In the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm, after the tearing of the grand curtain, Chen Dengming's body shuddered. Having fully entered Qu Shenzong, he could no longer withstand the immense pressure of the rapidly sealing curtain. His hands, which were in the midst of casting a spell, were flung apart by a tremendous force, and the swirling Heavenly Immortal Dao Power and Mana instantly dispersed.
The next moment, the probability wave that had been locked in collapse was wiped out, the curtain sealed instantly, and the light membrane flashed and disappeared, with space returning to normal.
Chen Dengming hissed, clutching his forehead, head splitting with pain, quickly exiting the wildly imaginative state he had been in. He felt as if a massive stream of information had been crammed into his brain in that brief moment.
