244: Chapter 244 Whirlpool Devours People

High in the sky, that hideous black spatial rift had already closed, leaving behind only a faint spatial ripple, like an ugly scar left after the sky was torn apart. Yet, that blood-weeping cry of "Revered Master" pierced through the barriers of time and space, like an invisible brand deeply engraved upon Su Changge's Divine Soul.

That fleeting glimpse of the figure in white, those eyes filled with both determination and deep attachment, lingered in his mind.

A little girl he had forgotten a thousand years ago, whom he had casually given a single word of guidance—had she actually reversed a thousand years of time and cultivated to the Mahayana stage just to see him one more time?

This thought was so absurd it made him feel ridiculous, yet that sense of reality piercing through his Soul made it impossible for him to doubt.

Just what kind of obsession could give rise to such Heaven-Defying power?

Su Changge's heart surged; before he could fully awaken from this inconceivable shock, a chill originating from the Nine Serenities Abyss enveloped him.

He suddenly looked up.

Above the firmament, the anomaly caused by the forced piercing of the space-time barrier did not dissipate with Ye Qingyao's departure. That ominous black vortex was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing from an initial hundred feet to a thousand feet in an instant, like the mouth of a giant beast swallowing heaven and earth, obscuring half the light of the Blood Abyss Realm.

The core of the vortex was not pure darkness, but a Chaos void formed by the extreme distortion of light and space. All matter and all Law were crushed and assimilated there. A destructive suction force originating from the space-time turbulence crashed down from within!

"Crack—crack—"

The Central Altar beneath his feet, forged from Profound Nether Stone that had been silent for ten thousand years, was indestructible, yet under the pull of that irresistible gravity, it let out a tooth-gritting groan. Countless mysterious and complex blood-colored runic arrays flashed wildly on the altar's surface, their light flickering, clearly on the brink of collapse.

"King... that... that is the Eye of Guixu!" The Old Priest scrambled to Su Changge's side, his withered fingers trembling as they pointed toward the sky, his cloudy old eyes filled with a bone-deep fear and despair. "It is a disaster formed by the loss of control over the space-time turbulence. Once sucked in, one's Divine Soul would be extinguished, falling into the void forever! My King! Quickly retreat!"

His voice was hoarse and shrill, carrying a sob, distorted in the howling gale.

The Four Blood Clan Princes had already flown back. They stood behind Su Changge, looking up at the constantly pressing dark canopy, their expressions more solemn than ever before. Even for old monsters like them who had lived for endless ages, only deep helplessness remained in their eyes. This was not a confrontation of power levels; this was a natural disaster triggered by the collapse of the world's rules.

Su Changge still stood at the very front of the altar, his black royal robes flapping loudly in the gale. He stood with his hands behind his back, his face as calm as water, his deep eyes gazing at the doomsday-like scene, maintaining his Master persona to the extreme.

But in his heart, there was already a turbulent sea.

The crisis of the planar invasion just left, so how did a space-time black hole appear?

That cry of "Master" just now shouldn't have been an auditory hallucination caused by the energy impact, right? That crazy girl Ye Qingyao really came?

No, now is not the time to ponder this!

Su Changge forcibly suppressed his stray thoughts, his mind racing. The Old Priest was right; this thing was the manifestation of space-time turbulence, pure destructive Law. To touch it was to die, and to be grazed by it was to perish, without even a chance for Reincarnation and re-cultivation.

His feet, under the cover of his wide sleeves, moved back very subtly by an inch.

On the surface, he was still that supreme existence who remained calm and unruffled, viewing the overturning of heaven and earth as nothing.

In reality, the soles of his feet were already starting to feel cold. He only wanted to find an opportunity to immediately activate the System's special effects and flee, preferably stepping back into the Eastern Desolation in one go and never meddling in these messy affairs again.

However, things did not go as he wished.

The vortex's suction suddenly surged, its coverage area instantly spreading from the sky to the entire Central Altar.

"Ah—!"

On the lower level of the altar, thousands of Blood Clan subjects kneeling on the ground were instantly knocked over by that terrifying suction. Several young Blood Clan members with shallow cultivation could not stabilize themselves at all. Amidst cries of terror, their bodies rose uncontrollably from the ground, turning into kites with broken strings, flying straight toward the dark maw in the sky.

"Save them!"

Prince Jimie roared, and blood-colored spiritual energy erupted. He and the other three princes moved simultaneously, turning into four blood-colored rainbows. They arrived first, intercepting those few swept-away clansmen in mid-air and pressing them back to the ground with great magic power.

"All clansmen, retreat to the foot of the mountain immediately! Fast!" Prince Jimie's voice, carrying powerful spiritual energy like a great bronze bell, resounded in the ears of every Blood Clan member.

