Chapter 6077

At the boundary where Level Thirteen met the Fourteenth Firmament, space unraveled into a storm of shapeless haze.

No stars shone there. No light at all—just rolling darkness threaded with razor-sharp spatial currents. Any High Immortal Realm cultivator who stumbled into it would be torn apart before they could even scream.

And yet, two figures moved forward through the chaos as if they were walking on solid ground.

Jared Chance and Luther.

Jared held the bone scroll Elder Gloam had given him, following the etched route with steady focus as he searched the swirling void for a hidden seam.

Luther’s voice came low and tense. “Mr. Chance, the space ahead is more unstable than usual. This could be dangerous.”

Jared answered with a quiet nod. He activated the Eye of Chaos. Silver light flickered across his pupils as he looked ahead.