"Oh no."
Long Zheng and the others cried out in alarm. But before they could even react, the Little Purple Mink had already plunged into the turbulent void.
HUMMM!
The entire void began to undulate. The once-stable space abruptly swelled, expanding to envelop everyone before them like a vast dome.
"No!"
Horror filled their faces as they scrambled to retreat, but how could they possibly outrun the expanding space? One by one, they were engulfed.
"Xuan Ye!"
"That damned beast!"
Angry curses echoed, and in the next moment, the turbulent space flickered. Everyone vanished from the world.
Horror was etched on Ye Xuan's face as he was swept into the chaotic void. 'In this turbulent space, Tier Eight Martial Emperors who have grasped some of the mysteries of space might have a chance to survive,' he thought. 'But a Seventh Grade Martial King like me is as good as dead.'
