Facing the joint siege of the Three Kings, the Hall of Souls Vice Hall Master knew he was no match for them. After taking a blow from each of them, he immediately chose to flee.
His aura was now weak to the extreme. Clearly, in order to break through the two layers of barriers laid down by the Three Kings in succession, he had paid an unimaginable price.
But hope of escape lay right before his eyes! At that moment, he endured the soul-rending sharp pain and, with a twisted smile of survival after disaster, once again hurled a vicious curse at Lin Ming and the Three Great Dragon Kings:
"You... just wait for the experts of my clan to descend and... grind your bones to dust!"
With that, the Hall of Souls Vice Hall Master hesitated no longer. He turned, intending to burn his last reserves of power and use a spatial escape technique to flee thousands of miles away.
Yet no one present showed the slightest panic. Instead, they watched his performance as though he were a clown.
The Hall of Souls Vice Hall Master, already turned and fleeing, naturally did not see their expressions. But only moments later, the crazed, fortunate smile that had just appeared on his face froze completely the instant he departed.
As if it had been frozen by invisible frost.
Because before him was not the free world he had imagined, but... the third layer of the Space Barrier!
This barrier was invisible and intangible, nearly fused with the void itself. Had he not crashed into it and triggered the vast, dazzling Purple-Gold Spatial Runes flowing across it like a galaxy, he might not even have noticed its existence.
The fluctuations emitted by this barrier were far more ancient, more stable, and more