The starlight vanished. The Blood Sea once again sank into absolute deathly silence and boundless darkness.
Qin Mu's figure was completely cut off outside.
Minghe was utterly dumbfounded.
Zhunti burst into laughter, his voice echoing through the darkness and sounding incomparably sinister.
"Hahaha, Minghe, did you see that? That Senior Brother you're so proud of can't get in at all."
"Today, no one can save you. Just accept your death."
Zhunti stopped wasting words. He raised the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree high, its seven-colored divine light merging with that bizarre power of darkness to form a pillar of light capable of splitting heaven and earth, which came smashing viciously down at Minghe's head.
Minghe bit through his tongue and forcibly gathered the last trace of Saint Origin within his body.
"I'll fight you to the death!"
Outside.
Qin Mu stood in the void, staring at the dark canopy before him as it instantly healed shut. His expression completely darkened.
That black barrier was like a boundless giant bowl turned upside down, tightly covering the core region of the Nether Blood Sea. Not even the slightest trace of aura could escape.
Although he had not used his full strength in that strike, it had still been more than enough to split open a Great Thousand World.
Yet when it struck this thing, it had only barely torn open a tiny gap. It had healed in the blink of an eye, leaving behind not even a white mark.
This was highly abnormal.
Qin Mu released his divine sense and carefully sensed the aura emanating from the black barrier.
Cold. Deathly silent. The end of all things.
This power was overwhelmingly tyrannical and exceptionally pure. It did not merely isolate space—it forcibly cut off time, karma, and even the Heavenly Dao laws of