Chapter 1677

The powers of these dead beings were also gathered by the world consciousness of Cthulhu's world.

Although the world consciousness of Cthulhu's world possessed a trace of humanity, it was more insane than the emotionless Chaos Void.

In its eyes, countless beings were merely firewood, and it could draw upon them at will whenever it desired.

The power generated by the fall of countless beings merged with the power produced by the self-immolation of the Thousand-Armed Great Black Heaven, transforming into an endless filthy blood sea that slammed toward the spatial passage.

Boom—!

Heaven and earth changed color, space trembled.

The power contained within the filthy blood sea was too terrifying; its impact even stirred the Changhe.

The spatial passage had limits on the transmission of power.

It could not transmit power without restriction.

Otherwise, the world consciousness of Cthulhu's world would only need to blow gently to crush the seal of the Thirty-Sixth-Rank Creation Blue Lotus outright.

Even if Di Zhen had become a Dao-Level powerhouse, the gap between him and the world consciousness of Cthulhu's world remained like an abyss.

Although the Chaos Void and Cthulhu's world were linked, between them lay countless temporal and spatial dimensions.

With the current spatial passage, it was already difficult for even one-tenth of power exceeding the limit to pass through.

The terrifying blood sea generated by the self-immolation of a Dao-Level powerhouse clearly exceeded the spatial passage's limits.

The power that could be transmitted was extremely limited; most of it was consumed in stabilizing the spatial passage.

Most world invaders would not choose this loss-making method.