"Gah, gah, gah—!"
Just as Luo Hou felt a chill rise in his heart, the lid of the Stone Coffin continued to open. The clanging of chains rang out from within, and an intensely cold chill began spreading from the coffin across the entire Primordial World.
This strange chill contained an inexplicable, terrifying power. It could freeze the air, starlight, dust, and even space-time.
In an instant, Luo Hou became a rigid ice sculpture. But after freezing him, the chill did not stop. Instead, it spread at a terrifying speed to every corner of the Primordial World.
Shen Ni, Tongtian, Zhen Yuanzi, River Styx, and the others had no time to react before they, too, became ice sculptures just like Luo Hou. After roughly the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, the entire Primordial World had become a world of frost. Countless stars, millions of planes, and immeasurable living beings—all things—were frozen at a single moment in the past, as though time throughout the entire Primordial World had stopped.
Li Yi, of course, was the exception. When the chill swept over him, it not only failed to freeze him but also healed most of his injuries.
"This... this..."
Though he knew full well that this was his Main Body's doing, Li Yi still couldn't help gaping in shock. What realm had his Main Body reached to become so terrifying?
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, everything before Li Yi's eyes went dark, and he found himself in a strange, shadowy void. The void seemed boundless. Even when he opened the third eye on his forehead, he still couldn't see its end. It was filled with endless sorrow, as if it were the end of the world—the final Return to Void—forever suspended in doomsday.
At the center of this dark void