The vast and grand ancient relic was displaying its final act of decisiveness and ending. The extraordinarily brilliant and mysterious sky and the ancient, heavy earth were rapidly converging under some force, causing everything to collapse. The collision of these two opposing forces twisted all things in the void into a bizarre state.
The colorful splendor of the fragmented space filled the entire ancient relic. Amidst this, Jiang Chengxuan's solitary figure flew towards the collapsing exit. In the distant, hazy horizon, the passage out had already shrunk to the size of a fist.
If it were to close, Jiang Chengxuan would be trapped in the ancient relic, waiting for its unknown reopening, possibly after tens of thousands of years. This was something Jiang Chengxuan could not accept.
"Spatial True Explanation, Manifest!"