As the monster drew closer, the temperature around them kept dropping.
Yin Chao frowned and glanced at the black hole they had come through.
The black hole hovered in midair, now only the size of a fingertip.
Only when the world's creator let go of her obsession could the black hole open.
But what if she never let go?
Yin Chao sighed with some concern. That fell outside his considerations; his only responsibility was to get people out.
As for the black hole...
He snapped his fingers, and a hurricane formed from unknown power danced at his fingertips.
As though torn open by a pair of invisible hands, the black hole gradually expanded from fingertip-sized to large enough for one person to pass through.
Yin Chao reached the black hole first. He had intended to wait for Bai Xu.
But even after standing at the entrance for a long time with his back to the man behind him, he received no response.
The crackling of flames and the monster's heavy panting-those faint yet impossible-to-ignore sounds circled his ears, growing louder and louder.
Yin Chao turned and saw grief written across Bai Xu's face.
He was gazing at Jin Zi, seemingly wrestling with himself.
"It's no use. You can't save her. She can only stay in the world she created and slowly await its destruction."
Yin Chao spoke bluntly.
Those words seemed to offer Bai Xu some comfort, and he looked away from Jin Zi.
"She once told me the story of her and Zhao Qing, on a quiet night...
Even the pitch-black night sky seemed to soften into a haze because of her good mood.
She said they were just two ordinary people among the countless others in the Real World.
A harmonious family, steady jobs, a partner to lean