From the void.
Came a contemptuous snort.
The unknown Eerie prepared to casually snuff out this struggling insect, as easily as crushing an ant.
Cao Xianming's heart sank, and he could not help doubting himself:
Had I miscalculated?
Missed a crucial variable?
But.
He quickly suppressed those stray thoughts, holding fast to his deductions.
Suddenly.
A surge of faith born within his heart.
Erupted from the depths of his soul.
With a bang, it forcibly pushed back the invisible pressure.
It lasted only an instant, but bought him a slim chance of survival.
From the void.
Came a soft, somewhat surprised "Hm?"
That supreme Eerie actually took a trace of interest in this tenacious "ant."
Cao Xianming felt ice-cold inside:
It's over. It's got its eye on me. Where is my one chance of survival?
If it doesn't come soon, I'll really be reduced to ashes!
Just as he fell into despair, a yellowed talisman.
Descended from above, plunging straight into this collapsing nightmare world!
The yellow talisman hung in the void, stirring without wind.
Earth, water, fire, and wind flowed beneath it.
An utterly frigid aura that suppressed all evil erupted with a roar!
"Aah-!"
An agonized scream of the utmost intensity.
Exploded in Cao Xianming's heart. It was the unknown Eerie's cry of pain.
Before Cao Xianming could react.
He was swept once more into the torrent of the world's cycles.
Countless fragments of memory and images of time and space frantically scoured his soul.
Everything spun, as though hundreds of millions of years had passed.
Suddenly, his eyes flew open!
The familiar musty smell of the tent filled his nose.
His companions' breathing sounded in his ears.
The light before his eyes was dim, yet real.
Not the deathly silent Tombstone Sea, not the illusory world of