The Withered Sun Star Caught on the Line-Was It from After the Future Immeasurable Calamity?
Rumble!
The pull from the other end of the fishing line was immense.
So immense that he could sense it was not coming from any tangible object, but from the rules themselves!!
The entire Temporal Void was resisting him.
As though it would not allow him to pull that thing out of the Void!!!
Boom!
In an instant.
The scene around Qingyuan changed.
The beach vanished.
The sand beneath his feet vanished, the sky above his head vanished, and the sound of distant waves vanished.
He sat amid a vast expanse of murky Chaos, surrounded above, below, and on all sides by gray-white mist.
The mist was so dense that it could not be dispersed.
It was like countless layers of gauze stacked together, with no end in sight!!
Something vaguely flowed within the mist.
It was neither wind nor water, but fragments of rules.
Countless fragments of Great Dao Principles drifted through the mist. Some moved quickly, some slowly; some spun in circles, while others flew straight ahead.
They collided with one another, producing faint sounds, like countless pieces of metal striking together, or bells being rung somewhere impossibly far away. The sounds were heavy and lingering.
This murky gray scene exuded a bizarre, deathly stillness!!
It was as though everything had died!!!!
Qingyuan sat in the Chaos, the fishing rod in his hands bent into an arc.
The rod's grayish-brown body was inconspicuous amid the gray-white mist, but its curve stood out clearly, like a fully drawn bow.
The fishing line was stretched taut.
He could hear the sound of it tightening. It was not a creak, but more like a deep hum—the sustained vibration of a plucked string!!
Qingyuan took a deep breath.
Gripping the fishing rod with both hands, he yanked upward.
Rumble!
The mist within