92: Chapter 92 The Corridor of the End

Throughout the entire Spacetime Turbulence Battlefield, deadly perils lay hidden everywhere.

From deep within the thick fog, the terrified screams of Contestants and the sounds of instant annihilation echoed ceaselessly.

Some, their vision obscured, took a misstep and fell into invisible spatial rifts, instantly torn apart and eliminated by the power of space.

Others, unable to dodge in time, were forcibly teleported by randomly spawning wormholes, landing directly into the nests of high-level monsters, where they were instantly eliminated by the monsters.

Some carelessly triggered invisible spatial traps, their bodies stiffening as they were completely crushed by the sweeping spatial storms.

Elimination was playing out at every moment on this battlefield.

Yet, all these deadly dangers seemed to naturally avoid Wen Xiaoyou.

When a spatial rift hiding murderous intent lay beneath her feet, she would trip, stumble a few steps, and perfectly avoid the trajectory of the Rend.

Spatial traps that others couldn't avoid, she would bypass by casually tilting her head to look at flowers and grass, her footsteps unconsciously shifting by an inch, precisely dodging the fatal trigger point.

Monsters from the turbulence that surged to attack would be swept away by random spatial storms the moment they spawned, unable to even touch the hem of her clothes.

Seemingly clumsy, yet she always managed to avoid crises.

For others, every step was deadly, every step nerve-wracking.

For her, every step was fated, every step found life.

As she walked, even when she was very close to Lin Yan, she would get lost again and wander off, veering away from Lin Yan's route and stumbling into a secluded area of fog.

For others, wandering off meant death.

Wen Xiaoyou, however, simply stood obliviously before a sealed resource point, blessed by heaven and favored by luck—a feat no one else could replicate.

Just then, the entire world suddenly trembled violently!

Hum—!!

The entire Spacetime Turbulence Battlefield erupted in a spatial tremor!

The void twisted, the thick fog surged, and cracks crisscrossed everywhere!

Dense, black spatial rifts exploded, spread, and expanded crazily across the ground and the void!

The thick fog was swallowed, and vision was temporarily restored a little.

Countless Contestants were directly swallowed by the rifts in this massive tremor and instantly eliminated!

The crisis arrived in an instant!

Lin Yan's expression tightened slightly. He immediately steadied his stance, preparing to withstand the spatial tremor and hold his position.

But in that split second!

Not far behind him, a soft, sweet exclamation suddenly rang out!

"Ah—!"

The ground beneath Wen Xiaoyou's feet suddenly vanished without warning!

A micro-spatial rift, hidden to the extreme, spawned with pinpoint accuracy beneath her feet!

Completely random, without any warning!

The young girl instantly lost her balance, her entire body falling straight toward the pitch-black, deep rift!

It was extremely close, just inches away from Lin Yan's side!

In the blink of an eye, there was no time to think; it was purely an instinctive reaction!

Lin Yan's large hand shot out instantly, precisely grasping her slender wrist!

But the spatial rift born from this global tremor had a swallowing force far beyond imagination!

The pitch-black suction was violently intense, pulling Wen Xiaoyou's body with a death grip!

Her petite body carried a strange, irresistible pulling force!

Boom!

Gravity lost balance, his center of gravity completely lost!

Lin Yan, who proved his Dao through strength, possessed an invincible physique, and was as steady as a rock, was actually yanked away by this rift, pulled by heaven's luck!

The thick fog rolled, and darkness swallowed his vision.

Two figures, one after the other, were instantly swallowed completely by the pitch-black spatial rift, disappearing from this Spacetime Turbulence Battlefield.

Outside, only the churning grey-white fog and the still-trembling void remained.

The pitch-black spatial rift was like a giant mouth devouring the world, dragging the two figures down into the abyss.

The violent spatial tearing force, the chaotic spacetime storms, and the ear-piercing void explosions all faded away in an instant.

After the extreme clamor, there was a deathly silence that had endured for eons.

