Immersed in weaving a nightmare, Gao Ming sensed the various "divine anomalies" of the Yin-Yang Interstice watching him. He did not stop until he had stitched together the final wound—the gap where the Fate Bridge had broken.
The instant he finished, the enormous monster, part dragon and part centipede, broke free of the Yin-Yang Interstice's restraints and lunged straight at the nearest "divine anomaly." It was an endless ancient road stretched across a Mortal World Leaf, crowded with figures holding white umbrellas. They were easily torn apart, revealing faces riddled with punctures beneath the umbrellas.
If anyone turned back and saw their faces, their soul seemed to be sucked away. But the Dragon Centipede formed from nightmare rules paid no heed. The more wounds it suffered, the more frenzied it became. Its body, tens of thousands of miles long, coiled around the ancient road, countless legs stabbing into it. It wore the road down over time until it severed it. Only after the wound left by the road's rupture appeared on the Dragon Centipede's own body did it stop.
The ancient road fell into the Mortal World Leaf beneath it, and veins of fate snapped one after another. A hint of color returned to the faces of the living, as though everyone had finally recovered a lost fragment of their soul. Their lifespans lengthened, and they felt refreshed and clearheaded. Some, however, began behaving strangely, growing excited and crazed.
From the anomalous, uncanny beings that had been killed, Gao Ming obtained a great deal of information about the Yin-Yang Interstice. Most things here were anomalies, and only a few leaves of the Mortal World could give birth to "divine anomalies." The ancient road the Dragon Centipede had destroyed was one such "divine anomaly," though their abilities and strength varied enormously.