The crimson veins on the surface of the Eye of the Void gradually faded, revealing the crystalline, translucent spatial structure beneath.

The heartbeat of that Crystal Heart at the center of the vortex grew ever clearer; with each contraction it spewed out multicolored radiance, dyeing the surrounding spatial fragments into glazed hues.

"It really is the Heart of Space!"

Zhan Feng’s Adam’s apple rolled, and his Bronze Battle Axe unconsciously drooped a few inches.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the slumbering Power Dao suddenly trembled, producing a subtle resonance with the distant radiance.

If Tenth Realm cultivators want to break through to the Venerable Realm, they must grasp the Space Law, but how could truly comprehending the Space Law be so simple?

Since ancient times, countless Supreme Geniuses had been stuck and strangled at this very threshold.

Yet as long as one could absorb this Heart of Space, one would basically have hope of comprehending the true essence of the Space Law within a hundred years and stepping into the Venerable Realm. From this, one could see just how precious this Heart of Space was.

The appearance of the Heart of Space made everyone’s breathing grow rapid.

Gray Dao Patterns spun rapidly in Jiang Shu’s pupils. Zhan Feng suddenly exhaled a foul breath, looking at that Heart of Space with some apprehension. He blocked the War Alliance cultivators behind him and said in a deep voice, "Stand by and watch. I sense something’s wrong."

His authority within the War Alliance was extremely heavy.

With these words, the Supreme Geniuses and ancient freaks of the War Alliance could only remain beside him, no matter how much doubt churned in their hearts.

"Your Highness, something is affecting my mind."

Yu Tianming bit the tip of her tongue, forcibly calming herself down as she spoke to Jiang Shu.

Before her voice had even fallen, that ancient freak from the Divine Eagle Clan had already turned into a streak of light and shot toward the vortex.

On the wings spread out behind him, every golden feather burned with Origin Blood, his speed so great that afterimages trailed through the air.

"Get lost!"

Another burly man clad in beast hide swung a Wolf Fang Club down toward the Divine Eagle clan genius’s back.

The Thunder Dao Rhyme coiled around the club actually solidified into Chains under the reflection of the radiance, piercing straight through the Divine Eagle’s twin wings.

The Divine Eagle let out a miserable screech. Before his blood could even splatter, it was swallowed by folding space.

More cultivators’ eyes went bloodshot; one Supreme Treasure after another condensed into brilliant light, crashing down at those beside them like a river of stars turned waterfall.

One ancient freak even crushed his Lifebound Jade Pendant, the erupting azure light cutting three of his companions in half at the waist.

This could no longer be explained by mere greed.

"Everyone, fall back!"

The Mechanical Mother suddenly shouted harshly. The armor on her chest opened wide, revealing twelve rotating crystals at the core.

The blue light projected by the crystals sketched out a complex three-dimensional Array Map in the Void.

That was the true form of the Heart of Space.

Jiang Shu turned his head to look. Under the unique analytical perspective of the Mechanical Clan, where was any multicolored radiance? It was clearly a prison woven from countless twisted Soul Threads!

Every thread was connected to the brows of the cultivators present, frantically siphoning their greed to strengthen itself.

"This is an application of the Soul Law—this must be the work of a powerhouse beyond the Tenth Realm!"

The scales on Yu Tianming’s neck bulged, and her Heavenly Snake Pupil reflected a truth that made one’s scalp crawl.

"Someone is raising Heart Demons!"

She herself had already stepped onto the path of cultivating the Soul Law; though she had only just set foot on the first step, she could still sense the hair-raising fluctuations of Soul Law contained within.

As if responding to her exclamation, the Eye of the Void suddenly contracted violently.

Crack-like patterns spread across the surface of that Crystal Heart, revealing the churning gray mist inside.

Blurred human faces surfaced within the mist—it was shockingly the likenesses of the cultivators who had died earlier!

"Fall back!"

Jiang Shu swept out with his Desolate Star Halberd, the Dao Rhyme surging over his entire body turning into an irresistible tide that pushed back the Jiuyu Commerce Alliance crowd.

He, however, moved against the current, the Halberd Tip aimed straight at the center of the vortex.

"Mother, help me break this soul prison!"

Data streams in the Mechanical Mother’s eyes surged tenfold.

She tore off another arm; the severed limb disassembled midair into several million nanomachines, surging toward the Heart of Space like a silver flood.

"Overclocked Computation!"

The instant the silver flood collided with the gray mist, the entire Void rang with the crisp sound of shattering glass.

The controlled cultivators simultaneously clutched their heads and screamed, gray-white threads drilling out from their seven orifices.

On the other end of those threads, on the surface of the Heart of Space, a black-robed shadow abruptly emerged!

"The Doomsday Sect!"

The Mechanical Mother cried out. Her remaining arm instantly transformed into a forest of savage cannons, and in the blink of an eye she fired off over a hundred Laser Cannon blasts, each enough to annihilate a Tenth Realm Middle Stage cultivator, all slamming into the black-robed shadow—yet they had not the slightest effect.

The black-robed shadow let out a soft chuckle, and nine Bronze Lamps flew out from his sleeve.

As the lamp flames danced, the corpses of the cultivators who had already died suddenly opened their eyes, the Triangular Cores in their chests erupting with blinding blood light.

"Watch out for corpse explosions!"

Only now did Zhan Feng break free of the influence of greed; his Bronze Battle Axe cleaved out a half-moon blade of light.

The Power Dao plowed a deep trench through the Void, cutting the dozen-odd shambling corpses at the front in half at the waist.

"Damn it, so it was these Doomsday Sect bastards playing tricks in the dark—these lingering ghost-like worms!"

He naturally understood what the Doomsday Sect represented, and at this moment he was both shocked and furious.

But more of the corpses had already completed their mutation.

Metallic tumors bulged under their skin, their spines pierced through their backs to form Bone Whips; some even twisted their heads a hundred and eighty degrees, opening their mouths to spew foul, corrosive fluid.

The Mechanical Mother suddenly let out a muffled groan.

Within the silver flood she was maintaining, a full third of the nanomachines had been contaminated by the gray mist and turned to pounce back toward her main body.

Rust marks instantly crawled across her silvery-white shell, and cracks appeared on the twelve crystals in her chest.

"Mother!"

Three Mechanical Clan powerhouses leaped out at the same time, forming a triangular formation with the Mother protected at the center.