Endless Chaos Qi surged, rolling deeper in.
Under the desperate exertion of the black-bearded man at the peak of the Dominator Realm.
The silver ship struggled to sail against the current, like a lonely boat on a vast ocean, poised to capsize at any moment amidst the chaotic Qi surrounding it.
Cold sweat dripped from the black-bearded man's brow; as time passed, he faintly perceived a terrifying gravitational pull, as if a giant beast was devouring the skies.
The junior brothers and sisters beside him finally realized the gravity of the situation and stood trembling in the corners.
"Hold on, hold on."
The black-bearded man took a deep breath, resolutely beginning to burn his Inner Universe Origin Source.
For a Twelfth Layer powerhouse, the Inner Universe was the foundation of their being, burning the Inner Universe Origin Source was akin to burning the foundation.
