Border Purgatory.
Upon hearing this, the Guardian Saint was briefly bewildered. Instinctively, he looked up at the sky. Within the phantom of Sky City, divine radiance surged and erupted.
In his fury, the Pope disregarded everything and unleashed his Divine Power.
It became a colossal hand that covered heaven and earth, reaching down to seize the mortal world. Yet he had missed the final opportunity. The speeding train gradually faded, passed through his palm like an illusion, and headed for the deepest part of the dream.
Farther and farther away!
Amid the endless turbulent currents of Rainbow Light, that speck of darkness had gradually emerged, rapidly expanding and growing, as though falling toward the earth. Little by little, it filled their vision.
"Border Purgatory."
Ji Jue stood in the engine compartment, at the best viewing spot, gazing at the world drawing ever closer, full of expectation.
The most wicked place in the world; the final end of rebels; the Nightmare most feared by believers; the place where all heretics and sinners endured endless suffering.
Burned, frozen, torn apart, sliced, crushed—without rest, until eternity.
As the most chaotic and terrifying place in all of Huangliang, it existed apart from the world, yet maintained countless ties to it.
In the end, it became the final destination for those things that could not exist in the Divine Realm Paradise—or rather, those deemed by the Holy God unworthy of existing within His realm.
As a trash can, a drain, and a purification mechanism, it was like the Vortex of this world, making who knows how many people turn pale at its mere mention.
Its existence alone was enough to keep every rebel awake at night. Merely displaying the endless tortures suffered within was enough to make all overconfident heretics tremble in fear.
No matter