The head, tubes, and arms spawned by the enormous Anomaly face overhead all turned to ash beneath that overwhelming power.
Nothing could withstand it. Whatever it touched perished.
In less than a thousandth of an instant, Li Qing escaped its reach through the power of World-Walking Star-Shifting.
He arrived in the region shrouded by Doomsday Mist, in the opposite direction from Ashes.
But Ashes seemed to have anticipated this. In the next instant, something happened that shook Li Qing to his core.
The palm that had covered a ten-mile area suddenly became hundreds, then thousands of palms.
Sky, ground, left, right—every corner was filled with them.
No pattern or trace marked their appearance. They simply appeared, as though it were the most ordinary thing in the world.
In an instant, Li Qing seemed trapped with no way out.
This was a gulf in raw power, a terrifying force beyond comprehension.
Not even logic changed things so unreasonably.
The power that turned everything to ash was about to engulf Li Qing completely.
He seemed certain to die here. No one could change his fate.
Even Li Qing himself sensed that death was inevitable.
The power that reduced all things to ash had already touched him.
Yet just as everything pointed to a single outcome,
Li Qing suddenly smiled and looked toward Ashes.
"The time is up," he said softly.
In the next instant, Li Qing vanished.
As though he had never been there, countless palms swallowed the spot where he had stood.
Ashes let out a thunderous roar. "Damn it! How did he escape?"
Ashes had realized that the power which had brought Li Qing here was exhausted, allowing him to escape with his life.
Boundless power erupted from Ashes like a surging flood and tsunami, sweeping in every direction.
Everything