Even if only touched by the edge, movement will become a hundred times slower than a snail.

This is a kind of "rule" suppression, unrelated to strength.

Without possessing Yun You’s "Omni Resonance" that can also affect the spatial level, even a Quasi-God Strong Person cannot escape from the white light!

"Oh? What is this?!"

Looking at the pure white light surging toward him, Zhu Xing’s face was full of interest and amusement, like a child discovering a fun toy.

He not only didn’t dodge, but even leaned forward slightly, as if to observe this strange "wave" more clearly.

Chen Zaikun’s taunt made him break into an almost radiant smile, excitedly saying, "Face it head-on? Why not! Interesting! It’s really interesting!"

Before his words had fallen, that all-consuming pure white light, like boundless angry waves, completely engulfed Zhu Xing’s figure.

In an instant, Zhu Xing’s figure vanished in the pure white, as if he had never existed.

"Succeeded?"

Chen Zaikun’s heart suddenly relaxed, his body embedded in the wall almost powerless.

The deadly threat feeling like maggots on the bone seemed to disappear.

"Whew..."

He breathed lightly, feeling his own life force ebbing away.

The release of Cyberspace always comes at a price, and the cost of the "Eternal Moment" is the consumption of the Death God’s life force.

Every time he used it, a strand of white hair would appear on his temples, and his lifespan would cut down proficiently.

However... Chen Zaikun never cared.

Before achieving True God status, the Death God, though not possessing Immortality, also had a lifespan of thousands of years.

Paying a few years of lifespan to eliminate an enemy, the cost is huge, but it’s worth it!

"Who the hell is that guy? Why is his strength so formidable?"

"What does his arrival signify? Zhu Xing, this name... sounds strange too, is it a title?"

He struggled to leap down from the wall.

"Afterwards, I must investigate properly."

"But no matter what, this time... I’ve won..."

Just as Chen Zaikun felt a trace of post-crisis relief in his heart...

"Plop~"

The pure white light that engulfed Zhu Xing, which should have been solidified, suddenly... moved!

"What?!!"

Chen Zaikun’s pupils contracted, quickly leaning to look.

Only to see the white light, as if a pebble had been thrown into the water, slowly rippling out a circle of waves.

Soon after, a vague silhouette moved slightly in the absolutely still "white," attempting to move their neck!

Click... clack...

A sound so faint it was almost inaudible, nearly drowned out by the sound of waves... yet like thunder exploding deep in Chen Zaikun’s soul, a bone joint rubbing sound emerged from the white light!

Then, the silhouette began to try, in an observable slow motion, to lift an arm, bending the elbow.

His movements were strange, as if bearing the pressure of water at the ocean’s bottom, every action was extremely difficult, stirring the adhesive white light around.

But this was enough, it already completely overturned Chen Zaikun’s understanding...

"How... possible?"

Chen Zaikun’s voice was painfully dry.

"How could... one move?!"

What shocked him even more was that the silhouette seemed to be laughing.

"Ha... ha..."

Like fragmented laughter echoing from underwater, struggling to pierce through the eternal waves and drilling into Chen Zaikun’s ears.

"...fun...this...slowdown...is...interesting!"

Chen Zaikun watched as, in the pure white, a head’s outline slowly emerged...

First was the messy hair, then the forehead, followed by eyes shaded by sunglasses, and finally the mouth split into an amused smile.

Zhu Xing.

His movements were incredibly slow, the time-stopping rule took effect on him, but the effect was so... feeble! Even time could not completely restrain him!

Soon, shoulders, arms, chest... Zhu Xing forcibly pulled his upper body out, smiling and looking at Chen Zaikun, also applauding.

"You..."

Chen Zaikun murmured: "How did you do it?!"

This was the only question he could ask at the moment.

Zhu Xing wasn’t in a hurry to answer, leisurely moving his shoulders and neck, even tidying the creases on his clothes.

"How did I do it?"

His voice had returned to normal speed, clear, with an air of justified casualness.

"Oh, this."

Zhu Xing raised a hand, casually clenching his fist.

With his movement, the pure white light encasing his lower body twisted violently, emitting a burdensome buzz, seemingly ready to burst at any moment from this simple action.

"With brute force."

He answered casually: "Your ’white light toy’ is indeed interesting, sticky inside, like swimming in syrup, moving around is quite a struggle."

"Brute...brute force?!"

Chen Zaikun stared, wide-eyed.

"Breaking free from ’Cyberspace’ by brute force! It’s impossible! My Cyberspace contains rules about time, which must absolutely never be violated..."

"Time?"

Zhu Xing interrupted him, with a barely detectable trace of pity in his tone, uncertain of how to explain such things.

"Time, huh..."

He thought for a moment, then patiently explained: "To me, time is indeed quite an interesting ’toy,’ perhaps able to briefly trip me up, like a decently resilient rubber band."

He paused, then abruptly opened the fist!

Boom—!

An indescribably fierce force field exploded from his center!

The thick white light surrounding his lower body, like snow tossed into a furnace, instantly evaporated and tore apart! Along with the eternal wave sounds of the surrounding space, emitted a shrill, glass-shattering scream that ceased abruptly.

However, he did not directly shatter Cyberspace; instead, calmly floated within, allowing the remaining white light to isolate them two from the real world.

"But then."

Zhu Xing’s voice returned to the previous calmness, yet carried an icy intent that made Chen Zaikun unease.

"This ’rubber band’s’ resilience is quite limited."

He stepped forward, lightly landing back on the ground, treading on the cracked and rubble-filled floor.

"My power. Even time cannot long restrain it. It’s... too ’fragile,’ lacking endurance, whenever engaging in a ’tug-of-war’ with me, time is always the defeated side."

"But on that note, your performance was already quite good! I thought in this battle, you wouldn’t even allow me a mild warm-up."

"As a result, I did have to exert some strength, haha, refreshing! In the real world, there aren’t many who can compel me to use force, you Chen Zaikun, are one of them."

"You should feel proud for this."

"..."

Chen Zaikun remained silent.

After a long time, he finally raised his head with difficulty, word by word, asking...

"Your power doesn’t belong to the Death God system."

"I want to know... who exactly are you? From whence does this power come?"

"You mentioned earlier, as long as we enter a space different from the real world, you can reveal the truth... now, please fulfill your promise."

Even at such a moment of extreme desperation, Chen Zaikun’s thoughts focused on truth and facts.

He wasn’t willing to bow, he just wanted to know why he was so oppressed.

"Alright, this isn’t some secret that can’t be said, nothing wrong with telling you."

Zhu Xing shrugged, then, gently flipping his wrist, a book appeared in his hand.

"In this world, you usually divide power into two types."

"That is—Power of the Death God, and Power of the Death Realm."

"Death Gods believe the two powers are entirely different, but..."

"I need to tell you that their essence is actually the same thing."

"That is to say..."

Zhu Xing smiled and opened the book, and at that moment, the black Power of the Death Realm emerged in his palm, instantly spreading out, directly forming a Death Domain around him.

"Power of the Death Realm and the Death God are interconnected; humans can possess the Death God’s Power of Sequence, and also... master the Power of the Death Realm."

"What I possess is the Power of the Death Realm you’ve never seen."