The next moment, the sound of the Void being torn rang out once more.

Like a painting being torn, the Void barrier where Jiang Xiaohan was burst open together with her body. She once again felt the excruciating pain of her body being ripped apart.

Having bathed in lightning, Ye Qingyu once again stepped out from a fissure in the Void.

A horrific shredding force circulated within the terrifying pitch-black fissure and seemed as if it wanted to devour everything. Yet, Ye ...