At the cosmic edge, the Emperor Slayer's laboratory floated outside the event horizon of the black hole.
Ye Qingzhou stepped through the air, his Sword Intent like a rainbow, each step precisely landing on the balance point of spacetime curvature.
"You came just in time."
The Emperor Slayer didn't turn around, his scarlet eyes reflecting stars being devoured by the black hole, "Look at this."
With a wave of his hand, the experimental data unfolded in the air — a black hole was not just a point of no return; under energy stimulation at specific frequencies, it would "feed back" pure chaotic matter.
"The Void Emperor mistakenly thought the black hole was the end point."
The Emperor Slayer's fingertips danced with pale flames, his long-lost excitement returning, "But the black hole... is actually the gate of cosmic reincarnation."
Ye Qingzhou stared at the data, "So you're attempting to optimize the Insect Mother's 'Void Temple' Martial Arts..."
