Boom!
The Black Tortoise's continent shuddered. The gigantic Black Tortoise that was supporting the continent threw its head back and roared. As the continent trembled, the sky above the Black Tortoise's continent distorted. A gigantic crack swiftly tore through space, as if it had been sliced open by an invisible sword. Countless bolts of lightning swam about in it with loud booms. As they spread out, they tore the crack wider.
At the same time, in the fourth True World of the four Great True Worlds in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos was a vast galaxy. There were thousands of meteors of various shapes floating in it, and on each of them was a cultivator sitting cross-legged.
These cultivators were incredibly quiet, as if all of them were the same, because all of their faces were dark and aloof. There was a ghastly and grim air about them that seemed to come from their very bones.
This was the mysterious Fourth True World. It was one of the four Great True Worlds that no one knew about … True Spirit Hell World!
This True Spirit Hell World was mysterious. In fact, only a small portion of cultivators in the other three Great True Worlds knew of its name. They only knew of the existence of the four Great True Worlds, but even those who had traveled to the other three Great True Worlds might not have come to True Spirit Hell World before!
The difficulty of entering this place was several times greater than entering the Barren Lands of Divine Essence. Very few people knew why this was so, but without a doubt, the mysterious Fourth True World was a topic that the cultivators from the other three Great True Worlds often paid attention to.
There were all sorts of guesses and rumors, and it was difficult to determine whether they were true or false.
At that moment, as the thousands of cultivators meditated in silence, a shocking boom suddenly came from the galaxy in front of them. A gigantic crack was torn open, and there were bolts of lightning swimming about in it. As the booming sounds echoed in the air, the thousands of cultivators in the area opened their eyes, and an aloof glare appeared in them.
It was especially so for a middle-aged man dressed in a purple robe standing right in front of them. There was a reflection of purple lightning in his eyes. He was handsome, and if Su Ming was there, he would be able to recognize him at first glance. He was … Reverend Zi Long, who had crossed paths with Su Ming in the fifth kiln, protected him beyond the fifth ocean, and had left halfway through!
Beside him was an old man dressed in a long blue robe. His face was old, but the ripples of power that surpassed Zi Long's spread out at the instant he opened his eyes.
"Let's go," the old man said as he glanced at the crack in the starry sky.
Reverend Zi Long immediately voiced his agreement and took a step forward to leap up from the meteor. The thousands of cultivators behind him flew out at the same time and turned into thousands of long arcs that charged towards the crack.
The blue-robed old man was the last to step into the rift with a calm expression.
At the same time, the White Tiger's continent and the Vermilion Bird's continent in Morning Dao Sect roared at the same time. Gigantic cracks appeared in space. At the instant they were torn open, lightning swam in them and spread out to … pierce through True Sacred Yin World and the Emperor of Abyss' True World!
Within True Sacred Yin World was a galaxy filled with freezing air. There were huge ancient bronze swords that looked as if they had just been dug out from a giant's grave. The decaying and freezing air spreading out from them seemed to resonate with the galaxy.
Compared to the thousands of people from the Fourth True World, the number of people from True Sacred Yin World was much greater. When Su Ming cast his gaze over, he found that the ancient bronze swords could not be counted. There were nearly one hundred thousand of them, and each of them had dozens of cultivators on them, which meant that there were millions of cultivators there.
This sort of army might not be much to a True World, but if it was just to observe another True World's Anointment Ceremony and mobilize millions of cultivators, then … it would mean that they were hostile.
There were dozens of people exuding the presence of Almighties on the one hundred thousand ancient bronze swords. In fact, there were two old men among them. They were thin and shriveled, and the decaying presence around them was incredibly thick. It was as if they could not even open their eyes, but the mighty pressure spreading out from their bodies was so terrifying that it made the galaxy seem as if it was trembling.
Beside the two old men was an old man who was clearly much younger than the two old men. If Su Ming could see him, he would definitely be able to recognize him at first glance. He was … the Almighty in Life Realm who had been spared by the forces of power from True Sacred Yin World in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence!
This sort of Almighty was standing there like a member of the younger generation. It was a telling sign just how powerful the two old men who looked as if they could not even open their eyes were.
After the span of a few breaths, a gigantic crack was torn open in the galaxy ahead of them. Lightning swam in it, causing the crack to widen. No one spoke, but the ancient bronze swords drew long arcs in the air. With an incredible speed, all of them charged into the crack.
It was as if they were worried that if they were too slow, all of them would not be able to enter Morning Dao Sect through the crack. Yet at the instant they rushed into the crack, a shocking boom spread out. A screen of light appeared in the crack and stopped the large number of ancient swords from rushing in.
