Spatial shifting failed.
He tried to draw on the Spatial Great Dao to evade, but Blind Ancient's Hundred Laws had completely locked the surrounding void in place.
Every inch of space was packed with hostile law power. There was not a single gap to slip through.
His water Dao spread out and was crushed.
His Fire Dao blazed and was devoured.
Under the crushing weight of the Hundred Laws, his two Great Daos were like candles tossed into a furnace.
From every direction, countless streams of law power surged at once, sealing off every route.
Above, below, left, right, ahead, behind—every way led to death.
Chen Hao was sent flying. His body slammed into the warped space along the black hole's inner wall, rebounded, and took another Slaughter Blade across his back.
He was almost cleaved in two.
He knelt in the void. Blood streamed from wounds all over his body, gathering into red beads that drifted through the weightless darkness.
Blind Ancient stood in the distance, the radiance of the Hundred Laws making him look like an ancient demon god.
"It's over, Chen Hao."
Chen Hao remained on his knees. His body could no longer hold out.
He lowered his head and glanced at himself. His flesh was mangled, his bones exposed, and the Dao Foundations of his three Great Daos were shattering inch by inch.
But he was smiling.
The corner of his mouth tugged upward into a bloody curve. Within him, his essence began to burn.
This was no ordinary channeling of spiritual power. It was true combustion.
His blood essence burned. His Dao Foundation burned. Even his divine soul burned.
Everything poured into a single Great Dao...
Space.
Chen Hao stopped defending.
He abandoned all resistance to the attacks of the Hundred Laws rushing toward him.