Opportunities mattered, but staying alive mattered more.
The blood-colored light curtain was clearly riddled with danger. So many people had entered, yet only Jiang Mian, the Holy Maiden of the Origin Hall, remained inside.
And they knew nothing of what had happened within.
The terror of the unknown chilled the heart far more than any known danger.
Inside the Imperial Crown Space.
Jiang Mian unleashed the Azure Sea Tide-Welling Wall, desperately blocking the Dark Judgment Swords.
Those Judgment Swords were immensely powerful. Each rivaled an all-out strike from a Peak-Stage Grandmaster.
Thousands of Judgment Swords formed a rain of blades that blotted out the sky, pouring toward Jiang Mian from every direction at once.
Even she had no choice but to give it her all.
The twenty thousand patterns on her Azure Water Heavenly Silk Gloves shone in unison, their azure light surging wildly like a tide.
Under her all-out efforts, the water wall around her constantly flowed and strengthened, keeping every Judgment Sword at bay.
As time passed, Jiang Mian keenly noticed that the surrounding darkness curtain was slowly dimming.
The darkness force, once thick as ink, was thinning little by little.
At the sight, a glimmer of delight appeared in Jiang Mian's cool eyes.
Just as I suspected, this Darkness Space must have some kind of limitation. Now it seems that limitation is that it cannot be sustained for long.
She silently analyzed the situation.
Even a prodigy at the Peak-Stage Grandmaster level like her could not break this Darkness Space, and it possessed an endless supply of Dark Judgment Swords. If it had no weaknesses at all, it would have been far too monstrous.
Now it seemed that, powerful as the Darkness Space was, it had a time limit.
The patterns on Jiang Mian's Azure Water