Over a thousand Awakened walked out of the Adjudicator.
Their figures seemed so tiny in the boundless sea of stars.
The spacecraft that had come to pick them up quickly entered the silver-white warship.
The space around the warship rippled like water, once again concealing the vessel.
Lin Xiaohe floated atop the Adjudicator, watching them leave.
The light and heat of the star shone upon her, making her especially radiant—like a blazing fire burning fiercely.
In her mind, she replayed Grandpa Lin’s final words.
“Xiaohe, I am the most highly Awakened person in the Witch civilization. The words that follow—you must remember them clearly and must not tell anyone.”
“This is not the place of our birth, but a place where we are imprisoned. An extremely powerful enemy trapped our ancestors here. Do not ask who he is, and do not go looking for him. When you are strong enough, you will be able to sense his existence.”
“The universe is full of danger—there are no friends of ours out there.”
“Xiaohe, to break the prison, hundreds of thousands of Witches were willing to sacrifice themselves to help the Sacred Ship break through. Today, the choice we make is the same.”
“A civilization that was once powerful must always leave behind seeds of hope. If you cannot save the Adjudicator, then leave on your own.”
“Don’t let it come to pass that the outer-realm civilizations all manage to escape while our civilization is wiped out. How shameful would that be.”
Lin Xiaohe clenched her fists tightly, silently swearing in her heart that she would definitely break through the prison!
Chang Qing delivered the observation records to Lin Xiaohe as promised.
Lin Xiaohe felt as if she were there in person, experiencing the universe before her eyes collapsing inch by inch like a shattered mirror.
In those net-like cracks, countless figures could be faintly seen.
Lin Xiaohe’s heart skipped a beat—her intuition told her that those people were most likely [Domain Sovereigns].
One of them seemed to sense something, and his cold, indifferent eyes met Lin Xiaohe’s across time and space.
In that instant, Lin Xiaohe’s hands and feet went cold, as if someone had seized her by the throat, shrouded in the shadow of death.
Instinctively, Lin Xiaohe tried to invoke [The Unnameable Existence], and the oppressive feeling abruptly vanished, followed by a crisp sound of shattering.
The observation records were destroyed.
The pressure from these [Domain Sovereigns] was far less than that of the Nine Dragon Platform Coffin. Not only did it not frighten Lin Xiaohe—it actually stirred her fighting spirit.
So the gap between half a Godhood and a full Godhood was that massive!
No wonder the Suixing civilization and the Aola people were willing to brave danger for the Godhood, wanting to venture into the black hole.
Lin Xiaohe really wanted to know—who held the other half of the Godhood?
Just as she was pondering this, the dimensional space trembled slightly once more.
Universe collapse progress: 90%!
On the other side of the Domain River in the Black Domain, some spacecraft that had failed to enter the dimensional space in time were desperately trying to cross the surging energy turbulence.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful fluctuation arrived.
Time and space seemed to collapse—shrinking rapidly. Within the range of the fluctuation, everything collapsed together with time and space at an accelerating rate, with no exceptions.
They did not form a miniature black hole.
For unstable black holes of that level, warships that had unlocked enough of the tech tree and reached a certain tier could still escape at some cost.
Unless it was a supermassive black hole naturally formed by the universe—like the one they themselves were in, named [Divine Site No. 1].
But the spacecraft were utterly in despair.
They had not been at the singularity for long and had not gathered much information—they roughly knew only that there would be an apocalypse-level crisis.
Based on their confidence in their own civilization’s technology, some believed their ships could withstand the so-called apocalypse.
After all, they had successfully traveled from the black hole’s event horizon to the singularity. That alone was proof of their capability.
They frantically tried to scatter and flee, or cross the Domain River and hide in the dimensional space.
What was despairing was that they were not collapsing toward a fixed central point—rather, within the entire energy range, any matter, any planet, everything was collapsing toward them.
There was no center point.
The scene was the same from every position.
Brietz and his companions, who had fortunately hidden inside the Adjudicator, stared blankly at the chaotic data streams on the control screen and murmured, “So, here, the universe really isn’t expanding.”
With this wave of energy tide, the spacecraft near the Domain River were completely swept away.
Including Lin Xiaohe’s backup plan—the giant tomb left outside the Domain River—was reduced to nothing under such a violent collapse.
The good news was that it transmitted the information stream from the moment of collapse through the Zerg’s special communication method to Xiao Hei.
Lin Xiaohe’s heart tightened—that was the Void!
As someone who could wield a trace of [The Unnameable Existence], she was certain that the other side of the Domain River had become a void.
Could it be that the great apocalyptic crisis of the 7th Era was the Void?!
Then was the power she wielded derived from her ancestors, or from the powerful enemy her grandfather had spoken of?
Unfortunately, she had no time to think about it any further.
The Void came sweeping in.
The Domain River and the Void collided, triggering an unprecedented information shrieking phenomenon.
“Can’t analyze it!”
“Can’t capture it!”
Inside the dimensional space, all living beings were trying every possible means to analyze this wave of information shrieking, hoping to establish a preliminary model.
Even if they could not survive this crisis, as long as they could transmit the information they discovered back to their homeworld, it would raise their home civilization’s level by at least one to two tiers!
They might even be able to answer the ultimate mystery of the universe—the Grand Unified Model of the universe!
For all starry sky civilizations, this was an extremely attractive challenge.
Under the impact of the surging energy flow from the Domain River and the Void, the dimensional space wall flickered like an old oil lamp, teetering on the verge of collapse.
Within the galaxy, things grew increasingly chaotic.
The dimension-crossing ships of Chang Qing, Yanidam, and Jörmungandr no longer concealed their traces—they needed to conserve energy to deal with the crisis after the dimensional wall shattered.
The Aola people’s cluster was the most chaotic.
Spacecraft from various civilizations had no coordination whatsoever. They surrounded the Aola people’s ships while remaining wary of one another.
Strangely, the Aola people did not drive these ships away—instead, they let them dock haphazardly.
Their gazes were all fixed on the space outside the dimensional space.
Universe collapse progress: 99%!
The entire Black Domain had been reduced to utter Void. It was a nothingness even more absolute than the deepest darkness.
Stars, nebulae, and even time and space themselves—before the Void, they were like pencil marks erased by an eraser, silently returning to nothingness.
In the distance within sight, the universe was peeling away piece by piece like a fading mural. The drowning ripples surged toward the dimensional space at faster-than-light speed.
The dimensional wall emitted creaking, groaning sounds—harsh and unbearable, as if it could not hold much longer.
Inside the dimensional space, piercing alarms in various languages mixed with communication requests—they were exchanging information and seeking shelter.
