As the Heart of Space acknowledged its master, the vortex within the Eye of the Void gradually subsided, leaving behind only fragmented space and severed limbs.
After the seven-colored glow faded, Jiang Shu stood amid the shattered spatial rift, a faint silver-blue radiance seeping from his dantian.
The Heart of Space had perfectly fused with him. At this moment, he felt that the endless space around him was like an extension of his limbs, every inch of the void linked to his bloodline.
"Brother Jiang, how does it feel?"
Zhan Feng put away his battle axe, concern in his eyes. Beside him, Zhan Yun was regulating her breathing with a Secret Method. The wounds left by the previous battle still gave off strange Gray Mist.
Jiang Shu slowly opened his eyes. Tiny spatial rifts flickered in and out of sight within his pupils.
"The Heart of Space is more profound than I imagined."
He raised a hand and made a light slash. A Space Fragment far in the distance silently split apart, its cut smooth as a mirror.
"I can now directly sense the structure of space, but I'm still not proficient with it."
Before his words had faded, he suddenly vanished from where he stood. In the next instant, he appeared a hundred zhang in the air, standing atop a distorted curtain of light.
This was not teleportation, but the direct folding of spatial distance.
Several geniuses from the Deep Space Sea looked up, their eyes filled with shock.
"This is already close to the spatial control of the Venerable Realm..."
The speaker was Qing Yang, an Ancient Monster of the Nine Universes Merchant Alliance.
When he had first learned Jiang Shu's name, he had been deeply unconvinced. He believed Jiang Shu had gained such fame within the Nine