Su Yie once again flipped over his left hand, and a ball of light appeared in the palm.
It was none other than the Space Rule.
He stared at the two types of Rule Power, and slowly opened his mouth, "I refuse to believe..."
His voice was hoarse, after all, he hadn't spoken for a long time.
He suddenly brought his palms together, forcing the two light spheres to merge.
Boom—
A wild force erupted, shattering the sleeves of his robe and splitting his arms open, with blood flying everywhere.
His eyes were frenzied, as if they were about to bloodshot.
The endless monotony had almost driven him insane.
He must fuse time and space together!
If he couldn't, he would remain trapped here forever.
"Have you gone mad? If you keep this up, your body won't hold!"
Feng Long roared in desperation, but Su Yie remained indifferent.
Immediately after, Su Yie's upper-body robe burst into pieces, turning to ashes, his upper body muscles swollen and blood-filled, as if flayed.