"What... did... you do...?"
The moment Adam's inverted cause-and-effect statement fell, Blood Demon Youquan's primordial spirit suddenly flickered violently. Wearing an expression of utter disbelief, he asked the question.
The reason he could control Unit-01's colossal body—a form so immense it blasphemed the gods—was not merely the forbidden technology from the higher realm provided by Adam. His greatest reliance was the blood river he had refined over thousands of years, enough to drown an entire continent, along with his vast magical power.
But just now.
At the instant Adam snapped his fingers.
The connection between him and his own power had been forcibly severed by some higher, more unreasonable law.
The sea of blood no longer roared, and the resentful souls ceased their wailing.
This spiritual world, built from his will, was rejecting its master.
But unfortunately, no one was left to answer his question.
Adam merely raised the hand that had pierced through Youquan's chest, then gave it a light flick, as though dusting a speck of ash from his clothes.
Blood Demon Youquan's form, composed entirely of pure divine consciousness, completely collapsed beneath that casual gesture. It turned into billions of crimson motes, then was silently swallowed by the sea of blood.
He did not even have time to leave behind a scream.
"A causality Spirit Word triggered by lies?"
Watching this scene, Zhang Qi's brow twitched slightly.
This ability was bizarre.
Judging from how it worked, it bore a striking resemblance to the Spirit Words of Dragon Raja World. Both used language as a medium to issue commands to the world itself.
Though he could not immediately analyze its precise workings, he was certain that it undoubtedly belonged to the realm of causality-based divine arts.
"That's right."
Adam withdrew his hand and adjusted his collar.
"This ability