The Milky Way hanging above the firmament began to fall.
Lu Yuan stood on the rooftop, the night wind filling his sleeves as he froze in place.
Dreamlike colors carried countless glowing fragments of text, pouring down from the torn sky faster and faster.
Dark gold, deep purple, and countless other colors twisted into an inverted river, falling toward the inner city.
Lu Yuan clenched his fists, preparing himself for the worst.
If that thing crashes directly into Bronze City...
He did not dare think any further.
Even a single remnant drop of the Sea of Knowledge's aura could instantly mutate an ordinary person into something neither human nor eerie. This was an entire river.
However...
At the instant the River of Light was about to touch the tops of the inner city's buildings—
It did not fall.
Lu Yuan's pupils contracted sharply.
The end of the River of Light, roughly a hundred meters above the inner city, seemed to have been caught by some force.
It plunged directly into another space.
Lu Yuan saw it.
Directly beneath the River of Light, a patch of empty space silently split open.
It was pure "nothingness."
Like a blank space gouged out of reality.
The River of Light simply poured into that void.
Dreamlike colors continuously overflowed from the crack in the sky, cascading down this passage before being swallowed the instant they touched the void.
Without a sound.
Like water flowing into the ground.
The glowing text fragments tumbled and collided as they fell. Occasionally, a few were swept off course by the airflow, spun in midair, and then vanished into the night.
Like fireflies—one flash, and they were gone.
At last, Lu Yuan's suspended heart settled.
Thank goodness...
He took a deep breath, and the night wind poured into his