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Yang Qi was like a needle piercing into the greyspace of the Hell of Mahānata. He had shrunk the God Legion Paradise down as far as it would go and was using the power of two primeval godworms to devour the space in front of him.

The spatial power at play was incredible. Even the godworms found the dark golden devil energy here to be formidable, and that was with Yang Qi helping with his Hellfire Crucible. Thankfully, the nine demon-immortal mammoth tusks in his sea of energy provided him with a seemingly inexhaustible source of true energy. The work was unprecedentedly tiring.

Yang Qi was soon deep into the greyspace, but he was already exhausted. Every moment that passed felt like a life-or-death battle.

Even worse was the pressure weighing down on him. Based on his calculations, even a sixth order Prime Demi-Immortal in this situation would already be dead, consumed by the greyspace...