The darkness of the Void surrounded Lin Mu for several breaths.
There was no light, sky, earth or the sea here. Only an endless expanse of profound darkness filled with spatial turbulence that could tear an ordinary Immortal apart in an instant.
Threads of chaotic spatial energy moved through the darkness like invisible currents, occasionally producing faint distortions that could be sensed even without Immortal Sense. Lin Mu walked through it calmly.
His expression was completely different from the one he had worn moments ago. The arrogance of Mengli Zhenyu had faded from his face, replaced by his usual calm and thoughtful expression.
He looked around at the darkness and smiled faintly. "The rift certainly looked convincing."
He glanced at the ring on his finger. The spatial rift he had opened in front of everyone had been nothing more than an illusion created through precise spatial manipulation. Lin Mu had never actually shattered space with his fist.
