Zhang Ming searched slowly, performing divinations without pause as information about the Space-Time Worm kept appearing in his mind.
He had no idea how much time passed before he found what he wanted-a thin sheet of "paper." A certain image kept surfacing in his mind, something related to the brain rule.
"You're the one!"
Holding his breath, he guided that drop of Divine Blood into contact with the sheet of paper.
Instantly, a powerful backlash struck!!
At this second in time, the Space-Time Worm was not dead.
Its crazed, relentless fury traveled swiftly along the "paper" into Zhang Ming's mind.
Zhang Ming felt as though he faced the boundless fury of a primordial beast. No, "primordial beast" was not enough to describe it. He faced the terrifying wrath of an entire planet!
Countless torrents of magma erupted, the heavens collapsed, and the earth split apart.
In the next second, he would be torn to pieces, reduced to the most fundamental atoms!
"Steady your mind!"
"Resist with all your soul power!" Burial shouted beside him.
Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and let those hallucinations plow through his mind.
That overwhelming hatred defied description. If he had to describe it...
It was the kind of hatred someone would feel if you not only cuckolded them, but also ran off with their mother and daughter...
This was the most extreme human rage Zhang Ming could imagine, though he had never experienced it.
Fortunately, this was only a single second in the River of Time, and the present-day Space-Time Worm was already completely dead, with no ability left to retaliate against Zhang Ming.
This fury was water without a source, slowly fading into nothing.
Zhang Ming was drenched in sweat.
"I held out..."
"If I stole from a living Demon God, who knows how