After the streak of light slew the Ice Crystal White Dove, it continued onward, striking the Hotel's wall.
Whoosh-
In an instant, the entire space began to shake violently.
In the wake of the light, the surface of the wall first buckled, then silently collapsed inward. An entire wall turned to dust. Next, the Hotel's interior began to warp as well, its ceiling bending and its floors sinking.
A pitch-black rift opened silently amid the dust, as though it would draw everything into oblivion.
Those indistinct spatial boundaries, constantly rolling and trembling, were like curtains trying to conceal the scenery behind them. Torn apart by the light, they had no choice but to reveal what lay beyond.
Qin Siyang's heart tightened.
Had that slash broken the Spatial Artifact itself?
But as the Spatial Artifact crumbled, Qin Siyang saw something utterly shocking through the steadily widening dark rift.
A human figure appeared within it.
No, "human figure" was not quite the right description. That figure stood in the distant depths of space, without the sound of breathing or any sign of life.
Yet Qin Siyang could clearly sense that it was a being. If he had to define that being, then-it did not belong to their world.
He wore a seamless robe, its dull fabric giving off the faintest cold blue-silver sheen.
Doors and corridors densely covered the robe. Door connected to door, and corridor crossed corridor. Some doors were shut, some stood ajar, and a few were wide open.
Within the Spatial Artifact's pitch-black rift before Qin Siyang, a shadowy path slowly extended into the folds of the robe.
Sensing Qin Siyang's gaze, the being turned his head.
The instant their eyes met, Qin Siyang felt as though his entire body had plunged into an abyss.
His face was not