While Su Ming used the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe to completely seal the dimension where the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were, the countless Berserkers in the land of Berserkers floated in the galaxy beyond Yin Death Vortex and stared at the rotating Yin Death Vortex in silence.
This was the first time they left Yin Death Vortex and the first time they came to the world outside. At that moment, all sorts of emotions rose in their hearts, especially since their God of Berserkers was still inside. It was inevitable that anxiety would appear on their faces.
After going through the devastating battle just now, the Berserkers felt as if they had been reborn from the ashes. Their presence had changed, and even though they were silent at that moment, a hint of determination appeared in their eyes.
It was a determination that if Su Ming did not come out, they would never leave. In fact, they would not hesitate to return to Yin Death Vortex.
They might have possessed this presence in the past, but it had never been as resolute as it was then. Sometimes, the word resolute represented a presence that could not be hidden away!
Fang Cang Lan sat quietly on a mountain at the edge of the land. She stared at the vast Yin Death Vortex under the galaxy with a shaky gaze. Yin Death Vortex was like a dazzling vortex of stars. If it was not because the aura of death was indistinct, it would definitely give off a beautiful and dazzling feeling.
She was waiting, just like how it had been for a thousand years. No matter how much time had passed, she would continue to wait. However, fate seemed to be too attached to her. For more than a thousand years, he was outside, and she was inside.
Yet now, she had come out, but he … was left in Yin Death Vortex.
At that moment, the current Ninth Summit in what was once Morning Dao Sect was being fortified. It did not matter whether it was the protective Runes or the fusion of the three forces of power within it, all of them were swiftly changing Ninth Summit's appearance. It was changing with each passing day, causing the Ninth Summit, which had once been Morning Dao Sect, to become stronger in an unseen manner.
The army from True Sacred Yin World and the Fourth True World moved through the borders. Under the invitation of the envoys sent by the Ninth Summit, they tore through the whirlwind and charged towards the area near Arid Triad's gap with the one hundred thousand cultivators sent by the Ninth Summit.
It would be the first line of defense for Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos to fight against Dark Dawn and Saint Defier. It would also be the first army.
All of True Morning Dao World was in a state of nervousness. Time trickled by slowly. Compared to them, the tense atmosphere at that moment was the silence before a storm. No one knew when Saint Defier and Dark Dawn would descend through Arid Triad's gap.
However, some of the more qualified cultivators understood that that day... was very, very close...
It was so close … that perhaps it would be tomorrow.
The circular area of one million feet beyond Arid Triad's gap was still filled with thick whirlwinds. There might still be whirlwinds at the periphery, but they had become much thinner. This was due to the cultivators from the three Great True Worlds working together. They had stationed themselves in three directions nearby and formed three camps that were connected together.
Runes, seals, powerful weapons, and other items filled the area. All of them were locked down on Arid Triad's gap. Usually, quite a large number of cultivators from the three great camps would be sent to rush into the whirlwinds near the gap as scouts to observe the situation closely.
The cultivators of Ninth Summit were the main targets for this mission, because while the Fourth True World and True Sacred Yin World might be able to withstand the whirlwind, they could not do so like the cultivators of Ninth Summit. Since Su Ming was the master of the entire True World's will, all those who had his Brand on them, and in fact, it could be said that all the cultivators who had gathered the laws of fate for Su Ming could move through a large area in the whirlwind without being affected.
In fact, as long as Su Ming wanted to, he could make the whirlwinds instantly disappear, but he did not want to do so. The existence of the whirlwinds was better for Arid Triad. After all, it was a natural defense.
The tension in True Morning Dao World and the silence before a storm formed an oppressive atmosphere. At the same time it enveloped the entire True World, True Sacred Yin World and the Fourth True World were also preparing for the second wave of cultivators to be sent out.
This was … a war in which all of them would live or die together. This was not an internal conflict. If this was a civil war, then regardless of who won or lost, whether they lived or died, the final result would only decide which side would be the overlord.
Right then, the war was an invasion by foreign enemies. It was an invasion. If they lost, then the four Great True Worlds would be enslaved, countless cultivators would be killed, and … Arid Triad would have a new master!
In the eyes of True Sacred Yin World and the Fourth True World, the Ninth Summit, which had risen to power once more in True Morning Dao World, did not have the right to become the master of True Morning Dao World. In fact, many people from the two Great True Worlds believed that since True Morning Dao World had already been reduced to ruins, there was no longer any need for it to exist. It would be better to turn it into a battlefield and turn all of True Morning Dao World into a dangerous zone. In fact, this sort of opinion had once been supported by many powerful warriors from the two Great True Worlds.
However, the Sublime Paragon from True Sacred Yin World and a certain ancient will from the Fourth True World had rejected all of this. Not only did they treat the envoys from the Ninth Summit politely, they were also incredibly polite to the Ninth Summit.
