He looked up at the world shrouded in heavy gray fog.
As though answering him, a terrifying pressure far surpassing anything before, beyond all description, suddenly descended from the unknown void.
Crack-crack-
The crumpled layer of the Gray Fog Sea thickened infinitely, as though countless worlds had been stacked together, forming a convergence point of layers beyond spacetime.
Wei Liang instinctively rubbed his arm, then tugged lightly at the brim of his hat.
"That makes no sense," he could not help muttering. "Infinite dimensions have all been superimposed onto 'this moment.'"
Urgency crept into the Astrology Master's voice. "The Star Chart is in chaos! The Angel's original body seems to be cutting in here from the 'Root'
"over there!"
Amon roared, "That's not right! Why is this happening?"
Tian Bufan shouted, "The timeline!"
"For us, the great battle takes place in the near future, but for the Angel, entering this timeline means the beginning of the battle! It's seizing the initiative!"
"A comic scroll is unfolding before it, and it's been trying to cut into the page where the comic begins!"
"When the Butcher acted was one such moment! When Wei Shan left was another!"
"And now-is one too!"
"Then do you still insist on entering Guixu?!" the Astrology Master demanded loudly.
"Yes! We have to!" Tian Bufan replied. "But the nature of this event has changed! We're no longer charging into Guixu-we're pulling a point on the timeline forward to 'the moment we enter Guixu'?!!"
The Astrology Master gritted her teeth. "I'm really curious. Just what have you set up in Guixu? Can't you use your trump card here?!"
Tian Bufan fell silent for a moment, then said slowly, "You're right-until we reach Guixu, I can't use it."
"Then you really are useless!" the Astrology Master sneered without hesitation.