Yan Zhaoge's guess was not wrong. Luo Zhiyuan and the others were just a single step away from arriving at this wound of the sky.
Yet, they were still stuck outside the World beyond Worlds just because of this one step.
The chaotic space-time overlapped. It seemed like there were paths everywhere, but in fact, no matter which direction one took, one's destination might be extremely far away.
Only by finding the right path and stepping into the right spatial level would one be able to reach the place they wanted to go.
It was just like how Yan Zhaoge and Bai Ziming had similarly faced many difficulties in searching for the Floating Gate World previously.
Like Yan Zhaoge, those of the Radiant Light Sect had also left behind signposts in the World beyond Worlds.
However, affected by the spatial storms brought about by the collapse of the Dim Radiant Mausoleum earlier, it had been much more difficult for them to ascertain their path than it had been for Yan Zhaoge who was protected by the Dim Radiant Wheel.
They finally managed to contact Tan Jin and the others who had remained in the World beyond Worlds. Working together, they attempted to use the wound of the sky in the Phoenix Bearing Region to return.
But as soon as they arrived, the Sky Wound disappeared.
What appeared in front of Luo Zhiyuan and the others was a cloud of nothingness that seemed to separate the real and the illusory worlds.
They tried to enter the cloud, but they found that the cloud was like an illusion, and it was difficult to actually touch it.
He was still unable to find the wound of the sky. He was similarly unable to find the path back to the World beyond Worlds.
While it seemed like it was covered by a thin veil, Luo Zhiyuan was even able to clearly see the faces of Yan Zhaoge, Madame Kang, Tan Jin and the others amidst the illusory clump of clouds.
Tan Jin said something loudly to him, but no sound came out. Luo Zhiyuan could only read her lips.
Tan Jin pointed at Yan Zhaoge, saying, "This place should have originally been where the wound of the sky was. Yet, it was destroyed by this kid!"
Currently, Yan Zhaoge was also situated amidst the illusory clump of clouds, his body similarly half illusory and half real as it was hard for him to move.
His whole body was like a little bug frozen in amber.
It was not just him. The Northern Ocean Clone beside him and the Myriad Dragon Palace had been reduced to such a state as well. It was the same for Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Xiao Ai and Pan-Pan within the great hall.
It was to the extent that even some of the remaining true dragon corpses stored within the depths of the Myriad Dragon Palace had become illusory and blurry, having lost their physical form.
The only two exceptions were the Dim Radiant Wheel and the Extreme Yang Seal. The two treasures remained in their original forms as they hovered quietly amidst the illusory domain.
Apart from that, Yan Zhaoge's accompanying Sacred Artifacts as well as the Cold Sun Divine Sabre that Feng Yunsheng possessed which had yet to reach full completion had also lost their tangible form like they had, only an illusory image remaining.
Yan Zhaoge was not panicked as he even smiled and waved at Luo Zhiyuan and the others who were outside the illusory clump of clouds.
Regardless of whether it was Tan Jin and the others inside the cloud or Luo Zhiyuan and the others outside the cloud who were affected by the void storm, they could not help but feel even more depressed when they saw this.
This was especially so for Luo Zhiyuan's group. Following closely behind them was the violent spatial turbulence.
It was difficult for them to stay outside the cloud, and they were about to be swept away by the turbulence again.
The chaotic spatial flows here were already much weaker than when the Dim Radiant Mausoleum had first shattered.
As time passed, the influence on the people of the Radiant Light Sect would grow weaker and weaker. There would come a day when they would successfully break free.
However, Luo Zhiyuan and the others, who were already exhausted, saw the door of hope open and close before their eyes. Their patience had reached its limit.
His face livid, Luo Zhiyuan roared, a golden wheel appearing in his hands as all-encompassing sunlight illuminated the surrounding space.
Seeing that only a single sun wheel remained of the Radiant Light Sect's supreme treasure, the high-grade Sacred Artifact, the Sun Moon Wheels, Luo Zhiyuan felt even more furious. The one who had caused all this was none other than Yan Zhaoge before him.
