Meng Qi raised his brows. In front of him floated an ancient lamp that burned a colorless flame. The continuous flow of the black and white light shone onto the pitch black heavens and earth, letting the illusory karma world that was covered in comet lines to emerge.
The knife was broken, so was the future of the sword. Each and every karma thread swayed, shaking violently. The Tyrant, Gu Erduo, Su Daiji, Mister Luda, and the entire mausoleum seemed to be unreal. Once the karma world had collapsed, everything would be in complete chaos and be reclassified according to the Principles of Karma.
