Got Cold Feet?

"It would have to be me going out."

Pang Jian held a refined gold longsword, turning it over in his hands with obvious fondness. He tried channeling the divine power within him into it, sensing the sword's peculiarities.

"Whoosh!"

A gleaming golden edge shot from the tip of the sword.

Guided by Pang Jian's thoughts, a beam of sword light containing the profound secrets of Ruins Domain refined gold stabbed toward the vault of this world.

A powerful intuition suddenly arose within him: this beam of sword light could shatter the laws and regulations of the Ruins Domain, could break through the Boundary Wall and escape!

The moment that intuition surfaced, he bestowed upon the sword light a soul imprint that belonged solely to him.

It was as though he had transformed into a streak of sword light, granting it its own living will. It smoothly reached the Boundary Wall of the heavens, where it indeed encountered an unknown restriction of laws.

Yet in the blink of an eye, the sword light broke through the Ruins Domain's legal restrictions.

"Whoosh!"

The sword light passed through the Boundary Wall!

It suddenly slipped into another Boundary Wall, entering the vast gray Sea of Ghost Mist and weaving through countless interlacing bolts of lightning.

"Brother!"

Pang Lin suddenly cried out in the world at the bottom of Thunder Prison.

The "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" had shrunk tens of millions of times and was lightly held in her hand. Deep within the void above her head, scenes of dark secret realms flickered into being and vanished.

The lightning in her hand, the laws of darkness she had controlled in her previous life, and the subtleties of the soul she understood in this life had just allowed her to sever the connection between Thunder