To exact vengeance with swift decisiveness—this has always been the creed Jia Yan lived by. Especially after his rebirth, he had come to integrate this principle deeply into his combat philosophy.
In this Dark Realm, killing and carnage ran wild without restraint. After being targeted by the Group of Futile Life multiple times—this time, with such a massive ambush by numerous Semi-permanent Star existences—it was only Jia Yan's formidable strength that saved him from certain death.
This was a death trap. Having shattered it, Jia Yan naturally owed his enemies a fitting gift in return.
What's that old saying again?
Returning without reciprocating? That would breach the etiquette!
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM...
The artificially created black hole twisted and expanded, violently trembling. Within this Distorted Space, it seemed to grow ever larger with each passing moment.
If not for Jia Yan's desperate exertion of his Space Talent to suppress it, it would have already exploded.
