His consciousness seemed to slowly emerge from the abyss. The moment Edwin opened his eyes, he saw a golden light.
This was the light of the Island of God, the boundless light that shrouded the entire world. Under the cover of this endless light, not a single strand of fog could enter the light.
Twisting his neck, Edwin knew that he had arrived at the legendary Island of God. However, at this moment, he felt a little overwhelmed. This was because he only followed His Majesty Franklyn's last words to come here, but he did not know what secrets there were here.
In fact, it was not only him, even His Majesty Franklyn did not know what was hidden here.
However, in the highest scripture of the Divine Palace, there was a sentence recorded. When the Divine Palace or the Western World was in the most critical moment, the Venerable One could be sent into the open sea with the guidance of the Hexagonal Divine Soldier to find the Island of God.
This was a record left behind when the Ancient Divine Palace was founded.
However, for tens of thousands of years, the Divine Palace was like a pillar supporting the sky in the West, and it had never wavered or declined.
Moreover, for generations, although the West and the East did not have any advantage in the battle, they were not at an absolute disadvantage either. Therefore, the Divine Palace had never used this last resort.
However, after the conflict with He Yiming this time, not only did the West's two top powerhouses fall at the same time, but the Divine Palace also suffered the greatest damage in history. Therefore, they had to use this last resort that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
Edwin slowly got up from the bed. He was sure that he must have been sent here by someone. This was because he remembered that before he fainted, he fainted on the beach, not on this soft bed.
Since there was someone here, it meant that the purpose of his trip might have been achieved.
He stretched his arms and legs and was surprised to find that the fatigue on his body had completely disappeared after sleeping. His eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. After drifting in the sea for several months, especially walking in the fog for a month, he was absolutely exhausted physically and mentally.
Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to recover without several months of rest.
Because this was not only physical exhaustion, but also mental exhaustion.
However, at this moment, he had only slept for a short while, and he had already fully recovered. Not only did his body contain a huge amount of power, but he had also reached the peak of his strength. Even his mind, which should have been extremely dispirited, had become refreshed and full of confidence.
In fact, he had a feeling that if his most powerful opponent in the West, Glinton, appeared in front of him right now, he would definitely be able to defeat him.
He took a deep breath and walked to the door. After hesitating for a moment, he gently opened the door.
Outside, there was also a golden light, but this light was extremely soft and did not have any glaring feeling.
Suddenly, a figure walked out from the golden light. It was as if he was draped in a huge golden cloak. With steady steps, he arrived in front of him.
Edwin opened his mouth wide in surprise. The person who appeared in front of him was actually wearing a golden mask. It was impossible to see the true face of the masked person.
After sensing for a bit, he was even more surprised to find that this person did not have the slightest bit of aura leaking out. If it weren't for the faintly discernible vitality around him, Edwin would even suspect that he was a dead man.
He did not dare to be negligent. The people who appeared here, regardless of whether they were proficient in martial arts or not, could not be offended.
"Esteemed Lord, hello." Edwin bowed with the most honorable etiquette of the West Shrine and respectfully said, "This humble one is Holy Knight Edwin from the West Shrine."
A light voice that seemed to come from an illusory space sounded from the masked person's mouth.
"I know you."
"You … know me?" Edwin asked in confusion.
In the entire West, he and Glinton of the Gathering of Darkness were indeed famous. Their fame was comparable to that of Jin Zhengzheng and the Qilian Twin Devils in the East.
However, this little bit of fame was only spread among the younger generation. Even Great Venerables might not necessarily care about it, let alone this Island of Gods that had been passed down for ten thousand years.
Edwin was conceited, but he was not arrogant to this extent.
"I know you're Edwin, and I know why you're here," the masked person continued, "It's really hard to imagine that the West has declined to this extent."
Edwin's face immediately reddened. His self-esteem suffered a great setback. However, he also knew that the masked person was right. The West's overall strength was indeed far inferior to the East.
