Wu Pifu covered hundreds of meters in a single step. His speed had reached around seven hundred meters per second—twice the speed of sound, achieved with nothing but a mortal body.
Ahead of him were six Ascendant Bodies and one arrival from the Heavenly Court. They... could not escape!
Far away in the city, all six Ascendant Bodies suddenly began to tremble violently. It was a lifeform's instinctive reaction when facing death, destruction, an invincible enemy—no, a natural predator.
Ascendant Bodies possessed perfect selfhood, so they would not misjudge such things. They quickly understood why their flesh was trembling of its own accord. The realization left them angry and humiliated, but even more terrified.
The emergence of this instinct was the most terrifying part. It meant that within this space, no matter what they did, they could never be Wu Pifu's match. Absolutely not...
The sacrifices continued—frantic, horrifying sacrifices. This was far more than simple slaughter. After mentally controlling ordinary people, they used the cognitive anchors of the space's ordinary people to undermine the very rules anchored by those same people. It was like exploiting a bug. In theory, so long as there were enough ordinary people in the space to sacrifice, they really could destroy the rule prohibiting supernatural power, perhaps even destroy the space itself.
The prerequisite was... that the soul and true-spirit essences of Wu Pifu and the Nightmare, the foundations underlying this space, could not sustain it.
So it had only ever been theoretical. But now, something had changed. Two of the three Nightmares had died, while the remaining one was gradually slipping into its final moments...
As the sacrifices continued, the number of ordinary people in the city had already fallen by more than seventy percent. Then, upon reaching a certain threshold, the six Ascendant