As for the possibility that the other party had come from the myriad heavens, that was even more impossible.
Long before the eve of the great calamity, numerous great powers had joined forces to hide Primordial Spacetime, the Center of Myriad Worlds.
As the source of all things, Primordial Spacetime was exceptionally special. No matter how powerful an expert from the myriad heavens might be, even if they reached the very pinnacle of Creation, if they had not witnessed the truest heaven and earth and branded it into their heart, they could never take that final step and become a great power.
Even as countless thoughts churned through her mind, nothing changed on her face. Yet in secret, she had already unleashed a divine ability, preparing to send a spark of spiritual light fleeing away.
That thought was indeed important, but it was not something she could not abandon.
The escape of that spiritual light involved a realm beyond Creation. It was a life-saving technique the Devil Master had taught her, said to contain the mysteries of Origin. Even ordinary great powers could not intercept it unless they possessed a profound grasp of Origin.
She could not have been more decisive. The moment she noticed this, she fled at once, abandoning everything without the slightest hesitation.
Then Zhao Cheng saw Mu Hongyu's flickering spiritual light resonate with the ripples born from Origin. With a single flash, it crossed an infinite distance in the conceptual sense. Had he not happened to comprehend this step just before, he truly would have been unable to stop her.
Yet Mu Hongyu had fallen out of the Burial Ground precisely because he had comprehended Origin for the second time. It was almost as if everything had been arranged in advance.
But with Zhao Cheng's current