"It's it! It's this mark!—Not good! It's leaving!"
"—No! Stop it!"
When an inconspicuous streak of white light pierced through layer upon layer of blockades and descended soundlessly, those majestic masters, whose voices rang like bells, sensed it instantly.
It was no longer merely a sensation within their minds, but an ancient language that truly emerged from that endless darkness!
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Yet no matter how those surging, roaring, excited, impatient "voices" reacted, or how they tried to stop it, some profound influence akin to the edge of a critical celestial body seemed to emerge. From the stone platform to the abyss below, every sight became indistinguishable between light and shadow, hazy and warped—
And yet, although this white light was clearly slowed somewhat by the outside "obstruction," it still landed precisely within that tiny "cocoon," which had nearly been sealed within an isolated pocket of spacetime—where the continuity of time, space, matter, and energy had been violently destroyed, tearing it completely apart—
It descended upon that inconspicuous figure within!
—He had not even managed to faint.
This was the first time Li Jiye had so clearly sensed the process of being "extracted," or rather, "teleported."
Clearly, thanks to those Titan Ancient Gods who had no ability to pull themselves free, who could not even reveal their true forms, as though even their concrete appearances carried some taboo information, yet still frantically obstructed the process in secret—
The Main God's teleportation, forcibly delayed by several moments, was no longer as instantaneous as a thought. That seemingly "slow," snail-like process could now be perceived even by an ant like him!
Even so, it had only lasted the span of a spark flashing off flint!
Slow in appearance, swift in truth!
Earlier, he had thought on his feet. In particular, he