Above the void, the enormous black shadow bared its fangs. Beneath them, invisible lines reached toward Saint Shang.
Saint Shang waved again. Qiankun Qi surged, shattering the void completely. It leaped up and charged in another direction, trying to evade them. But the invisible lines came from every direction, trapping it inside like a birdcage.
"Are you alive or dead?"
"Time Cage, you were a genius of the Time Dao. If you'd lived until now, it wouldn't be impossible for you to possess Master-level power. But you can't kill me alone. Don't throw your life away."
The dark shadow said nothing. The invisible lines kept slicing through the void, each one containing terrifying spatial power. It was a force capable of cutting time into fragments, wielded with Master-level power.
Saint Shang knew it would be found sooner or later.
Lu Yin's vicious methods had already set it against every living being. And its karma had been stripped away. Though its understanding of karma let it create karma, it had still lost its vast reserves of karmic power.
It was at a disadvantage against any opponent of the same level.
It kept snapping the lines. Its life disk struck the dark shadow, shattering the void and revealing a bizarre creature.
How could it be described?
It looked like a puppet pieced together from countless bodies. Among them were tails from the Time Master Clan, wings from the Life Master Clan, and pupils from the Karma Master Clan.
Bizarre, hideous, revolting.
That was the creature inside the shadow.
Saint Shang stared at it. It wasn't Time Cage, yet it possessed Time Cage's power.
It really was a time spirit. But how could a time spirit possess Master-level power? Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
What had Shi Chu done over these countless eons?
No—not just