The wormhole continued to expand under Crimson Lotus's immense power.
Her crimson-golden Universal energy poured relentlessly into the tunnel — not in wild surges, but in the precise, controlled torrent of someone who had spent eons mastering exactly this kind of expenditure. The output was staggering. Even Runar, standing at a distance and observing through the layered perception of his Myriad Genesis Eye, could only see the outermost edge of what she was actually doing. The rest of it existed at a depth his current cultivation couldn't fully parse.
