The trigger was pulled, and the bullet flew.
Like a thunderbolt, a crimson trail suddenly appeared across the sky. As the roar spread, countless threads of scarlet seeped from that straight afterglow, expanding to either side.
Like a wound sliced into the void by a blade.
Endless Regret began to burn.
Blood rained down.
The moment the bullet flew, the enormous handgun fulfilled its purpose and crumbled to ash as the giant hand vanished. That searing scarlet eruption from hell continued forward, extending in a straight line.
In an instant, it tore through the boundless, billowing Rainbow Light, amid an unending chorus of shattering sounds.
The glasslike bullet spun through the air. Time seemed to slow countless times over as it advanced inch by inch, chiseling spreading cracks into the invisible barriers along its path.
The incarnation of Great Evil holding up the heavens glanced over impassively and finally raised a hand.
It blocked the bullet.
With effortless ease, it held that boundless regret at bay.
Yet at that very instant, within Quancheng, the once-dim streams of brilliant light suddenly soared, erupted, churned, and surged!
—that was the Wedge of the Present World formed from Tao Gong's remains!
It was as though that magnanimous, lofty old man of days past had acted once more.
This lingering power was pitifully weak beside the Great Evil. It shifted only slightly, with seeming casualness, yet slipped into a gap like an edgeless blade, severing a vital connection at the crucial point and making the Great Evil's supply of Spiritual Substance fluctuate for an instant.
Lu Changsheng's three eyes widened.
Stunned.
After the roar, the blockade fell apart, and cracks spread.
A bloody hole pierced the enormous palm blocking the bullet. Shattered bone and flesh were starkly visible, and blood spilled down like rain.