He stood at the center of the crossroads.
And all around him were the familiar mass graves.
Hecate quickly stepped back.
Yet, just as she retreated a step.
Chen Lusi, lying close to the ground, suddenly rose up, swinging her right arm forcefully upwards.
Rip—
The sound, like paper being torn, echoed.
Then.
The barking of the dogs was abruptly interrupted.
The graveyard, the crossroads, bathed in pallid moonlight like crumpled paper, suddenly collapsed, distorted, and finally pulled away, condensed into a single point.
A point attached to the blade of Chen Lusi's right arm.
The courtroom reappeared.
"!!!!!"
Hecate stood at the doorway, maintaining her retreating posture, staring at Chen Lusi who raised her right arm, her mouth agape, pupils shrinking almost to a point.
Chen Lusi lightly shook her hand, as if shaking off dust, letting the black dot formed from the collapsed Anomaly Realm fall to the ground from the sword.
Then.
Stepped forward.
