The mythical world’s fabric of space was incredibly durable; king-level power could only tear open small rifts, and it would take heavenly-king-level strength to truly crush it.0

Yet even crushing only destroyed the surface layer. Behind that lay a dimensional rift filled with raging storms—a place where even a king-level existence would suffer injuries or fall if they lingered too long.0

Pushing deeper into the rift led to the region of chaotic time-space currents where Chen Chu now drifted, where spatial storms and turbulent time currents raged with even greater ferocity.0

In this place, time overlapped and tangled, and only complete and advanced law powers could provide defense. The chaotic time-space currents here also served as a barrier, isolating the deeper, darker void beyond.0

Although heavenly-king-level beings could penetrate this far, under normal circumstances, no one stayed long. A single misstep risked being shredded by a space-time storm or swept away by a level 1 turbulent current into an unknown, perilous region.0

Even demon gods could easily become lost if they entered without anchoring themselves to coordinates from a material world.0

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