Inside that zone, every wraith's lunge slowed to the crawl of molasses, as though time itself had become a pit of tar.
The trio of Wraith Kings sensed the horror first. They thrashed like beasts trapped in quicksand, yet the gray domain bore a will of its own, an unseen gravity that dragged their massive shadows to a standstill.
Meanwhile, Jared's complexion blanched by the heartbeat. Veins rose across his temples, and a ribbon of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.
For someone at his current cultivation level, forcing the technique Chaos Origin Return to the Void exacted a brutal price. Yet he refused to yield.
Teeth grinding, he flipped his hands, shattered the previous seal, and wove a fiercer one in its place.
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