Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Invisible force struck the Dreamlight Barrier, leaving one sunken palm print after another upon it.
The palm prints were rather small, shaped somewhat like an infant's hands. One tiny handprint after another rapidly appeared on the Dreamlight Barrier.
They were shallow at first, but grew deeper and deeper, almost punching straight through the Dreamlight Barrier.
Emperor Tian Shu's expression turned grave. The Dreamlike Great Art within him operated madly, while the power of the cosmic laws behind him surged frantically into his body.
With the Small Universe as his backing, Emperor Tian Shu used the Dreamlike Great Art to contend with this invisible existence.
The dreamlike radiance grew increasingly intense, and the tiny handprints came faster and faster. One handprint after another sank into the light, covering the Dreamlight Barrier around Lin Shen with tiny palm marks.
Galaxies exploded, the heavens split apart, and countless living beings died violent deaths in an instant. Even the Immortal Court was blasted apart.
Emperor Tian Shu knew that if this continued, even if he blocked the power from the Great Universe, the Small Universe would be finished.
But if he let go now, Emperor Tian Shu did not know whether Lin Shen inside would be slapped to death outright by those tiny handprints.
If Lin Shen died, his token plan would be over as well. He feared he would never take that final step again.
"Damn it, I refuse to believe this evil nonsense. I'm a living man—am I really going to lose to a lump of dead force..." Emperor Tian Shu truly had acquired humanity. In his fury, the way he spoke had become exactly like that Emperor Tian Shu of the Celestial Race.
"Since even the laws of the Small Universe cannot stop you, then I'll do