Chapter 703: The Cosmic Rallying Cry and Long Aotian's Awakening

In the deepest abyss of the cosmos, where light itself died and time flowed like sludge, lay the Void Temple. It was not a structure of metal or stone, but a dominion carved from pure, oppressive darkness, a monument to absolute authority. At its heart, upon a throne of coalesced fear, sat the Void Overlord. His form was indistinct, a silhouette against a backdrop of dying stars, yet his presence was a weight that could crush galaxies. Suddenly, a tremor, imperceptible to all but him, ran through...