Zhou Yuan walked through the spatial passageway, his footsteps ultimately coming to a stop when he arrived before a darkness so deep that anyone who saw it would feel endless terror.

A will lay deep within the darkness like the bottomless abyss, giving off a pressure that would make even Saint experts tremble in fear, a divine pressure similar to the third god’s.

It was a fragment of the Sacred God’s will.

The will had contaminated Cangxuan Heaven, and was the main reason for Cangxuan Heaven’s decline over the past several thousand years.

Zhou Yuan had been here before, but had not dared to approach the Sacred God’s twisted will. He knew that even though this will was merely a fragment of the whole, it was not an entity that ordinary Saint experts could ever hope to match. If he got too close, he would most certainly be contaminated by its influence.

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