At the same time, the palace collapsed, the plaza, the pillars, and the chains shattered and turned into a rain of light.
The Transcendents were also freed from their bindings due to the deaths of the three guardians.
"I didn't expect that we would regain our freedom one day," the Transcendents mumbled to themselves as they looked at each other. Then, they all looked at Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, and the others. Finally, their gazes landed on Chu Bei. They wanted to say something, but they hesitated. Their faces were filled with gratitude.
"They're dead! Those three old fogeys are all dead! "
"That means we're safe! That's great! "
At this moment, the powerhouses above the sea regained their senses. Their faces were filled with excitement.
Buzz —
At this moment, a dazzling golden path appeared in the pitch-black gap and extended into the distance.
"What's that?!"
"Where does it lead to?!"
The appearance of the golden path caused the powerhouses above the sea to cry out in surprise.
When the extremely weak Transcendents saw the golden path, their thin bodies began to tremble. They were extremely excited.
"Your cultivation is sufficient. Go there and seek a higher level of Dao. If there's nowhere to go, go to the Wu Gate Emperor Province in the High Heavens. "Chu Bei looked at the Transcendents and said calmly.
"Many thanks!"
The Transcendents looked at each other, then cupped their fists at Chu Bei.
From his words, they were even more certain that he was not as simple as he seemed. At the very least, they were certain that he was not from the Profound Wilderness. He was from the other end of the golden path!
"Where is the other end of the golden path? It's so attractive to the Transcendents! "
"Are we the only ones qualified to step onto the golden path after becoming a Transcendent?"
Looking at the Transcendents disappearing one after another on the other side of the golden path, the experts of the Black Wasteland Continent above the sea revealed looks of yearning.
Rumble —
Thirteen divine rainbows streaked across the sky and returned to Chu Bei.
"Master!"
Xiao Yan, Chen Nan, and Ye Fan spoke at the same time.
[The host's summoning time is up. The contractor will be sent back.]
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in Chu Bei's mind.
"It's time for me to send you back."
When he heard the system's voice, Chu Bei waved his sleeves and the Space-Time Wheel started to rotate. Soon after, an azure-blue glow that one could not resist covered Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, and the rest of the thirteen people.
"As expected of Master! He has mastered such a heaven-defying technique! " Xiao Yan, Ye Fan and the rest sighed in their hearts as they sensed the terrifying power that enveloped their bodies. Their gazes towards Chu Bei were filled with admiration.
Whoosh!
The thirteen blue lights were absorbed into the Space-Time Wheel.
Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, and the others disappeared, and so did the Spacetime Wheel.
Gradually, everything returned to normal. Only the group of powerhouses above the sea was left.
"Disperse." Chu Bei's calm voice rang out as he swept his gaze across the crowd.
The group of experts from the Dark Wasteland Continent were stunned when they heard this. Then, they looked at each other and communicated with their eyes before they cupped their fists towards Chu Bei and left. After experiencing the previous scene, they fully understood how terrifying the Purple Cloud Sect's sect master was. He wasn't the Purple Cloud Sect's sect master who was only in his twenties on the surface, but an old monster who had lived for countless years.
[The host is about to leave the trial plane.]
[The system will assist the host in the final baptism of Source Heaven Force.]
The system's voice rang out.
"Little Martial Uncle, are you leaving again?" Mu Xue 'er, who was nearby, seemed to have sensed something and couldn't help but ask.
"Martial Uncle will be back soon."
Chu Bei appeared beside Mu Xue 'er and stroked the hair on her forehead.
After speaking, Chu Bei entered the Source Heaven Space again.
Unlike before, when Chu Bei entered the Source Heaven Space, thousands of rivers of Source Heaven Force rushed towards him and drowned him.
Under the infusion of the river-like Source Heaven Force, Chu Bei quickly entered a mysterious state. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and his consciousness dissipated.
Countless years had passed since Chu Bei fell into a deep sleep.
Xuanhuang Continent, Purple Cloud Sect.
In the main hall of the Purple Cloud Sect sat a middle-aged man in a white robe, and on both sides of him sat sixteen people.
"How is Ancestor Xue 'er?"
The middle-aged man in the main seat was called Bai Qing, and he was the 109th sect master of the Purple Cloud Sect. He had been separated from Chu Bei's generation by a full hundred generations.
"She passed away just now." A man stood up, his eyes filled with sadness.
"In the end, she didn't make it." Bai Qing sighed.
"Sect master, you've done your best. Ancestor Xue 'er is just a mortal, and with the help of the previous sect masters, she has already lived for thousands of years. This is her limit. "Another man stood up from his seat.
"Those former sect masters who have gone to a higher world, they won't be able to come back? Why did they have the heart to let Ancestor Xue 'er continue to wait until she passed away? "Bai Qing sighed.
Purple Yunshan Peak. It was unknown how many years ago, a separate area had been opened up here.
As far as the eye could see, the trees were emitting a blue light, which was very eye-catching. As they approached, a cool breeze hit them in the face.
These trees were called Acacia Trees. No one knew which sect master planted them for the people in the forest. The leaves had a blue light, and purple clouds flowed, emitting wisps of coldness.
In the forest, some female disciples of the sect could be seen picking Acacia Fruits. Usually, they would have a smile on their faces and talk about cultivation. But today, their faces were incomparably solemn. From time to time, they would look into the depths of the forest, and could not help but tear up.
In the quiet Acacia Forest, there were two simple courtyards connected by blue light.
At this moment, in one of the courtyards, a woman in a purple dress sat on a chair, facing the direction of the other courtyard.
Judging from her appearance, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Her eyes were closed, and there was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. Her body was cold, and there were no signs of life. She was peaceful and quiet.
This young woman was naturally Mu Xue 'er. Years had passed, and the river of time had flowed. In this courtyard, she had always been waiting for one person.
Because she had taken an elixir, she had eternal youth. Unfortunately, she had not stepped into the ranks of cultivation, and her lifespan was only a hundred years. A thousand years ago, she should have died of natural causes. But because the previous sect master used his divine power to extend her life, she lived for another hundred years.
Later, every sect master of the Purple Cloud Sect would extend Mu Xue 'er's life. But in the end, she was only a mortal. Until recently, her time had come, and it was difficult to extend her life.
"I feel an inexplicable pity for Ancestor Xue 'er. She waited a thousand years, and the ninth sect master did not come."
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