Tianyu's mindset had become chaotic.
The God's Domain that had formed because of Him was suddenly shattered into even more pieces, with enormous fragments of the void aimlessly drifting in the desolate and icy Star River.
"Boom! Boom boom!"
Uncontrolled, the fragments of the void collided, erupting with billions of flashes of chaotic light, turning the starry sky where He resided into a terrifying space of chaotic currents.
Fortunately, there were no God Spirits nearby; otherwise, His wave of mental turmoil could have obliterated all God Spirits beneath the Sovereign.
"Tianyu, you cannot escape."
Pang Lin spoke slowly and deliberately, a mocking tone in the depths of his cold, pitch-black eyes.
As soon as his voice fell, a scene suddenly appeared within the "Illusory Void Realm" that was suspended on high.
It was an airy hall floating with numerous prismatic crystals.
