"Damn it! The fusion has gone wrong!"
Lynch's forehead throbbed with veins as his spiritual power surged like a breached flood towards the core of his spiritual sea, where the violent space domain model lay, attempting to reorganize the fiercely clashing forces of space architecture and void devour.
His formidable will was like a dam, forcibly containing the raging space storm at the tower's pinnacle, preventing it from spreading outward. However, the conflict within the core model was like a stubborn illness, with each suppression bringing a searing pain at the spiritual level, and each restraint making the rebounding of the two forces even more ferocious.
"Buzz——!!!!"
The out-of-control energy furiously collided, annihilated, and erupted again within the confined Cultivation Room. The "structure" force of space attempted to stabilize and define boundaries, while the void's "nothingness" instinctively devoured and obliterated all existence.
