Death qi surged back like a tide. From the crack in the Unified Divine Prison's gates, countless invisible chains lashed out and bound Zhou Xuan tight.
They dragged him backward.
Without pause.
Black furrows were plowed through the void, and fierce winds tugged Zhou Xuan's robes into snapping billows.
He did not struggle.
The three-colored Dao Fruit inside him lay still as stagnant water, without a trace of law fluctuations escaping.
He simply watched the Divine Lord a hundred zhang away.
Following that dragging force, his feet slid inch by inch toward the crack between the gates.
Ten zhang.
Five zhang.
One zhang.
Half his body had already sunk into the churning darkness. Terminal death qi crawled up his neck, intent on dragging this madman who dared touch divine authority into an abyss of eternal damnation.
The Divine Lord's eyelids drooped. The speck of platinum divine light of order at his fingertip was slowly dispersing.
His gaze held nothing beyond the indifference reserved for a discarded tool.
Just as Zhou Xuan's face was about to disappear completely into the darkness.
The corner of his mouth suddenly lifted.
His left eye was gray-gold, his right pure black.
Two lights flashed in the dead silence.
His right hand rose from within the darkness.
It hung in midair.
His five fingers curled inward.
As though crushing an insubstantial bug.
In a distant star domain.
On the Unity Continent, at the Core Array Eye in the deepest reaches of its earth veins.
A gap suddenly appeared amid the steadily circulating laws of the Four Realms.
The mark of nothingness Zhou Xuan had left there with his earlier stomp burst apart.
There was no thunderous noise, no energy storm.
Only an utterly pure surge of "nothingness."
It severed space outright, crossed the distance of countless