There was no time to savor the strange sensation of passing through the "Pipeline"...
The shocking sight before them seized everyone's attention with brute force.
Sound itself seemed to have stopped traveling through the air. The world before their eyes fell deathly silent.
Ahead, in the distance.
The Giant Night Watcher stood motionless, like a stone statue.
Its thickly furred tiger head remained intact, but most of its white-scaled body had been flattened against the ground.
An image of stepping on soda cans as a child flashed through Moyu's mind. Yet what had just happened looked more like half a drawing being abruptly rubbed out with an eraser.
It had undeniably happened in three-dimensional space, and they had witnessed it from within that same three-dimensional space.
Yet it gave them the powerful impression of something unfolding in two dimensions.
Just like Soul Echo's ability...
When he activated its form-switching ability, his three-dimensional Shadow Clone became a flat, two-dimensional shape in less than a second.
But how much crushing force would it take to flatten such an enormous body in a single second, until it merged with the pure white ground?
And what absurd degree of control would allow someone to flatten a colossal creature without letting any excess force spill into the ground and cause immense destruction?
More importantly, the source of all this was actually a wisp of something that looked like willow fluff or a feather?
No—
I can't even imagine how that works.
Conventional understanding would be pulverized in an instant when applied to something like this.
"Soul Echo: Shadow World."
Steadying himself, Moyu manipulated his aura to form one unit of shadow, then spread it over the ground to create an entrance to the Shadow World.
"Get inside, now."
Standing beside the shadow that resembled a