Behind the stone gates at the bottom of the stairs below the temple of Xyn, was a vast space with no edge in sight and no clear directions of up or down, left or right. All anyone could see were floating pieces of mini-realms shrouded by fog.

Without needing to go into any of the particular realms, Jianmen could already tell that a lot of these floating realms were slowly collapsing and dying from within. From what Xyn told him, these realms were manifestations of some of his power, each realm represented his connection to a group of his past followers and indirect descendants, which were maintained by Xyn’s power and the followers’ faith.

Though not entirely visible, Jianmen could still sense that there was a tear somewhere in this vast space, though he was in a space where the idea of location was starting to make less and less sense to anyone.

And this was precisely the reason why Xyn was having a hard time healing his own wound - as a god who once had control over his own space and still had much control over his own flow of time, this space was also a part of his “body”. But now that Xyn had lost a lot of his control over the space, the wound left by his fall would also be hard to locate, as it started drifting from coordinates to coordinates along with the flow of space.

Xyn still had some control over the flow of time in this space, so Jianmen could still use his powers to help Xyn find that drifting wound and thus aiding him to patch up the wound and stop the loss of power, even start healing.

This attempt was not without its risks and costs, of course. The most simple cost was that the flow of time and space was quite different from that outside of this space, and thus when he remained in this space, all of his communication with the outside world would get severely affected, even blessed lines of communication wouldn’t work as they should. And the most intuitive risk was that if they were not careful in finding and locking up the drifting wound, they could make matters worse for Xyn.

After “standing” in the space for a short while, Jianmen’s eyes locked onto something that was generating some kind of rippling waves across the space from a distance. He immediately leapt forward and instantly closed the distance between him and the source of the space ripples.

The core of the source of the ripple was a single dark and dense particle, which was constantly absorbing the surrounding space, time and all sources of energy around it. This absorption of the sources of energy caused the fabric of space to be broken, thus it kept drifting. Xyn’s power was not strong enough to lock it down or isolate it, therefore he needed Jianmen’s help.

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Jianmen’s left hand started gathering and concentrating energy, while his right hand started delivering a flurry of finger strikes at the space around the dark particle, all the finger strikes were like sharp and high speed drill bits that left “holes” in the space around the particle. Next, Jianmen’s left hand unleashed a palm strike, orange and golden energy shot towards the dark particle as well as the “holes” in the space left by his finger strikes. The orange and golden energy cocooned around the dark particle and at the same time connected each of the “holes” by forming into energy rods and ropes going through them.

“Ding.” Jianmen uttered a single Mandarin word, which meant “freeze” or “still”, and a wave of energy permeated through the entire cage formed by the orange and golden energy, causing the cages to crystalize into hardened constructs, while the energy that wrapped around the central dark particle to start spinning and slowly chipping away at it.

Three streams of light grey energy shot from behind Jianmen, aiming at the dark particle now locked in its position.

A meat cleaver appeared in Jianmen’s right hand, and a rattan broom in his left. When the three streams of energy reached the dark particle at the same time, an energy explosion erupted, and the energy shockwave instantly swept through Jianmen’s position.

The dark particle reacted quite violently to the assault and the restriction by the orange and golden energy cage - right after the explosion, it released some sort of force field and expanded in size to become some sort of mini-blackhole, swallowing the orange and golden energy cage in whole and started absorbing more energy with greater force and higher speed.

Another three streams of energy shot from the space behind Jianmen at the mini-blackhole. Jianmen also swung his meat cleaver at the mini-blackhole.

“Ting!” when the edge of Jianmen’s meat cleaver collided with the mini-blakchole, Jianmen could hear a sound that was similar to that of collision between metal objects. This was no surprise to him, as he kept on swinging his meat cleaver. In less than a second, the meat cleaver already collided with the mini-blackhole more than a dozen times. With each slash from the meat cleaver, the structure of the mini-blackhole became more and more unstable.

One more stream of light grey energy shot from the space aiming right at the mini-blackhole. Jianmen heard a small but clear cracking sound when the new stream of energy landed on its target, and he immediately pulled back.

The mini-blackhole expanded once more in size, but its edge was shaking and flickering, with strange cracks of golden light crawling all over its surface.

“Boom” a low but heavy soundwave exploded from the mini-blackhole, the mini-blackhole imploded, leaving a spinning ball of fog behind.

“I think you can patch this up yourself?” Jianmen wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked: “Looks like the procedure left you bleeding huh?”

“I can handle it. ” Xyn’s fog face appeared beside Jianmen: “My gratitude for your help, please feel free to check out any of the stable realms here if you’d like. Hope they could help you.”

“Not a problem. Stay alive.” Jianmen chuckled and was about to find a realm to go into.

“Something is trying to reach you.” Xyn said: “It’s halted by the protective power of the temple. You want to go and see what it’s about?”

“Hmm. Okay.” Jianmen took out his phone and saw that it had no bars of signal: “Be right back.”