The starry sky-like inscriptions on the Newborn Taboo's body were peeling away in great sheets.
Beneath the dark red flesh where they had peeled away, vast numbers of green roots spread outward inch by inch.
That greenery had completely surged back over the body of the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings. At this moment, it was merging with the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings—or rather, it was discarding something and elevating another kind of power within itself.
It was transforming itself from a Newborn Taboo into another Newborn Taboo.
And deep within that flesh, the unified cries still rang out, growing ever more intense.
Those voices pierced through the curtain of rain overhead, through the citywide roar, and pointed straight at some place within the void.
That patch of void trembled more and more violently. Clearly, whatever was there was about to emerge.
Listening to the cries filling the sky, Lu Yuan knew only what it was, but when its name reached his ears, it turned into an incomprehensible mass of noise.
Lu Yuan merely glanced at it before immediately looking away. At his core, he was only a Third Order existence. To stare directly at a Taboo existence was inherently an extremely unwise thing to do.
And on the battlefield overhead, the other two had not been idle either.
The phantom of the City of Chains was being doused wave after wave by the waters of the Sea of Knowledge. The black city walls flickered in and out, while the green eyes burning upon them swayed precariously, as though they were about to go out.
Yet even as they seemed on the verge of extinguishing, they stubbornly refused to shatter.
The phantom chains extending from the void were wrapped around the Crown. Though the waters of the Sea of