The vast ocean spaces of the Central and Southern Regions were directly compressed into a thin sheet of paper.
"Compressing regions into paper?"
This spatial compression stunned Feng Zhongzui, stunned everyone.
It was extravagant to the point of nearly exhausting half of Infinite Silence's power, with the sole purpose of allowing the Disillusionment Finger to instantly reach its target.
Eliminate future troubles!
Eliminate variables!
If there is sacrifice, there is gain.
Moreover, all the infinite energy of Infinite Silence had just been absorbed by Ai Cangsheng.
"Where is Lord Cang Sheng?"
Countless Dao Imparting Mirrors from the Southern Region collectively aimed at the dark clouds above the void, at the closed-eyed lifeless Cursed Yin Phase, at the technique seed.
No one knew where Lord Cang Sheng would emerge from.
Nor did anyone know if Lord Shou's attack would miss, whether Ai Cangsheng would turn defeat into victory, or die again and again?
...
"Boom boom!"
