Passing Through the Light Barrier

The order runes Tianheng Dao Lord had left behind exploded one after another amid the collapse. Dark-gold light flashed and vanished in the darkness, like lamps being snuffed out one by one.

The three Abyss Great Lords struggled within the collapsing passage.

Their roars came from behind, growing ever more distant.

Those cries were laced with fury and unwillingness.

Not fear—mid-tier Abyss Great Lords did not know fear—but in the final moment before the passage collapsed, their roars carried a trace of the stifled frustration of seeing all their efforts come to nothing.

The collapse was faster than they were.

They were left hundreds of miles behind within the passage, the distance between them widening.

The first was still struggling to squeeze forward. The second had its bone spurs tangled in the collapsing barriers. The third was pinned beneath fragments of the barrier. Then the passage collapsed completely.

That stretch of passage snapped in the middle, like a bent chopstick breaking in two.

At the break, fragments of the chaos barrier shot in every direction. As they flew, those fragments exploded, turning into even finer specks of light.

The motes collided with one another, producing a dense patter of crackling sounds, like raindrops striking sheet metal.

The three Abyss Great Lords were swallowed by the fragments of chaos.

Dark Nether Dao Lord extended his divine sense deep into the passage.

His divine sense moved through the collapsing barriers like a fish swimming upstream.

Collapsing fragments surged toward him from ahead. He had to evade them while sensing the situation in front of him.

He sensed it.

"The passage can hold for another two hours. After two hours, we must leave."

His divine sense detected an exit ahead.

The exit lay at the deepest point of the passage, dark gold in