or Sixth Step cultivator entered this place, they probably would not last a single breath before being ground down into the most basic Law Fragments.
Ten thousand miles ahead.
A massive stone gate hung suspended.
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The stone gate was shut tight.
Its surface was covered in ancient Divine Patterns beyond comprehension. Every line carried a weight that seemed capable of bringing time to a halt.
It seemed not to belong to this time and space, but to have been forcibly cut from some long-destroyed Hongmeng Era and placed here.
Even the currents of Primordial Law veered away from the stone gate.
As though they did not dare approach.
Yang Yu and Butler 001 stepped out of a fold in the laws.
The moment Yang Yu appeared, he felt hundreds of almost tangible gazes sweep over him.
Each carried the scrutiny of law unique to Return to One Realm experts.
Some examined his cultivation, others his causality, while still others tried to peer through his body and uncover the depths of his power.
Yang Yu raised an eyebrow.
The next moment.
The Ultimate Abyss Wheel within him gave a faint tremor.
The phantom of a gray-gold Divine Ring flickered behind him. The intertwined causal threads of millions of Abyss Name Holders flowed like a boundless deep sea, swallowing and crushing every probing strand of Divine Sense.
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