Seal and Acceptance

The arc had a radius of a thousand li. Its starting point was the front of the ruins, and its endpoint was the other side of the ruins, where Blood Butcher was waiting to receive him.

The three Abyss Great Lords pursued him for roughly three hundred li.

At the three-hundred-li mark, a fourth aura burst out from the ruins.

That mid Dao Lord-level Abyss Great Lord had finally moved.

It was twice the size of the other three.

Its body bore no scales, no eyes, no face.

There was only a smooth, pitch-black skin, like a mirror.

Its skin reflected everything around it: the chaotic gray-white, the dark red halos, Chu Ming's gray-gold.

Yet its own form was absent from the reflection. It was not "reflected" in the mirror—it had "replaced" the mirror.

The mirror contained only the surrounding environment, not itself.

It was far faster than the other three.

The instant it shot out of the ruins, it was like a cannonball fired into the void, carving a straight dark-red trail through the chaos.

The trail was a hundred zhang across. Wherever it passed, chaos was torn apart, leaving behind a deep ravine.

At the ravine's edges, chaos tried to heal, but its rate of healing could not keep up with the rate at which it was being torn apart.

It was catching up from behind.

Rather than flanking Chu Ming from both sides like the other three, it pursued him in a straight line.

It cared neither for direction nor strategy. It cared only for its prey.

It was twice as fast as the other three.

The three had chased for three hundred li, narrowing the distance from a hundred li to sixty; it had burst from the ruins and, in only ten breaths, narrowed the distance