The depths of the void were terrifyingly silent.
Here, time no longer flowed in a straight line, and space had lost all sense of up, down, left, and right. After the Lamp Keeper departed, the Blue Lightning Dragon God Airship had sailed through this lightless region for several years.
Yu Tianyu sat at the bow, letting interstellar storms batter his nearly miraculous body. He rested his chin on his right hand, while his left held the golden chain fastened around Xiao Wu's neck. At the other end of the chain, the one who had once been the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit now looked more like a battle puppet steeped in dragon aura, radiating a gloomy presence.
"Master, we've detected a Plane Anchor ahead. Its properties... seem to lean toward chaos." Hu Liena came in from the cabin. A pair of small, purplish-black fox horns had grown from her forehead—a mutation caused by absorbing the divinity of several small worlds.
Yu Tianyu slowly opened his eyes, his purple-gold vertical pupils cutting through the darkness. "Chaos? That means... it hasn't been purged by that so-called God of Order. It's the perfect hunting ground."
Meanwhile, on Douluo Continent—the original Plane.
The former Sea God Island, now the Isle of Oblivion, had become a wasteland.
Tang San's remnant soul had wandered there for nearly a thousand years. Under the Dragon God Restriction Yu Tianyu had left behind, he couldn't dissipate or be reincarnated. He couldn't even go completely mad—that was a luxury denied to him. Whenever he was on the verge of losing consciousness, the restriction would unleash thunder, forcibly mending his soul so he could continue enduring his loneliness.
"Water... Give me water..." His hoarse voice, like sandpaper scraping together, echoed through the empty ruins.
Suddenly, a green lamp lit the beach