Pursuit, Thrown into the Void Light Realm

"Aah—!"

A heart-rending scream rang out from the depths of Jiu You's void. The sound waves solidified into black-purple billows of air, dimming the stars wherever they passed.

The severed giant hand convulsed violently in midair, blood gushing forth like thick ink. Every drop that fell smashed a bottomless black hole into the ground.

The entire space resembled a water surface wrinkled by gale-force winds. Spiderweb cracks appeared in the once-indestructible prison of heaven and earth.

Hua Qiang keenly seized this fleeting opportunity.

Golden light blazed around him, and three phantoms emerged behind his back, representing the laws of space, the sword, and destruction respectively.

Hua Qiang formed a hand seal and shouted softly, "Spatial Crossing!"

In an instant, his body became a streak of light, weaving through the twisted space like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he reached the weakened point of the restriction.

Chaotic radiance flowed over the Dao Sword. Its edge sliced through the void with a teeth-grinding screech, and a spatial fissure glowing with faint blue light slowly appeared.

Without hesitation, Hua Qiang leaped in. The instant he stepped into the crack, Ghost Emperor's furious roar came from behind him.

"You want to leave? It won't be that easy!"

The heaven and earth beyond the fissure shook violently. Countless black chains shot out of the void, attempting to drag him back.

Hua Qiang gritted his teeth and circulated all his spiritual power. At last, he broke free of the restraints and stepped into the boundless void.

Having just escaped the prison, Hua Qiang did not dare pause for even a moment.

His hands danced rapidly as he chanted an ancient spatial incantation.

"Space Folding, Ten Thousand Pockets!"

The space before him looked like dough kneaded by an invisible hand, continuously folding and compressing