The Void fell completely silent. Even Li Ziran himself did not know where he was. Emptiness surrounded him, and he floated within that belt of nothingness. Yet he was not nervous in the slightest. The entire Void was madly pouring energy into him, and he had never felt so at ease. Unfortunately, it was a little lonely.
William had evaporated into nothingness at some unknown moment. The world wrapped within the Boundary Wall had not even stirred a ripple in the Void.
He had broken through, breaking free from the shackles of confinement, yet he could still sense the pressure upon the spatial wall. With William's fall, those wills were rapidly withdrawing.
He knew this space was very weak. Compared to a fully formed universe, it was merely a tender sprout that had only just begun to grow. As Void energy continuously poured in, he could vaguely sense clusters of wills around him.
They were other Voids, existing much like parallel spaces. He could sense them, but he could not penetrate them.
The Void had no boundaries. This connection was merely a resonance through certain runes.
Runes appeared across the surface of Hippo Ancient City. These had all been William's legacy, but now they were becoming Li Ziran's script. He could faintly see the universe of old and even sense the turning Earth, but it was now bound tightly by the entire Void.
At this moment, with only a glance, there was no longer anything in that former universe worth lingering over.
The instant he sensed it, wave after wave of wills descended, seeming to wish to establish some kind of connection. Yet Li Ziran severed everything completely. He knew he had no right to bargain with these Creators. His capital was far too meager.
The Void was deathly silent.