Exiting the Labyrinth and the Crisis Before the Abyss
With hearts fluttering with a complex mix of excitement and tension, Lin Yu and his companions hurried through the exit that symbolized hope. The moment they stepped out of the labyrinth, the view before them suddenly broadened, as if a door to a mysterious world was slowly opening up. That gigantic, cosmic-wonder-like whirlpool of light—the Abyss of Time—was now close at hand, radiating a dazzling, splendid yet soft glow. Runes and flowing lights darted and intertwined within it, resembling the brushwork of the cosmos's most mysterious artist, portraying an epic chronicle of spacetime evolution stretching from the very dawn of the universe. Every flash of light and every pulse of the runes seemed to recount an ancient and grand tale.
However, the peaceful atmosphere did not last long. Before they could even take their first step toward the Abyss of Time, a group of mysterious creatures emanating a faint, chilling glow surged toward them from all directions like a tide of ghosts emerging from the Dark Abyss. These creatures resembled humans, yet carried an indescribable eeriness. Their bodies were semi-transparent, like illusory lights and shadows that could dissipate into the air at any moment. They held weapons condensed from light; their blade or axe edges flashed with a cold and lethal glint, reminiscent of the Grim Reaper's scythes, exuding a murderous aura. Their gazes were as cold as deep pools beneath ten-thousan…
Chapter 447