This matter caused many cultivators to be puzzled. Gradually, a rumor spread out for some unknown reason. It said that behind True Morning Dao World's Ninth Summit was a powerful warrior who was like a Sublime Paragon from the four Great True Worlds in Arid Triad. It was precisely this person's existence that allowed the Ninth Summit to obtain the respect of the other two Great True Worlds.
This rumor was vague. Some people believed in it, and some scoffed at it. However, no matter what, the alliance between the three Great True Worlds to attack and defend against foreign enemies could descend at any moment became incredibly sturdy.
At that moment, Su Ming, the powerful warrior who was rumored to be like a Sublime Paragon behind the ninth summit, was in Yin Death Vortex. His expression was aloof, and there was determination in his eyes. He charged into the depths of Yin Death Vortex.
Ring-shaped ripples spread out around Su Ming and formed the protective power of the ring. That power filled the area around Su Ming, allowing him to maintain a certain speed even though he was in the depths of Yin Death Vortex.
He was incredibly fast. When the sixth day was almost over, he had already reached a depth he had never gone down before. Yin Death Vortex around him became narrower, and the suction force became stronger. Piercing howls that sounded like wolf howls rang in his ears, and they were deafening.
"I'll go a little deeper. I can sense … an unimaginable existence in the depths of Yin Death Vortex!" There was a hint of excitement in the words of the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe. As he spoke, he grabbed Su Ming and rushed forward.
However, at the instant he rushed forward with Su Ming, a powerful repelling force appeared in the vortex and turned into wind. That wind might seem weak, but when it swept past, it seemed to freeze the vortex, causing Yin Death Vortex to freeze for a moment before stirring up a windstorm that made even the pupils of the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe shrink.
The windstorm appeared suddenly, but Su Ming was in a slightly better state. He only felt his entire body become numb, as if he had lost his cultivation base for an instant. His mind became blank, and his body froze.
However, the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe shuddered and retreated swiftly. He coughed up three mouthfuls of blood in succession. Shock appeared on his face, but soon, he threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"I knew it! I knew it! My guess was right! It's impossible for eternal life to exist in the world. All lives have their mortal enemies, and all existences must die!
"Su Ming, head deeper into this place! Head to the deepest part! The secret hidden there … is related to you!" Madness appeared on the old man's face. As he laughed, he turned around and lifted his head to look at the endless Yin Death Vortex above him.
Almost at the instant he finished speaking … the seventh day arrived.
The arrival of the seventh day meant that Su Ming's Antecedental Spirit's disaster had arrived!
A blood mark immediately appeared at the center of Su Ming's brows. It swiftly melted into blood threads, and in the blink of an eye, they covered Su Ming's entire body, as if they had wrapped him in a net of blood.
Beyond Yin Death Vortex was the other side of the land of Berserkers floating in the galaxy. It was a galaxy that could almost be seen from the land of Berserkers through Yin Death Vortex, and at that moment, there were two figures standing quietly.
The two figures were very indistinct, as if they did not exist. No one knew how long they had been there, but they had been staring at Yin Death Vortex quietly.
One of them was short, but he was not a dwarf. Instead, he was a boy.
The other seemed to be surrounded by fog. Every single rotation of the fog seemed to have turned into an eye, causing anyone who looked at him to feel as if there were countless eyes on him.
Not a single hint of aura spread out from the two of them. By standing there, they seemed to be able to avoid certain laws and wills in the True World. After a long while, the boy sighed softly.
"Can you tell this person's level of cultivation?"
"Forget me, there are only a handful of people in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos who can Possess a person from True Morning Dao World," the figure covered in fog said in a low voice.
"There are rumors in the world outside that this person is a Sublime Paragon, just like you and me, but they don't know that this person … has long since surpassed Sublime Paragons and is above us.
I just don't understand. All the Antecedental Spirits were suppressed in the Fourth True World, so how … did he become an Antecedental Spirit?! " These two people were the Sublime Paragons of True Sacred Yin World and the Fourth True World. If Su Ming could split his attention to look at the boy, he would definitely be able to recognize him at first glance. This person was Chang He's Master in the illusion he saw on Chang He's skeleton!
Only the figure in fog could tell based on his understanding of the Antecedental Spirits that since he could become the Fourth True World's Sublime Paragon, he knew too many secrets regarding the Antecedental Spirits in Arid Triad being suppressed.
The figure covered in fog was silent for a moment before he said hoarsely, "Don't forget … the legendary All Spirits Hall!"
"All Spirits … Hmm?" Just as the boy was about to speak, he suddenly lifted his head, and his pupils shrank. He saw the entire True World go through a change that shocked even him. At the same time, his aura swelled up swiftly, as if it had been stimulated by a powerful force.
"This is …"
"Antecedental … Spirit's … Disaster!" The person who answered him was the figure in fog beside him. That person had been speaking in halts, and there was disbelief in his voice. When he said the last word, he cried out in surprise.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
