Inside the Guixu Pearl.
In a deathly silent, sealed space, Summers crouched in the southwest corner. His body was still enormous, his comet-like bulk occupying a quarter of the entire space. A corrosive sheen flowed across his dark red carapace.
He was doing one thing.
He raised a forelimb covered in barbs and unhurriedly struck the Guixu Pearl's inner wall.
Thud.
A light tap.
A visible crack appeared on the inner wall, extending three inches from the point of contact before stopping.
Summers withdrew his forelimb, glanced at the crack, and gave a low sneer.
"Pathetic."
He shifted into a more comfortable position, curling his enormous body a little tighter. Hundreds of jointed limbs writhed beneath his dark red carapace, as though he were stretching after a meal.
There was not the slightest urgency.
"Chen Hao." Summers's voice echoed through the sealed space. "How long do you think this lousy pearl can hold me?"
No one answered.
He did not need an answer.
Another strike.
Thud.
A new crack appeared. It joined the end of the first and extended another two inches.
The cracks were reflected in Summers's dozens of compound eyes, each gleaming with leisurely ease.
He was calculating the time.
At his current pace, breaking a little more each day, it would take a year at most. After a year, this cage constructed from Space Law would shatter completely.
Just one year.
For a being in the Celestial Immortal Realm who had lived for countless tens of thousands of years, a year was not even long enough for a nap.
"You should have been torn to pieces by Blind Ancient out there by now, right?" Summers muttered to himself, his tone faintly mocking. "An Immortal King against someone in the Celestial Immortal Realm—what does it matter if you