But just at that moment, the two old men who could not even open their eyes opened their eyes at the same time, revealing a dark green glow in their eyes. The two of them raised their hands and waved them forward. Booming sounds shook the heavens and the earth, and the screen of light instantly distorted before shattering.
In the span of a breath, a large number of ancient bronze swords rushed into the crack. In the blink of an eye, nearly thirty thousand ancient swords had stepped in. When the seventy thousand ancient swords behind them rushed in as well, the screen of light suddenly appeared again. This time, a human face appeared on it.
It was an ancient face, and it belonged to Sect Master Yue, one of the three Sect Masters in Morning Dao Sect's Sect Master Chamber!
"My two old friends, You and Ming, there is no need for you to be so angry. There will always be a way to solve it, unless you are unwilling to solve it and intend to start a war between True Worlds." An ancient voice came slowly from the face.
Old You and Ming from True Sacred Yin World, who Sect Master Yue had spoken of, let out cold harrumphs at the same time, but they did not forcefully break the screen of light, neither did they insist on forcing the remaining seventy thousand ancient swords to rush in. Instead, they swung their arms and swept up the old man who had been stationed in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence. With one leap, they charged into the screen of light and instantly fused into it before disappearing.
The two of them did not truly want to start a war between True Worlds. Everything they had done previously was just an act to express their anger and determination.
At the same time, within the Emperor of Abyss' True World was a galaxy shrouded in fog. As the fog tumbled about, Abyss Dragons broke through the fog without a single sound and moved forward swiftly.
If anyone looked over, they would find that the fog was like an ocean. The Abyss Dragons were like gigantic beasts in the sea. Mighty pressure spread out from them, and there were more than one thousand of them. There was a cultivator sitting on each Abyss Dragon. These cultivators were filled with a strange aura of death, but that aura of death was not absolute. There was still life force in them, but based on their intelligence, they were not puppets, but living cultivators.
There were two people sitting on the huge Abyss Dragon that was clearly twice the size of the other Abyss Dragons. They were a man and a woman. The man was handsome, dressed in black, and had a crown on his head. His face might have been pale, but when a brilliant light shone in his eyes, there was an overbearing air about him.
By his side was a woman. She had no expression on her face, but she was incredibly beautiful. Even though she was sitting cross-legged, her graceful figure could still be seen. She was dressed in a long purple dress, and there was a phoenix hairpin in her hair. The beads hanging from the hairpin knocked against each other and let out tinkling sounds.
She might be beautiful, but the woman's face was expressionless, and her eyes were dull and apathetic. It was as if she had lost her soul, but it was also as if she no longer cared about anything in the world.
All those who were familiar with the woman would find it difficult to imagine just how mischievous she was one thousand something years ago. Her laughter sounded like silver bells, and it was filled with happiness. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and there was a cunning look to them, which made the woman seem lively.
In the past, she was a carefree girl. She was filled with wildness and rebelliousness. Due to her dissatisfaction with her marriage, she secretly abducted a rather stupid Abyss Dragon and escaped from the Emperor of Abyss' True World. During the process, she coincidentally stepped into a place that changed her fate.
There, she met a man. His expression was cold, but he made her want to provoke him. He was a man she stuck to by his side and often teased. He was a man … who made her forget about running away from her marriage because of her happiness, and in the end … she was willing to block that attack for him!
One thousand something years was equivalent to ten lifetimes for a mortal. They could forget everything in the past, but to cultivators, while one thousand something years was long, they could not forget it. They could only hide all the beautiful things in the depths of their hearts and reminisce about them in silence.
One thousand something years was enough for a cultivator to grow up. They had gone from being happy to being expressionless, as if they were dead.
In the past, she was a small lily in the rain. That flower's name was Xuan. She bloomed in the rain, smiled happily, and persistently waited for sunlight to appear.
At that moment, she might still be a flower in the rain, but that flower had already lost the sunlight. She no longer smiled, and she no longer bloomed. Instead, she had forgotten the feeling of happiness. In the rain, she was no longer waiting for sunlight … but for her to wither.
She sat beside the handsome man with an apathetic expression. With the Abyss Dragon beneath her, she charged towards the huge crack that had appeared in the galaxy ahead of them. She was going to Morning Dao Sect, to the place she could not forget. It was a place where even though her heart was numb, there was still a stab of pain in it.
"Yu Xuan, once we pass through this entrance, we will arrive at Morning Dao Sect. True Morning Dao World. Even if you have just woken up, you will definitely not forget … the more unwilling you are to come here, the more I want to bring you here, fiancée.
"It's a pity that that person is no longer in Yin Death Region. I don't know where he has gone. If I could find him, that would be great. I would invite him to our wedding." The handsome man turned around and smiled faintly as he looked at the woman.
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