The spacetime passage had opened, but it was no path to survival.
It was a meat grinder!
In midair, Wue, who had been watching the show all along, finally burst out laughing.
His thunderous laughter made even the rubble below tremble and bounce.
"Splendid. What a splendid performance."
Wue rose from his throne and slowly clapped his hands.
"You thought digging up a few worthless stones and activating this formation would let you stroll right out?"
"Naive."
"If the Burial Sea were so easy to leave, why would I have spent such endless years here?"
Wue's gaze was icy, filled with undisguised mockery.
"This passage doesn't connect to the outside world. It connects to endless void storms."
"The Myriad Spirits Stone's energy is only enough to force open the spatial barrier. It can't stabilize the passage's internal structure at all."
"Go in, and you die."
Wue spread his arms, thoroughly enjoying the predicament Lin Qingmo and the others were in.
"Come on, let me see."
"Will you obediently stand here and wait for me to act, or line up and jump into the passage to feed the spacetime turbulence?"
"Show me that fearless spirit you had earlier. Open my eyes again."
The fierce wind whipped the hem of Lin Qingmo's clothes.
He met Wue's mocking gaze with a composure that sent chills through the heart.
There was not a trace of panic at being trapped in a desperate situation.
"With such limited insight, no wonder you've been trapped here for so many years."
Lin Qingmo coldly delivered his verdict.
Then his gaze shifted to Ah Yin beside him.
"Ah Yin."
No further words were needed.
One look was enough for Ah Yin to understand his intent.
Unprecedented resolve appeared on the Blue Silver Emperor's gentle face.
She stepped forward and