At this moment, the starry sky beyond Earth had vanished.
If there were still any survivors on the space station looking outward, they would surely see the entire planet seemed crammed into a world of flesh and blood!
All around were dense clusters of eyes, and translucent, pulsing tissues slowly writhed in the mist, like countless layers of stomach walls pressing against the barrier, squeezing inward bit by bit.
Space was warping; coastlines and mountain ranges blurred at the edges of vision, as if about to be kneaded into a shapeless mush. The power of the Outer Gods was relentlessly eroding this place!
Under such terrifying force, Earth was now no more than an egg—one that would shatter with the slightest pressure.
“Tch… damn it. If only I could recover a little more power. To be pushed to this state…” Lilith hovered in the stratosphere. The azure-violet magical array of the Stellar Barrier rippled densely under the pressure of the Outer Gods’ power.
It’s easy to strike, but hard to protect.
Lilith was not weak—far from it, she was a pinnacle existence. But right now, her power had yet to recover, and she struggled greatly facing the situation before her.
Blasting a mountain into rubble only took one spell.
But protecting an entire planet—its space, its laws, its billions of people—and resisting the pervasive erosion from all directions: that was thousands of times harder.
Those void forces slipped through gaps in space, through loopholes in the rules, seeping into the very foundations of the barrier, into the core of her soul—penetrating everywhere.
“Tch.” Lilith pressed her staff of light heavily against the void and poured all her mana without reservation into the barrier.
“Arise—”
Violet light surged violently, forcing the encroaching mist back tens of thousands of miles.
But the price followed closely.
Her fingertips began to turn transparent, like fading light, and the effect crawled up her forearms.
She was not a complete entity to begin with—merely a fragment of a soul carrying the memories of her original self, surviving in this world by lying low.
At her peak, she could have torn this universe apart with ease and was familiar with these powers. But now, sustaining a global barrier meant burning her own soul.
As the Wrathful Witch, she had originally been worn down and killed by the endless tide of the Void.
“Whatever. I’ve already died once. Ye Chuan…”
The transparency crept past her elbow, and she didn’t even blink. Her azure-violet eyes held only cold determination.
“You want to get in?”
“Then step over me first.”
Stellar lattice arrays locked together around her like countless precisely interlocking gears. Lilith unleashed her full power. She touched her staff again, and another beam of fundamental force pierced the clouds, plunging deep into the densest part of the blood mist, blasting a massive hole.
But the hole was instantly filled by the surrounding gray mist. Countless eyes opened again in the fog, and their icy gazes pressed down from all sides once more.
Endless. Inexhaustible.
Lilith took a deep breath and fired another wave of fundamental energy.
With each blast, her body grew increasingly translucent from the extreme strain.
“…”
“Vermin. Vermin, vermin—die, all of you!” Lilith’s emotions grew more violent, and with her fury, her power surged—but so did her consumption!
Her form flickered; she could barely sustain the drain.
“Wuummm—”
At that moment, the Outer Gods’ forces seized the opening to counterattack, slamming hard against Earth’s barrier!
Just as the barrier’s light began to tremble, a black-gold torrent erupted from the surface, spreading along the patterns of the Stellar Barrier.
Chaotic energy collided with the magical membrane, and the previously wavering barrier instantly stabilized—even expanding outward by a notch. The fleshy tissues that clung to the surface hissed and were purified into ash.
Lilith froze for a moment, then looked down toward the direction of the island.
On the high tower, Ye Chuan withdrew his hand.
His divine sense had already swept across the entire planet, and he understood the situation: Earth had been dragged into an alternate space, surrounded on all sides by void forces slowly grinding down the world’s laws.
“Old lady, I’m here to help!” Ye Chuan teleported beside her. “I’ll charge out!”
Lilith was startled at first, then snapped, “Don’t go!!!!! Chaos power won’t work!”
Ye Chuan was about to launch himself out of the atmosphere when the whispers in his mind suddenly exploded.
Countless overlapping screeches echoed in his head:
“Fo…und… him…”
“Found him… found him…”
“The core of the Celestial Realm…”
“It’s here!”
The moment Ye Chuan teleported into the cosmos, he noticed the surrounding space twist. Countless eyes blazed with light!
Ashen tentacles slithered from the cracks in the void, wrapped in viscous fluid, tightly coiling around his limbs and torso. The tentacles were covered with tiny, crawling eyes—all staring at him!
“Ye Chuan!”
Bai Qianshuang, who had flown out of the atmosphere right behind him, turned pale. Her spirit sword left its sheath and slashed out an aqua-green sword aura, but the moment it touched the tentacles, it corroded into green smoke.
Luo Xi raised her hand and conjured an ice wall. The wall instantly cracked and shattered with a loud crash.
They couldn’t even touch these things from the Void.
Ye Chuan’s eyes turned cold. But a pulling force far beyond anything he could imagine seized him, dragging him away by force!
The world spun.
For an instant, everything seemed to vanish.
When his vision finally steadied again, Ye Chuan found himself standing in a chaos with no up or down, no boundaries.
There was no light, no sound, not even the concept of space existed.
All around him was dense, sticky gray mist, embedded with countless eyes and tentacles—some weeping, some laughing, some rifling through his oldest memories, some weaving false images to shatter his perception and corrupt his soul.
The intensity of the spiritual contamination was far greater than any Outer God Ye Chuan had ever encountered!
"Hmm?" Ye Chuan released his chaotic power to resist the erosion, then extended his spiritual sense to find a way out.
"Domain Expansion —" His black-gold chaotic domain instantly expanded, vaporizing the gray mist for tens of thousands of meters around him.
But when Ye Chuan looked up, he froze. His chaotic domain had been torn apart, and a vast, boundless black shadow slowly emerged before him.
It had no fixed form.
It was a mass of rotting flesh, twisted limbs, and stacked eyes, squeezed into a single entity that filled the entire horizon.
Its body writhed and deformed endlessly—sometimes splitting open into a maw filled with jagged teeth, sometimes sinking into bottomless eye sockets, sometimes stretching out tentacles that spanned tens of thousands of kilometers, each inch oozing with nauseating decay.
An Outer God...
This was a true manifestation of an Outer God, crawling directly from the depths of the void.
A consciousness immense enough to suffocate slammed into Ye Chuan's mind through the very space itself!
"What?!?"
Ye Chuan felt a sharp pain in his brain as countless environments flickered before his eyes. He quickly steadied himself, realizing that even his chaotic power could not directly face this [Existence]!
"Hmph." Ye Chuan snorted coldly. Feeling his body continuously decaying, he directly slapped his own heart.
His heart was shattered.
Giant wings of an immortal fire phoenix appeared. Revived through his resurrection armor, Ye Chuan stepped out again, his decayed state completely refreshed.
He summoned the World-Suppressing Banner, called forth countless avatars, and pointed his sword at the Outer God.
"No matter what you are, die!"
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
