Chapter 2335: White wings that summon the World Matrix
Just as the sword was about to reach him, the eyes of the Enlightened One glowed, and in the next instant, time itself froze.
The Leader of the Masked Race widened his eyes as he realized he was incapable of pushing his sword forward. The resistance was absolute. Before he could even process what was happening, the space around him began to twist and collapse inward.
In the blink of an eye, he was sealed inside a massive, pitch-black cage.
"Negation Coffin," the Ancient One’s voice echoed coldly.
Time resumed its flow.
The black prison trembled violently as an overwhelming power surged within it—the power to negate existence itself, combined with crushing forces comparable to countless black holes compressed into a single point.
Zuko’s eyes widened as the power assaulted him from every direction, twisting not only his flesh but the very atoms that formed his body and particles of his soul.
Overwhelming durability was one of the key gifts of the Masked Race, and Zuko’s physique stood at its pinnacle. Even so, it was not enough this time.
Blood began leaking from every orifice of his body, as he felt his organs twist inside him.
He needed to escape—but the Negation Coffin had no up or down, no inside or outside. It was an empty dimension filled only with annihilation, where negation forces struck him relentlessly, each second growing stronger and more oppressive.
The shadow of death loomed over the Leader of the Masked Race.
Yet he did not lose his composure.