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Boundless Chaos, an eternal stillness.
A figure drifted in the Chaos, moving in a certain direction due to inertia.
The figure was covered in blood, its right arm and right shoulder had vanished, and where the wound was severed, a deep crimson Sword Light clung like a festering disease, devouring the Divine Force that surged from within the body.
A long spear was held in the left hand; a slender crack ran from the handle to the tip of this vermillion spear, barely noticeable unless looked at closely.
This figure was none other than Han Yi, whose eyes were tightly closed, his vital breath weak to the extreme, and due to severe injuries, he was in a deep coma.
His injuries were too severe, not only evident on his Divine Body, but more importantly, within his Dharma and Divine Aperture World.
