206: Spatial turbulence

"Cough, cough... ho..." Di Jintian struggled to prop up his upper body from the pile of rubble, each cough bringing up more bloody foam.

The flowing dark gold and gloomy demonic patterns on his body surface were dim. The terrifying self-healing power of his Minor Achievement God-Demon Nirvana Body was operating frantically, repairing his nearly shattered arm bones and internal organs damaged by the shock.

Pain! A bone-deep pain!

But those eyes—dark gold on the left, gloomy on the right—stared fixedly at the scars on the bone claws, burning with a near-insane ferocity and a ruthlessness born from surviving a disaster.

"Old thing... your bones are hard... but this young master's claws... aren't soft either!"

The ghostly green Soul fires in the Bone Dragon's eye sockets completely fell into a frenzy because of the intense pain from its claws and the hard-to-extinguish two-colored flames!

To be injured by a tiny ant was a great humiliation for its remaining fierce Soul!

"Roar—!!!"

A terrifying Soul shock containing its boundless malice and violence swept out frantically in all directions without distinction, like a physical gray-black tsunami centered on its massive skeletal body!

Rumble—!!!

The entire Demon Abyss region of the Netherworld Fissure seemed to have met its end!

The spatial barriers, already riddled with cracks from the previous battle and the Bone Dragon's awakening, collapsed with a bang under this Soul shock containing destructive will, like a dam crushed by the final straw!

Large chunks of spatial fragments peeled off and collapsed like shattered mirror surfaces!

Revealing the violent, chaotic, all-consuming pitch-black Void Realm behind them!

Countless spatial rifts of varying sizes, twisting and winding, were instantly generated, expanded, and connected!

The violent spatial turbulence, like billions of Chaos giant pythons breaking free from their shackles, surged out with terrifying power that could annihilate matter and shred Laws!

The entire fissure area was instantly transformed into a desolate land of destruction!

The churning dark purple blood pool was swept into the turbulence and instantly evaporated!

The jagged rocks, the pervasive Yin Qi, the shrieking vengeful Souls... everything was silently annihilated the moment it touched the spatial turbulence, like snow and ice thrown into boiling water!

"No—!" In the distance, Elder Ghost Heart, who was fleeing for his life, only had time to let out a short, desperate scream. The bone shield he had summoned shattered like paper before the spatial turbulence, and he, along with several others, was instantly swallowed by a suddenly expanding pitch-black rift, leaving not even a speck of dust behind!

Death was close at hand!

Di Jintian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hair all over his body stood on end!

The sweeping spatial collapse and turbulence carried a deathly aura that froze even his Soul!

His body, which he had just propped up, was pulled by the violent spatial tearing force until he was almost unable to stand!

"I can't die! I absolutely cannot die here!" The instinct to survive overrode all pain!

Di Jintian roared in his heart, the majestic power from his recent Breakthrough surging at an unprecedented speed under the pressure of life and death!

He slammed a foot onto the rock wall that was about to collapse; amidst flying debris, his body used the force to retreat rapidly!

At the same time, his hands formed seals before his chest with lightning speed!

"god-demon battle armor, condense!"

Buzz!

A layer of condensed phantom of an ancient battle armor, woven from dark gold and gloomy energy, instantly covered his entire body!

Upon the armor, god-demon runes flowed, emitting a resilient aura that stubbornly resisted external intrusion!

Meanwhile, he thrust both palms forward!

"Yin and Yang Rotation, Defend!"

The Taiji Fire Ring, interwoven with blistering heat and icy cold, appeared once more, revolving around the god-demon battle armor. It spun frantically, attempting to resist the omnipresent spatial tearing force!

However, the power of this spatial collapse far exceeded his imagination!

Ripping sound!

Just being grazed by a tiny spatial rift passing by the edge, that tough god-demon battle armor phantom let out a piercing tearing sound, and its light dimmed sharply!

The violent turbulence slammed into the Yin and Yang fire ring, causing it to twist and deform violently, as if it would dissipate at any moment!

Spurt!

Di Jintian spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body was like a falling leaf in a gale, violently swept up by a massive current of turbulence and thrown toward an even more chaotic area densely packed with rifts like a spiderweb!

"Damn it!" Di Jintian's heart was cold; the self-healing speed of the God-Demon Nirvana Body could barely keep up with the destruction caused by this spatial power.

He felt like he had fallen into an invisible meat grinder, with omnipresent tearing forces trying to completely decompose him.

The scenes before him were bizarre, with broken spatial fragments refracting distorted images, and even his sense of time became distorted.

"Calm down! Di Jintian, calm down!" He forced himself to suppress his churning blood and the fear of impending death, his gaze fixedly scanning the violent turbulence around him.

"Though space is chaotic, there must be gaps!"

The great terror between life and death forced him to push the insights from the recently fused lower volume of the Cultivation Technique to the limit!

A faint yet incredibly clear fragment of the Profound Truth regarding spatial stability and traversal, like a firefly in the darkness, emerged in his mind.

"There!" Di Jintian suddenly locked onto the front right!

There, several massive spatial rifts were colliding and annihilating in disorder, but at the moment of collision, they would produce an extremely brief, relatively stable 'gap'!

The opportunity was but an instant!

"God-Demon Heaven-Treading Steps!" Di Jintian roared in his heart, light exploding from his legs!

Using one of the massive forces, he poured all the remaining strength in his body into his legs and took an incredibly profound step toward that 'gap' that was about to vanish!

As he took this step, the space around him seemed to warp slightly, and his body instantly turned into a blurred afterimage, narrowly passing through the closing death gap!

Boom!

Behind him, that gap was instantly and completely submerged by the violent spatial turbulence!

Di Jintian was covered in blood as he appeared at the edge of another slightly 'calmer' turbulence. The god-demon battle armor phantom was nearly transparent, and the Yin and Yang fire ring had long since dissipated, but he was still alive!

The cost was that the power in his body was nearly exhausted, and his Meridians felt as if they were being repeatedly pierced by countless red-hot steel needles, a piercing pain to his heart.

He panted heavily, not daring to stop for a moment. Relying on that newly realized sliver of spatial perception, he shifted and dodged through the gaps of the violent turbulence, like walking a tightrope over a ten-thousand-foot abyss; every movement was walking on the edge of death.

Inside a grotto deep within the Profound Nether Sect.

The grotto was not naturally formed; the walls were covered in twisted and eerie Netherworld runes, emitting fluctuations that isolated its aura.

In the center, a massive round mirror, polished from grim white bones and inlaid with nine ghostly green Soul fires on its edge, floated—the Xuanming Heaven-Peering Mirror.

The mirror's surface was fluctuating violently at this moment, showing the terrifying scene of the spatial collapse and raging turbulence in the Netherworld Fissure!

In the center of the scene, a figure covered in blood with a dim god-demon battle armor phantom was struggling through the death gaps; it was none other than Di Jintian!

Before the mirror stood three figures.