The masked person lowered his head and slowly said, "The Five Elements Power of the East can't be underestimated, but our West's strength is not something they can easily humiliate." After a pause, he asked softly, "Do you want to take revenge? Do you want to regain your lost face?"
His voice was soft and had a special charm, which immediately stirred up Edwin's emotions.
The young Venerable Master held his head high and swore with his loudest voice, "Esteemed Sir, I want to take revenge. I want to seek justice for the Shrine."
Edwin did not know why he became so agitated. He only felt that after hearing the masked person's words, if he did not shout out his truest thoughts, he would feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to commit suicide.
The masked man's voice didn't seem to be ringing in his ears, but in his heart, his soul.
"If you want to take revenge, you have to increase your strength." The masked person continued, "I can bestow you power, but the process will be very painful. Whether you can endure it or not will depend on your willpower."
Edwin was overjoyed. He suddenly bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Sir. I won't let you down."
The masked person chuckled and said, "You don't need to thank me. I can tell you that if you can't endure the power I bestow upon you, not only will your body die, but your soul will also dissipate. Are you … Still so sure? "
Edwin's face changed. In the western world, especially in the Shrine and the Dark Parliament, they had a devout reverence for human souls.
Countless people firmly believed that human bodies would die because they could not resist aging, but souls would not. Once humans died, their souls would ascend to heaven or hell, where they would survive for endless years. However, if their souls were to dissipate, then they would vanish into thin air and cease to exist.
Edwin was undoubtedly one of the people who believed in this saying.
He pondered for a while and suddenly asked, "Esteemed Sir, how … How did you know my name and why I'm here?"
"You told me."
"Me? When did I tell you that? " No matter how hard Edwin racked his brains, he still couldn't remember when he had said this.
"Your soul told me."
The masked person chuckled. His voice seemed to have the power to directly touch one's soul.
Edwin's eyes widened, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
However, before long, under the masked person's gaze, Edwin took a deep breath, and his beating heart finally calmed down.
"Esteemed Sir, I'm willing to accept your power. Please …" He slowly prostrated himself and touched the ground with his forehead. He said with great reverence, "Bestow me power."
The masked person nodded in satisfaction. He extended his hand, and a dazzling golden figure suddenly condensed in his hand.
This was an illusory human figure, a body of consciousness formed by the condensation of Divine Thought.
The masked person flicked his hand, and the figure immediately sank into Edwin's forehead.
The next moment, Edwin's body began to tremble violently, and his muscles could not help but twitch. All of a sudden, he jumped up and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The sound spread far and wide, making one's hair stand on end.
However, the masked person did not care at all. He slowly turned his head and said to himself, "The power of heaven and earth has begun to recover. What's going on? This boy is really lucky. With this rich power of heaven and earth, as long as he can bear my spiritual inheritance, he can set foot on the Divine Path. "
A chilling laughter echoed in Edwin's scream, forming an unimaginably strange sound.
"The Eastern World? Hehe, only the power of the Western World is truly eternal … "
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The power of heaven and earth was slowly recovering in this world. Starting from the North Sea, it only took a month to spread throughout the world. Moreover, this power of heaven and earth was still growing.
The whole world had undergone incredible changes because of this sudden change.
In the human world, in just a year, countless people had improved their realms. Everyone felt that their path of cultivation had become much easier.
However, the vast majority of humans did not know that in the Eastern and Western World, in the Inner and Outer Seas, there were several huge auras that soared into the sky.
This small number of auras caused a huge fluctuation in the power of heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth that had just recovered poured into these places like a tide.
Most of these hidden auras were not known to people. If it were not for the change in the power of heaven and earth, perhaps no one would ever know that such terrible creatures were hidden here.
After five thousand years, some of the Saint Beasts that possessed the bloodline of Divine Beasts and had long cultivated to the highest realm, and were just waiting for death to come, finally broke out.
They were the power that had been accumulated in this world for five thousand years, and all of them broke out at this particular moment.
They were like the grievances of this world, venting to their heart's content at this moment.
Between heaven and earth, dark waves surged, stormy waves were ready to burst out …
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