"Argh—!"
Yu Tiancheng let out an inhuman howl of agony, his entire body instantly swallowed by black light!
The light was black as ink, yet faint silver patterns flowed deep within it—signs that Space Power was materializing!
His body began to tremble violently, and dense silver cracks emerged across his skin, as though he could shatter completely at any moment.
Within every crack, spatial turbulence collided and devoured itself in a frenzy!
Two spatial energies of the same origin yet different nature rampaged through his meridians like two out-of-control dragons, tearing into each other madly!
"Damn it!" Dugu Bo's face turned livid. "Absorbing two thirty-thousand-year Space Soul Rings at once... this brat is courting death!"
"What do we do now?" Liu Erlong's eyes had gone red with panic, her Red Dragon Martial Soul nearly manifesting out of control.
"If we forcibly interrupt the absorption, his meridians will be completely shattered and he'll become crippled! But if we don't—"
"He'll be blown apart by the two spatial energies, leaving not even a corpse behind." Dugu Bo's voice was heavy as lead.
Deep within the black light, Yu Tiancheng's consciousness was falling into an endless abyss.
Pain.
Indescribable pain.
It was as though countless spatial blades were wildly twisting through every inch of flesh in his body. His meridians were breaking apart inch by inch, his bones groaned beneath unbearable strain, and even his soul was being torn apart by the two currents of Space Power!
Am I going to die...
His consciousness flickered like a dying candle in the wind, liable to go out completely at any moment.
But at that very instant between life and death—
Buzz!
Deep within his sea of consciousness, the dormant Diary Copy suddenly erupted with scorching light!
"Argh—!"
An even more violent tide of pain