John steadied himself and calmly swept his gaze across his surroundings.
This was the legacy trial ground of the God of Space.
A figure slowly stepped out from the depths of the void.
That figure was covered in silver-white Spatial Law patterns from head to toe. Its face was blurry and indistinct, but the pressure it radiated was as heavy as a mountain weighing tens of thousands of tons.
That pressure crushed toward John layer by layer. Even space itself continuously twisted, sank, and tore apart beneath the figure's feet.
The God of Space Projection.
The target of the trial.
John did not waste words. He directly stepped forward, and scorching crimson Phoenix Fire suddenly ignited around his body.
The Phoenix flames spread through the void, burning away the spatial compression force surging toward him from all directions.
The God of Space Projection raised its hand and unleashed a spatial slash powerful enough to tear through a plane barrier.
