Carrying Han Li, Griffin sped away before the thunder of the collapsing Demon God Ruins was swallowed entirely by darkness. The drop of ancient god essence blood sealed in the Jade Bottle warmed faintly against his chest, proclaiming its extraordinary nature. Yet Han Li's thoughts were not wholly on it. He was far more concerned about whether the Grand Elder was still alive.
"Griffin, turn back. Go to where the ancient god true body collapsed," Han Li said gravely. Griffin understood and gave a long cry, tracing an elegant arc of gold and black through the boundless darkness before wheeling around and hurtling back the way they had come.
Thanks to his cultivation breakthrough and deeper comprehension of spacetime, Han Li's perception in the darkness now far surpassed what it had been. He could clearly "see" weak points in the spacetime turbulence and sense traces of lingering energy.
Although the energy storm unleashed by the ancient god true body's collapse had subsided, the chaotic Dao laws and destructive aura lingering at its center still served as a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding Han Li onward.
After flying for somewhat less than half a day, the scene ahead gradually became "clear." It was not visual clarity, but rather his perception of a "core of chaos."
It was a region of nothingness nearly a hundred li across, as though a piece of the Heavenly Star Ruins had been forcibly "gouged" out. All that remained were the edges of spacetime rifts, slowly writhing as they tried and failed to close.
The edges of the rifts had a bizarre, molten-glass appearance, radiating a rainbow of colors that nevertheless felt utterly lifeless. These were "Dao wounds" left behind when various laws had been violently torn apart. At the center lay an absolute hollow, pure "nothingness,"