Tianming's heart was beating faster and faster. He had been shoving people aside and they were getting annoyed and demanding him to apologize, but he didn't care and slashed at anyone that tried to stop him.

"Fuck off!" he roared as he finally pushed them apart and reached the center of the crowd that nobody dared to get too close to. A black-haired youth was lying in the middle of the crowd with a vortex in the middle of his upper torso. What was even scarier was that his head, arms, and one leg were slowly scattering into grey mist. Tianming saw that a third of his head was gone, leaving only one eye and half a mouth behind. Once the scattering was over, he would be gone for good. The caelum was said to be a singular entity, so this shouldn’t be happening.

"Feng!" he cried, feeling his chest tensing up.

Ye Lingfeng suddenly breathed rapidly as his remaining iris dilated. The...