"Light's Passing? Does it mean that even light must pass away?"
At the sound of the name, a thought flashed through Tang San's mind.
But at this moment, he had no time to think further.
When Xu Yue fully concentrated the ten-thousandfold gravity into a single point, the power of this move had already risen to an entirely new level.
The blue-gold divine power enveloping Tang Wulin's body was being consumed at an unprecedented rate.
At the same time, the Light's Passing vortex behind them, like the gaping maw of an abyss, continued to expand amid its frenzied devouring.
The terrifying suction it emitted grew stronger and more dreadful by the second.
That sensation of being dragged by terrifying gravity, helpless and unable to control himself—
Instantly brought Tang San back to that powerless moment when the God Realm had been swept up by the space-time turbulence and plunged into a black hole.
Only now, there was no entire God Realm outside to withstand the pressure.
Nor were there the two God Kings, Destruction and Life, sacrificing themselves.
The power of this single divine consciousness of his was utterly incapable of resisting it.
Damn it! Tang San cursed inwardly. Divine power erupted violently around him like flames as he tried to break free of the gravity.
However—
Before that overwhelming gravitational force, everything seemed futile.
Tang San's figure was still being dragged backward, and his speed was only growing faster and faster.
Xu Yue looked at Tang San with icy eyes.
Tang San's divine power had its limits. Did Xu Yue's power not have limits as well?
It was not that he did not want to use his Authority to create a pseudo-black hole, nor that he did not want to employ even greater gravity to crush Tang San outright.