God Ancestor Tianyuan abruptly turned toward Tianrang God Ancestor, who was responsible for maintaining the rules of the Venerable Battle. Tianrang God Ancestor looked equally bewildered and hastily shook his head.
"I don't know! I never opened up any permissions, nor did I sense anyone's Divine Sense forcibly breaking through the Eternal Evergreen Stele's restrictions. That spatial rift seemed to appear out of thin air!"
God Ancestor Tianzhi's brows knitted tightly. His gaze remained fixed on the lingering shock waves at the center of the Arena, his tone sinister.
"No, that purplish-red cross-shaped blade... I think I've seen it somewhere before... That was... the work of those old fellows from the Abyss? How exactly did they do it?"
"From the Abyss? Those filthy rats fit only for the sewers? Where did they get the nerve? And where did they get the permissions?" God Ancestor Tianyuan exclaimed in shock and fury, his face full of confusion.
Below the platform, Yun Che took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger and roiling blood. His fingers clenched white as his gaze swept across the void above, then slowly returned to the Arena. The divine aura constantly erupting around him gradually subsided, but the chill in his eyes was more piercing than ever.
"Divine Martial, what exactly is going on? Aren't you the Master Authority here? Why can't you even tell me something like this?"
There was no response. Only after more than ten breaths of silence did the Divine Martial System speak up, sounding somewhat innocent and ashamed.
"Host, this world was already riddled with holes. Even as I am now, I cannot fully control the course of its operation. All I can do is help you continue growing stronger. The rest is up to you."
Yun Che's heart sank little by