BOOOOM!
The impact was not one of destruction, but of catastrophic, uncontrolled creation. Yin's torso erupted with a billion big bangs happening simultaneously. Strange, temporary dimensions bloomed and died within his body.
Stars were born and extinguished in his veins. The force of the explosion was not outward, but inward, a violent, creative overload that was utterly alien to his void-based essence.
"ARGH!" Yin screamed, a sound of genuine, shocking agony. He was thrown backward across the void, his form distorting wildly as it tried to process the violent infusion of creation. The Sword of Nothingness in his hand flickered, its stability compromised.
He crashed through the ghost of a dead star cluster, his aura dimming significantly. For the first time, he was severely injured.
Nian Shi did not press immediately. He hovered, observing his handiwork with cold satisfaction.
