Just as Daoist Gray's thoughts spread, an invisible force disrupted both the spirituality and spiritual energy in the starry sky ahead. It was as though a basin of ink had been poured into the Inspiration World.
It was like being lightly brushed by some existence—not rending, not erosion, but like velvet passing over a mirror's surface, leaving behind an indescribable sense of sluggishness. Daoist Gray realized that the Demonic Sword's contamination was spreading. It was invisible and formless, yet it caused subtle distortions in the rules governing the entire battlefield.
The consciousness they had maintained within the Inspiration World was collapsing. It was a twisted collective consciousness, a gathering of Outer Realm Demonic Creature consciousnesses. They had experimented with it more than a thousand years ago, specifically to block the Five Elements Yin Yang Rules of the True Lords.
It could veil reality in a thin gauze, rendering the Heavenly Secrets obscure and unreadable. Yet at this moment, Daoist Gray felt that veil being gently lifted by some force. It was not violently broken, but made to collapse on its own.
It was contamination energy that inherently belonged to the Outer Realm!
In that instant, before Daoist Gray could react, before even the hand seal in his hand could reach form completion, the moment their formation collapsed, one companion's spirituality scattered like smoke and dust. It was swallowed by some unseen rule within the void. There was no scream, no struggle, as though his life had simply reached its end.
The Heaven Stealing Talisman was defining life and death!
"Evade the vitality of your own life!"
Daoist Gray knew that the plan to suppress the Taiyan Talisman had failed. He shouted in the secret language of the Outer Realm Border. The hand seal in his left hand changed as he