The world of black and white was cleaved by the brush's tip, a drop of ink transforming into an ancient, simple scroll with a round center and square edges. The Free Immortal Mandala appeared behind Yan Qi, with countless intricate flowers blooming, revealing seven "voids" one after another around the center, like seven planets orbiting a star.
Before the divine skills could even manifest, the Order King's response had already arrived. The pure white fleet surrounding the Solar System fired simultaneously, and the attacks, moving beyond time and space, appeared. The attacks looked like countless monotonous "white lines," and wherever the white lines reached, all matter decayed into dust. It was a strike against time itself, creating lines of fallacy where temporal sequences were disrupted and contradictions led to self-destruction.