Millions of Blood Clan subjects felt as if they had been granted a general amnesty. They scrambled and vied to be first as they fled toward the foot of the Holy Mountain.

The Four Princes worked together to set up a massive blood-colored light barrier around the altar. On the barrier, runes flowed and blood Qi steamed, temporarily blocking the vortex's suction and buying precious time for the clansmen to evacuate.

"My King! Please come behind the light barrier! This place is too dangerous!" The Old Priest was extremely anxious, reaching out to pull Su Changge's sleeve, wanting to drag him into the protected area.

Su Changge's sleeve brushed lightly, and a gentle but irresistible force pushed the Old Priest's hand away.

"No matter."

He uttered two words, his voice flat yet revealing a composure that suppressed everything.

The Old Priest's movement froze. Looking at Su Changge's back, which was as steady as a divine mountain, he momentarily thought that the King already had a way to deal with this heavenly might. His reverence grew even deeper, and he dared not say more, bowing as he retreated behind the light barrier.

Su Changge stood where he was, feeling bitter in his heart.

His few steps back just now had already moved him to the edge of the protective light barrier. Who would have thought that as soon as he stood firm, a binding force far exceeding the previous one, even piercing through space itself, locked his feet in place.

That power was not simple physical pulling, but more like a forced correction from the level of space-time Law. Ye Qingyao had broken through space and time to come here, and he was the "cause." Now that space-time was closing, he, the "cause," became the most conspicuous target in this turbulent space.

This force was simply not something a minor Qi Refining First Layer Cultivator like him could contend with.

Su Changge's body, under the watchful eyes of everyone, slowly lifted off the ground and floated uncontrollably toward the vortex in the sky.

"Holy crap!"

Su Changge, unable to maintain his Master persona, cursed in his heart.

"System! System! Quickly turn on the invincibility special effect! Teleport! Any one will do!" He frantically called out to his greatest reliance.

However, there was a dead silence in his Sea of Consciousness.

The System panel, which was usually available at his beck and call, was now pitch black, without a single character appearing.

The powerful interference of the space-time turbulence had actually directly blocked the connection between him and the System!

All special effects were completely disabled!

A cold chill rushed from Su Changge's tailbone straight to the top of his head.

Without the System, he was just a Qi Refining First Layer Cultivator with a combat strength of five! If he were sucked in, he wouldn't even last a single breath!

He desperately circulated the negligible spiritual energy in his body, trying to break free from the restraint, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, completely useless. His body rose higher and higher, his speed faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the core of the vortex that swallowed everything.

"My King!"

This sudden scene terrified all the Blood Clan experts behind the light barrier, causing their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. The Old Priest let out a shrill scream and rushed out of the light barrier regardless of everything, wanting to chase after him.

"My King, do not panic! We are coming to save you!"

The Four Princes had also reacted. Blood flames surged around them as they turned into four blood-colored divine lights tearing through the sky, rushing toward Su Changge's direction at their fastest speed.

Prince Jimie's speed was unrivaled, and he was the first to arrive at the outer edge of the vortex. He reached out his large hand, burning with blood-colored flames, intending to grab Su Changge's ankle.

But as soon as his hand touched the invisible distorted force field at the edge of the vortex, a violent and peerless repulsive force boomed back.

"Puff!"

Prince Jimie's body shook violently, his chest as if struck by a divine mountain. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole person was violently sent flying a thousand feet away.

The Three Princes following closely behind also suffered a devastating blow. Their proud Prince power, at the moment it touched that chaotic space-time Law, was like ice and snow meeting a scorching sun, instantly disintegrated and annihilated. The three of them groaned in unison, spitting blood as they flew backward, each of their auras withered, having already suffered significant Dao injuries.

The turbulence at the outer edge of the vortex was the manifestation of broken space-time rules, a wound in the world that even existences like them, standing at the peak of the Blood Abyss Realm, could not cross even an inch.

The Four Princes forcibly stabilized their bodies, standing outside the turbulence, watching Su Changge sink deeper into the vortex, their eyes nearly bursting with rage and turning red with anxiety. They frantically circulated their Origin power, blasting out one blood-colored Divine Ability after another that could destroy heaven and earth, trying to forcibly tear open a path.

But all the attacks were like mud entering the sea, only causing a few insignificant ripples on that distorted force field before disappearing without a trace.

Su Changge's body was less than ten feet away from that eternal dark core.

In his ears was the shrill whistle of space being torn apart and the wail of the Law collapsing. He could even see the light around him being pulled into colorful threads, being frantically sucked into that void.

He turned back and took one last look at the four Blood Clan Princes below who were like madmen, seeing the anxiety, despair, and unwillingness in their eyes.

Then, endless darkness swallowed his entire field of vision.