He stood at the bow of the ship, black hair flowing wildly, and the scene within his eyes was terrifying. In his left eye, chaos surged; in his right, deathly ash settled. Deep within his pupils, the azure divination source belonging to the Xuan Tian civilization, which had just been devoured, was transforming into billions of streams of light, frantically deducing!
His "Causality Observation" was driven to the extreme at this moment!
In his vision, the massive Prison Suppression claw that was pursuing them, with the strands of causality entwined upon it, was a pure, blood-red representation of "termination" and "execution". It had no self, no emotion; it was the execution hand of the massive machine known as the "tomb", the most loyal extension of the Celestial Order's will.
And that ancient tree of light had a complexity in its causality that even Xu Ran found shocking.
