As the hoarse voice rang out...
A blood-red phantom appeared out of thin air within this dreamlike sea of stars.
At the same time.
The power of laws unleashed by Cheng Buzheng's avatar was directly crushed and scattered by an even more formidable power of laws.
That vast, majestic force bore down on this avatar, rendering him unable to move for a time.
The gateway was but a step away, yet it had become the distance between heaven and earth.
Seeing that escape was hopeless, Cheng Buzheng slowly turned around and looked toward the source of that familiar voice, his eyes carrying a deep, somber light.
"You were plotting against me?"
"Haha!" The blood-red phantom laughed. "Your comprehension is quite good.
"You realized it so quickly.
"Not bad!
"Not bad, not bad!!"
The blood-red phantom lavished Cheng Buzheng with praise, as if it were exceedingly pleased with the performance of a junior.
At those words...
How could Cheng Buzheng not realize that his guess had been correct?
Clearly, the previous exchange between the Purgatory Clan Progenitor and those divine envoys and priests had been deliberately staged for him to see.
Cheng Buzheng even suspected...
That the changes in the boundless blood-red tide cascading down from the blood-red cloud layer, until it finally neared a stable state—
And even the blood-red phantom's posture of entering a deep level of recuperation and closed-door meditation within the black coffin...
Everything!
All of it had been a smokescreen devised by the Purgatory Clan Progenitor to deceive him.
In an instant.
These thoughts flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.
Otherwise.
There was no way the Purgatory Clan Progenitor, supposedly in a state of deep recuperation and closed-door meditation, could have arrived so quickly.
The moment the Great Array protecting the Blood Saint Treasure was disturbed, he