Lin Mu's fist had created the opening deliberately. The location had been precise and the size was controlled. Even the stability of the rift was controlled, which was very difficult. Most importantly, Lin Mu had not caused the surrounding space to collapse.
'He opened a passage!' Daoist Bone Ruler's expression slowly changed.
Lin Mu looked at the rift.
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Then, as though stepping through an ordinary doorway, he walked toward it. The surrounding disciples instinctively moved aside. He reached the edge of the spatial rift and stopped.
Then he looked back.
"Do your best, junior." A faint smirk appeared on his face. "Perhaps I will be merciful and judge the state of the sect with an Open Palm instead of a Closed Fist."
Daoist Bone Ruler's heart skipped when Lin Mu stepped forward. His body disappeared into the darkness of the Void. The spatial rift remained for another few breaths, then the cracks slowly began closing.
