"Now that things had come to this, with a Heaven Lord like me standing guard here, Candle Dragon, do you still intend to slaughter Donghua to the last?"
Amid the raging tidal waves of space, Qiu Yan's Divine Spirit Body spoke as he drew in a deep breath!
This breath was exceptionally long, pulling in all the radiance surrounding him and swallowing it into his mouth. His entire divine body then became increasingly profound and dark. With the surrounding light gone, he looked like a humanoid Black Hole, devouring all brightness around him. Layer upon layer of Thought Threads then erupted from that deepest darkness, spreading swiftly and blanketing the entire region of space, finally suppressing and fixing it in place!
Once the space was fixed, the Candle Dragons charging toward him had their movements restricted. Their temporal nature was consequently revealed, and because they could no longer move through space, their time could not advance either. They were forcibly dragged back into their original spatiotemporal stage, and their projections vanished.
This stretch of space had originally been eroded by Candle Dragon. Along with his body, the tribes upon it, and the space itself, it had all been moving toward Donghua. But now that Qiu Yan had acted and the Literary Web filled the region, he was competing with Candle Dragon for control of space. Both sides were eroding it, and under this stalemate, Candle Dragon lost absolute control over the space and could no longer continue forward.
This solidification also halted Candle Dragon's relentless advance toward Donghua.
"Oh? The aura of human civilization?" Yet Candle Dragon, this great figure tormented by the Five Declines of Heaven and Man who had risked everything, showed no anger at all. Instead, he carefully analyzed the mysteries of Qiu Yan's power. "You establish