Chapter 2091: Trading, Within the True Martial Sacred Sect
That giant hand seemed to have drilled out of a black hole. If one stared at it for too long, it felt as though it could seize one's neck and snap it with a vicious squeeze.
The giant hand was terrifying beyond measure, yet upon looking again, it resembled a swirling black hole, with no anomaly appearing at all.
Yayu was the first to enter, with Xu Zimo and Lin Ruhu following closely behind.
Inside this black hole should have been another separate space. The moment they entered, they were struck by a dizzying whirl of heaven and earth.
It was as if the world had turned upside down and space itself had warped.
Xu Zimo was already accustomed to traversing space and time. After a wave of dizziness, the two figures gradually steadied themselves.
Yet there was nowhere in this space for them to stand. It was all an empty void.
Their bodies floated within the space.
Just like on the moon, there was no gravity.
Before them, Yayu had vanished at some point, while directly ahead stood a throne.
Upon that throne, a man clad in a scarlet robe, his entire body shrouded beneath long hair, slowly raised his head.
Countless filth and curses covered the man's body. If one looked more carefully—
One would discover that his body was like a giant cinema screen, within which the destruction and apocalypse of an entire world were unfolding.
Thousand Calamities Apocalypse, king of the Ghost God Domain, its true ruler.
"Devil Master, we meet again," Thousand Calamities Apocalypse said.
"It has been a long time. You have grown much stronger, but it is still not enough."
"No rush. I have my own plans. More haste, less speed," Xu Zimo said