He wielded the sun wheel, its radiance protecting him as he relied on the spiritual force within to forcibly attach himself to that illusory clump of clouds.
Where the clump of clouds and the radiance of the sun wheel came into contact, space distorted unceasingly as it vaguely showed signs of returning to normal.
Still, it was still lacking at the end of the day as the illusory clump of clouds remained unchanged.
Instead, Luo Zhiyuan relied on this to firmly attach himself to this region of space that had undergone a change, preventing himself from being swept away by the chaotic flows of space outside.
It was just that the other Radiant Light Sect experts did not possess a supreme treasure like the Sun Moon Wheels as they could only be devoured by the chaotic flows of space, helplessly watching on as they distanced themselves from the illusory clump of clouds and the wound of the sky.
The enraged howls of the Radiant Light Sect longtime experts resounded amidst space, filled with fury and unwillingness.
The Chief of the Radiant Light Sect, Luo Zhiyuan, who was at the peak of the late Seeing Divinity stage, could only grit his teeth now.
Amidst the clump of clouds, Yan Zhaoge was all smiles as he watched all of this.
Madame Kang, Tan Jin and the others wanted to make a move, yet discovered that they were powerless in their current state.
Amidst the clump of clouds, they could only look at one another for a time, staring at one another as no one was able to do anything to the other.
Protected by Madame Kang, Kang Jinyuan and Kang Maosheng were both greatly astonished, "What exactly is going on here?"
Madame Kang's gaze gradually calmed as she pondered for a moment before saying, "All things in this world have yin and yang as well as illusory and real. With the change in the wound of the sky, this region of space has become like an illusory world of nothingness."
Kang Jinyuan stared wide-eyed, "How could this be?"
"There was a problem with the sacrificial ritual that Yan Zhaoge executed just now, a change occurring at the final juncture as not only was that dragon corpse sacrificed, this region of space was sacrificed as well." An inconceivable expression appeared on Madame Kang's face as well, "I originally thought that this sacrificial ritual was the Blood Devil Sacrificial Ritual. Yet, it became the Illusory Devil Sacrificial Ritual afterwards."
"This is a legendary devilish technique of pre-Great Calamity times, being extremely rare even then. How could this Yan Zhaoge recognise it?"
Madame Kang sucked in a breath of cold air, "I still underestimated him! Being able to know so many secrets, could he really be a descendant of the Exalted Solar Luminary? "
Kang Jinyuan said hatefully, "This fella is really too crafty. If I do not dismember his corpse into ten thousand pieces, it would really be hard to quench my hatred!"
Madame Kang looked exasperatedly at him, "You still dare to say that? I already told you not to interfere. Yet, you just had to sacrifice the Blood Curse Shattering Space Awl, helping him instead."
"If I had not taken out the Blood Curse Shattering Space Awl back then, mother, you would have been jointly attacked by him and those Radiant Light Sect scum," Kang Jinyuan said defiantly.
Then, his voice lowered slightly, "Who knew that this fella would be crafty to such an extent …"
Madame Kang had a vexed expression on her face as Kang Maosheng now said, "He should only be trying to make things more convenient for himself due to the circumstances. Actually, he is also in a disadvantageous situation. He is currently in the same situation as us, similarly having to resist the bloodred vortex just now."
"While we do not know what exactly he came to the wound of the sky for, he is also unable to do so now as he is trapped here with us."
Kang Maosheng surveyed their surroundings, "As time drags on, the other seniors will come looking for us. The Radiant Light Sect might send people over as well. Instead, it is hard to say whether this Yan Zhaoge has reinforcements or not. Even if he does, our chances are still greater at the end of the day."
"There is also no need to just keep waiting," Madame Kang said, "This place might not be able to trap us for too long. Let's see who can break free first!"
Radiance flickered within her pupils, the surrounding illusory clouds rippling wherever the light passed.
Time seemed to flow in reverse as the illusory domain vaguely showed signs of returning to its previous state.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge smiled, "I am in even less of a hurry. This is a good place to cultivate. All of you, accompany me in cultivating here."
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