This is the entrance to Deep Space.
Yang Yuan waved his hand again, and a crack appeared before him.
The three of them flew in once more.
The deeper they went, the greater the spatial pressure, accompanied by a sort of whispering sound that would drive a person with weak willpower insane.
Of course, all three—Yang Yuan, who was a Void God, Zhao Jiayan, a God King, and the weakest being a deity—could withstand this without any obstruction, as Yang Yuan's actual power was akin to that of a Void True God.
Quickly, they reached the deepest part of Deep Space, the eighth layer.
After Yang Yuan tore open the eighth layer, the universe lay beyond, but a special barrier blocked them here, a barrier powered by the game console.
Yang Yuan suspected that the being who created the game console might have designed it specifically to protect the Primordial Cosmos.
After all, the level was oddly perfect: a level 121 conceptual item capable of sealing off the entire Primordial Cosmos.
