There was neither day nor night in the void.
Within spatial fissures that tore open and healed again, two figures fled and pursued.
The purple figure was frantic and bedraggled, wrapped in turbulent Elysium Energy as it carried its clanspeople through stumbling jumps.
The blue figure followed unhurriedly, imperious and composed, like a hunter toying with dying prey. Every flicker carried an overwhelming Might that could crush everything.
The Lord of Bliss huddled at the center of the Mobile Sacrificial Altar. The purple mist around it was so thin it was almost transparent, and its Qian Mian visage had long lost its former composure, leaving only bone-deep terror.
It stared fixedly at the turbulent void streaming backward beyond the altar. Its heart felt clenched by an invisible hand, every beat bringing a tearing pain.
Faced with pursuit by the Blue Lantern Race, it dared not relax for even a moment.
Yet despite doing everything it could to make utterly unpredictable random jumps, the blue presence behind it drew ever closer.
The power to casually rewrite the rules of the world and turn back time and causality hung over its head like a guillotine, ready to fall at any moment.
Pfft!
Just then, searing pain exploded deep within its soul. The Lord of Bliss shuddered and spat out a mouthful of thick purple blood, which splashed across the altar's stone surface before the turbulent void swept it away.
The Blue Lantern Race member had struck.
Across several layers of space, it had drawn on the power of the Divine Lamp Rule to send out a seemingly weightless ray of blue light.
Yet that ray pierced layer upon layer of Spatial Barriers, ignored every defense the Lord of Bliss had laid down, and struck its soul and heart core directly.
The blow