113: The end of the sky is a cage! Our world is actually a divine arena!

"What's going on?"

Gu Zhixia immediately became alert, her body tensing up instinctively.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.

He brought up the main screen, which showed nothing in front of the battleship; there were no obstacles.

"Engine power up to eighty percent."

He issued a new command, his voice calm.

Boom—!

The battleship's engines erupted with even more powerful thrust, attempting to break through the invisible shackles.

However, it was useless.

The battleship remained firmly stuck in place, unable to move.

It felt like a fly trying to escape a glass jar, no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't reach the outside world.

"Spear of Law, charge."

Lin Mo's voice turned cold.

If physical means couldn't break through, then an unreasonable approach was needed.

At the bow of the ship, that terrifying weapon, capable of annihilating mythical BOSSes, began to gather destructive power sufficient to distort laws.

A pure white spear of light, seemingly composed of the world's essence, slowly formed.

"Fire."

Whoosh—!

There was no sound.

No explosion.

The Spear of Law, capable of piercing through the earth's crust and annihilating deities, vanished as soon as it left the bow, like a clay ox entering the sea, silently and completely swallowed by the void ahead.

Not even a ripple was stirred.

"..."

Inside the Bridge, a deathly silence fell.

Gu Zhixia and Gu Nianqiu both watched the bizarre scene before them in shock.

That was the "Spear of Law"!

It was their most powerful attack method currently!

It just... disappeared like that?

"I understand."

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow.

He looked at the brilliant galaxy outside the porthole, so close yet so far away, and slowly spoke.

"We've been confined."

"Confined?"

Gu Nianqiu blinked, confused.

"Yes."

Lin Mo nodded, pointing at the invisible barrier, his voice devoid of any warmth.

"This place should be the boundary of this 'Initial Sea Area,' or rather, of this planet."

"There's a rule that we cannot understand or resist, preventing any living creature from leaving here."

He remembered the woman named Lan Yue.

He remembered her so-called "hunting."

He remembered the faint malice from other sea areas.

Perhaps, for certain existences, this sea area was truly just a... closed arena for selection and competition.

And they were the strongest beasts trapped in that arena.

"Then... are we never going to be able to leave?"

A hint of disappointment and worry appeared on Gu Nianqiu's small face.

"No."

Lin Mo shook his head, his eyes gleaming with wisdom and determination.

"Every rule has a way to be broken."

"Perhaps it requires a special 'key,' or perhaps it requires our strength to reach a critical point capable of shaking the rules."

He controlled the battleship, slowly turning its direction, no longer attempting torush upward, but instead sailing steadily along this invisible boundary.

From this height, the magnificent sight of the entire planet was unobstructed.

Below them was a surging sea of clouds, like a solidified white ocean.

The outlines of continents and islands etched ancient patterns against the deep blue backdrop.

The distant horizon presented a graceful arc with a faint halo.

They were like gods surveying their territory, sailing quietly within this stellar cage.

"Although we can't leave, but..."

Gu Zhixia leaned on the cold porthole, gazing at the picturesque scenery below, and whispered softly.

"It's... so beautiful here."

Yes, it was truly beautiful.

Beautiful like an unreal dream.

Lin Mo looked at her profile, which, illuminated by the starlight, seemed to be gilded with a sacred halo.

He then looked to the other side, where Gu Nianqiu was pressed against the window, pointing and exclaiming at the lightning storms below.

He suddenly felt that whether they could leave or not didn't seem so important anymore.

As long as they were still together.

Whether trapped in an arena or roaming the starry sea, what difference did it make?

On the morning of the third day.

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell upon the deck of the Natural Selection, Gu Zhixia had already finished her morning exercise, changed into a refreshing black sports skirt, and entered the Bridge.

Her thunder dragon mecha, after twenty-four hours of continuous repair and optimization in the Gods Workshop, was completely revitalized.

Not only were all damages repaired, but its structural strength and energy conduction efficiency had even increased by ten percent compared to before.

"Lin Mo."

She walked to the command console, getting straight to the point.

"Shouldn't we be considering leaving this sea area now?"

After hitting a wall last night, she had thought it through clearly.

Since they couldn't temporarily break through the planet's rule constraints, there was no point in staying in this Initial Sea Area, whose resources they had almost completely scavenged.

Unknown distant lands held vaster possibilities and more formidable enemies.

"No rush."

Lin Mo was sitting in his chair, eyes closed in meditation.

Hearing her words, he slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was calm and profound, as if he had already seen through everything.

"Before we leave, we have an old score to settle."

"Old score?"

Gu Zhixia raised an eyebrow, quickly reviewing all their experiences since coming to this world.

Suddenly, a name, deliberately buried deep in her memory, filled with coldness and ill omen, surfaced in her mind.

Her pupils contracted sharply.

Her fingertips even trembled slightly instinctively.

"Skull Forbidden Zone?"

"Yes."

Lin Mo nodded and stood up from his chair.

That place was their first, and only, truly panicked escape.

Just a distant glance, and the malicious gaze from a higher-dimensional existence had caused them severe mental trauma, their SAN values plummeting.

That thorn still hung in Lin Mo's heart to this day.

It wasn't his style to not avenge a grievance.

His gaze swept over Gu Zhixia's beautiful face, which had instantly turned serious, his voice calm, yet carrying an unyielding determination.

"Before, we fled."

"Now,"

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth curved into a cold arc.

"We are going to flatten it."