The furious will of the "Law Lord" echoed through the void, but it was clearly much weaker and more chaotic. Its attention seemed to be more occupied by the disorder and backlash within its own passage.
The expansion of the deep-blue singularity had completely stopped, and it was even showing signs of unstable contraction. The cracks on its surface slowly healed, but its radiance had dimmed considerably. The Jieyin Process had evidently suffered a severe setback.
The remaining five Beacon Arrays also seemed somewhat flustered. They increased their energy output, trying to stabilize the singularity.
They also released more detection waves to scan the area where Ming Xin and the other had vanished, but the environment within that Energy Turbulence zone was extremely hostile, making detection nearly useless.
For the moment, they were safe... perhaps.
No one knew how much time had passed. It felt like an instant, yet also like ten thousand years.
Amid boundless darkness and excruciating pain, Ming Xin regained a sliver of faint consciousness.
He felt as though he had been torn apart and pieced back together. Every inch of flesh and every strand of his soul screamed in agony.
His Dao Foundation had been severely damaged. His Miniature Universe was dim and nearly stagnant, and not a drop of Dao Yuan remained within him. Even maintaining the most basic functions of life was difficult.
Worse still, the lingering erosion of the Law Lord's Power of Law of Terminus clung to him like gangrene in the bone, slowly yet stubbornly destroying his Life Force.
He barely opened his heavy eyelids. His vision was blurred, and he could see only distorted, shifting dark lights and shadows. The howling roar of Energy Turbulence filled his ears.
He was lying atop a cold, constantly trembling "floating rock" made