章 1705: The Fourth Epochal Cataclysm!

Crack.

As soon as Lin Feng entered the Null Magus Forbidden Zone, he felt that the small chiliocosm in his body could no longer hold out. Cracks had already appeared one after another, and were increasing in number. They were densely packed and spread throughout the entire small chiliocosm. It seemed as if the small chiliocosm would collapse at any moment.

In the River of Spacetime, Chiliocosm Sovereign Imperial Gold was struggling violently. He could vaguely sense that he was about to break free from the River of Spacetime.

"Hahaha, Chaos Chiliocosm Sovereign, you're only so-so. Your principle of spacetime is only so-so. You want to trap me? Dream on. Break!"