Their feet landed steadily; there was no shaking, no weightlessness, and no residual spatial backlash.

Lin Yan tightened his nerves immediately, his tyrant armor instantly covering his body, his muscles tense, ready at any moment to deal with a sudden crisis.

But the anticipated dangerous impacts, secret realm killing intent, or rule suppression—none of it arrived.

He raised his eyes to look, and an endless, boundless grey-white corridor stretched out before him.

The ground was smooth as a ten-thousand-year-old mirror, reflecting the vast dome and their two tiny figures. The corridor extended infinitely into the distance; there was no end in sight, no boundary to be seen.

Here, there was no thick fog, no spatial rifts, no raging Spacetime Turbulence, and certainly none of the cold, harsh restrictive rules of the Chaotic Battlefield.

The next second, an indifferent system notification sounded slowly in his ears.

[You have intruded into a hidden area of the Chaotic Battlefield: Corridor of the End]

[Special Area Verdict: No battlefield rules apply]

A flash of extreme gravity crossed Lin Yan's eyes.

Since entering the Chaotic Battlefield, he had long been accustomed to an environment where every step was restricted, rules pressed down on him, and murder lay hidden.

Every area of this trial ground had strict rules.

Yet, this Corridor of the End alone transcended all frameworks.

No rules.

These three simple words were more daunting than any high-level monster, any fatal trap, or any sealing rule.

Beside him, Wen Xiaoyou was still a bit shaken. She gently patted her small chest and looked around blankly.

The strange, grey-white corridor was quiet and mysterious; there were no scary monsters, no shaking ground.

Her hanging heart instantly dropped, and she followed obediently behind Lin Yan, curiously examining this strange new world.

"Did you save me? Thank you, you really are amazing!"

Lin Yan did not respond.

"...What a cold-hearted good person!"

Wen Xiaoyou muttered, pouting.

The two walked one after the other, slowly moving forward along the mirror-like corridor, and soon encountered the first magnificent sight after entering the secret realm.

Throughout the air of the entire corridor, thousands of natural phenomena were frozen in place; time seemed to have been completely frozen here.

In mid-air, several ferocious silver-white lightning bolts traversed the void, frozen at the moment of striking. The electric light flowed but did not move an inch; the overbearing lightning power solidified in the air, never falling for eons.

At the edges of the corridor, clusters of leaping flames hovered motionless. The firelight burned brightly, alternating between light and dark but never flickering. A warm temperature quietly diffused, yet no fire spread.

Above the dome, dense raindrops were all suspended, thousands of water droplets transparent and crystalline, frozen in every corner of the air, neither falling nor dispersing.

Wind stopped, fire stilled, thunder paused, rain stagnated.

Everything within sight was frozen in an eternal moment.

The entire space had frozen time and sealed away the years, carrying an atmosphere of desolation, mystery, and extreme bleakness, as if no one had stepped foot here since the beginning of time.

Lin Yan stopped and focused, his gaze sweeping sharply over every frozen phenomenon. He moved his steps lightly and stepped forward to observe and deduce at close range.

He lightly touched the frozen lightning with his fingertips, spreading his perception to the fullest, analyzing the spatial structure, energy circulation, and time flow of this place.

All natural energy here was forcibly locked by an unknown top-tier power; the flow of time had completely stagnated and did not belong to any trial mechanism.

Lin Yan's brain raced, constantly deconstructing, deducing, and reviewing, attempting to figure out the origin, the significance of existence, and the hidden underlying logic of the Corridor of the End.

Meanwhile, Wen Xiaoyou did not delve into these obscure principles and rules at all.

She opened her bright, sparkling eyes and stared at the shimmering, frozen lightning in mid-air, full of curiosity and joy.

"Wow—"

"It glows, how pretty!"

The young girl, without a care, took small, quick steps forward, extended her fair, slender hand, and gave the frozen lightning a light tap.

Snap!

A crisp sound rang out.