Lin Chen felt an overwhelming suction gripping him. No matter how he struggled or unleashed his Battle Aura, he could not break free.
That sense of helplessness cut him deeply.
His own strength really was insignificant before such irresistible heavenly might...
Then the vortex shuddered violently, its pull suddenly intensifying as it dragged Lin Chen's entire body inside.
Lin Chen abandoned his futile struggle and turned his gaze toward his parents, wanting one more look at them.
He had no idea what would happen once he was pulled into the vortex. Perhaps this would be his last glimpse of them.
"Chen!" Alia cried out behind him, her voice torn with anguish. She stumbled forward, trying to stop him.
But half of Lin Chen's body had already disappeared into the vortex.
He looked at Lynn, then at Alia, his star-bright eyes filled with unspoken feelings and the pain of parting.
"Father... Mother... take care!" he called out one last time.
The vortex swallowed his voice.
The spatial rift abruptly contracted. The River Styx vortex vanished, and Lin Chen vanished with it.
All that remained was a greatsword embedded in the ground, a few golden embers still clinging to its blade.
The aura of the River Styx pressing down on Lynn disappeared completely. He dropped to his knees with a thud, his hand still outstretched to catch his son, but there was nothing left to grasp.
Lynn stared at the spot where Lin Chen had vanished, his eyes unblinking.
Alia's legs gave out, and she sank to her knees beside him. Her mouth hung open in anguish, but she could no longer utter a word. Only her tears kept falling.
Black Mountain stood a short distance away, breathing heavily. At the sight of their devastating separation, he burst into laughter.
"Tsk, tsk,