The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

Xia Chuan did not turn around.

He flexed his wrists.

Looking at Huang, who was holding the Black Hole Sword and seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

Then he looked behind Huang and saw the myriad tentacles of countless things hanging down from another world.

At last.

His gaze swept over the mangled bodies of Gao Haoguang and Hai Shan, as well as Zhuo Zhao, who was controlling Jiang Mingzi's corpse.

Xia Chuan sighed softly.

"In our capacity."

"He personally went down to bully his underlings."

"Isn't that a bit shameless?"

No one knew who he was talking to, but Huang's pupils shrank to pinpoints as he launched the attack.

He recognized Xia Chuan.

It is precisely because we recognize it that we find it even more incomprehensible.

The other person shouldn't be here!

The laws of causality in this world simply cannot sustain his existence.

As long as he truly arrives.

The entire river of time should have collapsed in an instant!

But now.

The law of causality did not attack him.

They didn't reject him.

They even went so far as to fill in a gap in history that didn't exist before his arrival!

It's as if even the law of cause and effect itself...

They all witnessed and acknowledged the existence of this monster.

Huang gripped the black sword tightly with both hands.

The sword formed from the black hole continues forward!

Since it is incomprehensible.

Then execute him!

He had no room to retreat.

[All things return to nothingness, and the universe is annihilated!]

Darkness surged!

The black hole, which was originally only a few meters in size, suddenly expanded.

Gravity tears the ocean apart.

The entire Pacific Ocean was pulled up into the sky.

Countless tons of seawater transformed into a massive column of water that stretched across the sky, crashing madly into that darkness!

The twelve phases of the moon shook violently.

True history is twisted into a giant vortex by gravity.

Huang gripped the hilt of his sword.

Aiming at Xia Chuan's back, he unleashed all his power in a downward strike!

"Senior brother!"

Gao Haoguang spoke up subconsciously.

Xia Chuan simply raised his right hand.

Clench your fist with all five fingers.

Only the bent middle finger is left resting under the thumb.

Facing that pitch-black celestial body, capable of swallowing the sun and tearing history apart.

His movements were exactly the same.

It remains the same as it was many years ago.

Facing that tiny corpse that had just crawled out of the grave.

So what if it's a black hole?

It is devouring.

Then there is force.

It is falling.

Then there is a direction.

It can pull everything.

That pulling force itself could also be grasped by Xia Chuan.

As long as there is strength.

He can touch it.

As long as you can touch it.

That's possible

bomb!

Xia Chuan slowly pressed his thumb down.

Above the middle finger.

There was no black lightning.

There is no true blood of all trades.

There is no law that belongs to the world of supernatural powers.

But the entire [Mountains and Seas Under the Bright Moon] slowly contracted as he moved.

The sky collapsed.

The ocean is sinking.

The twelve moons curve inwards simultaneously.

That's not Xia Chuan adapting to the world.

Rather, the world as a whole is actively adjusting its own structure.

Everything that can be called "power".

All of it converged at his fingertips!

The force of the seawater falling.

The power of the sun's burning flames.

The power of black holes to warp spacetime.

All things manipulate the power of cause and effect.

Gao Haoguang weaves the power of the world through paradox.

And the terrifying tension that arises when two worlds collide, enough to tear apart the river of time.

All power was seized.

It was crushed.

It was compressed inside that bent middle finger.

This moment.

Behind Xia Chuan's fingers.

It seems to converge the entire river of time.

[A deliberate finger snap]

He loosened his thumb.

The middle finger falls.

"collapse."

There was no deafening explosion.

There was no light to illuminate the world.

The fingertip barely touched the edge of the black hole.

It felt like touching a cold glass bead.

next moment.

Black hole.

Broken.

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A black hole is like a black glass bead struck by a heavy hammer.

Starting from where Xia Chuan's fingertips touched, fine cracks appeared one after another.

The cracks spread.