"Fool, I knew this old guy would make a move."
The void roared and exploded. During the teleportation, Xia Chen activated a second teleportation. Everyone happened to witness the great formation shattering. Xia Chen chuckled and said.
"For such a fool to reach this realm, heaven must have been blind." Mo Nian was speechless; this guy wasn't much smarter than his foolish son.
"But this guy is really scary. What realm is he really?" Xia Chen thought of this man's terrifying pressure and spoke with lingering fear.
"Could it be an existence that surpasses the Divine Venerable?" A Dragonblood warrior said.
Long Chen shook his head and said, "No, it should be a Divine Venerable as well. His fluctuations haven't changed; it's the same as the Divine Venerable's essential energy, but the amount is a hundred times greater." Mo
Nian nodded and said, "Indeed, although I look down on this guy, if he goes all out, we won't be able to resist him. The only option is to run. Fortunately, my escape skills are unmatched in the world. No matter how strong the person is, I'm not afraid." For
safety, everyone teleported along the way, quickly leaving the territory of Silvermoon City, finding a secluded spot, and making a simple adjustment. Long Chen had just taken a direct hit from the Lord of Silvermoon City, and that blow had consumed thirty percent of his spiritual energy. The Lord of Silvermoon City was terrifying.
After recovering a bit, Long Chen and the others immediately found a city and began teleporting continuously to Haotian City.
Although the Lord of Silvermoon City was formidable, with so many people together, fighting alone might not be his match. But with Mo Nian and Yue Xiaoqian around, the three of them working together could hold him down for a while. Escaping was still a hurry.
And the Lord of Silvermoon City might not dare to pursue him. If he provoked Long Chen and infiltrated his city again, he would lose his position as city lord. The saying 'the barefoot need not fear the shoe' is exactly that.
A day later, Long Chen and the others finally returned to Haotian City. When more than a thousand Dragon Blood Warriors gathered together, each one was moved to tears and shouted excitedly, like a group of children.
That day, Mo Nian once again held a grand banquet to celebrate everyone. The reunion of the Immortal Realm was truly remarkable.
"Strange, why aren't we seeing the bosses Gu Yang, Song Mingyuan, Li Qi, and Yue Zifeng?" Amidst the celebration, Jiang Lei couldn't help but say.
"There's nothing strange about it. I've inquired. The Three Thousand Worlds are divided into eastern and western regions, separated by a skyline. To cross the skyline, you have to wait for the chaos energy to erupt before the skyline disappears.
Back then, the Three Thousand Worlds were truly one, and the skyline was the barometer of the Three Thousand Worlds—everyone was watching closely.
In fact, many monsters were lurking in the shadows, just waiting for the skyline to disappear and for chaotic energy to erupt.
These guys are either not in our same district or are gearing up, preparing to seize the chaotic energy. Mo Nian explained.
With Mo Nian's explanation, everyone immediately felt reassured and filled with anticipation.
Over a thousand Dragonblood Warriors had now all advanced to Supreme-level prodigies, but only half were equipped with domain artifacts.
On one hand, there were few domain artifacts; on the other hand, weapons needed to be handy. It was simply unrealistic for a sword wielding a great hammer.
Although Xia Chen and Guo Ran could barely forge a domain artifact under current conditions, they could only craft the lowest-grade domain artifact, whose power was nowhere near comparable to mainstream weapons.
To forge a domain artifact, one requires extremely high comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. In comparison, forging skills are secondary, and this is Guo Ran's weakness, which he still cannot break through.
If it weren't for his battle blade and armor being paired together, his long blade would never compare to the domain artifacts of those powerful beings.
Moreover, even if Guo Ran and Xia Chen can now forge domain artifacts, it's not possible. They simply don't have time to forge them, so the Dragonblood Legion's weapons can only be made up for now.
In Haotian City, which was absolutely safe, Long Chen ordered the Dragon Blood warriors to rest in place, rehearse formations, and reorganize the Dragonblood Legion.
Meanwhile, Long Chen, Mo Nian, Yue Xiaoqian, Guo Ran, and Xia Chen quietly left Haotian City, heading west.
Three days later, they arrived at a desolate place. The mountains were high and the roads treacherous, but not a blade of grass grew. The air carried a desolate scent, a gentle breeze blew, dust flew everywhere, and the howling of heaven and earth sounded like a mournful song, evoking deep sorrow.
"The Three Thousand Worlds have buried countless heroes and endless history, yet who knows how many truths they conceal. This world is nothing but filthy water.
Clarity is the source of turbidity, movement is the foundation of stillness, yet we cannot see the origin of all things, nor the foundation of the entire world. Who is it that has muddied the world? What exactly do they want? "Long Chen held a handful of yellow earth, feeling the power of time within it, and couldn't help but say helplessly.
After ascending, Long Chen realized that the Tianwu Continent was merely the starting point of a conspiracy. As his cultivation improved, he saw more and more things, feeling himself getting closer to the truth—but the closer he got, the less he could see clearly.
The Three Thousand Worlds buried an entire era. They were right here, yet nothing could be seen clearly, as if an invisible hand separated them from the truth. Between them and the truth seemed to be only a sheet of paper or a window.
But this piece of paper could never be broken through. Though he could sense the distance to the truth and smell its scent, he just couldn't see it.
"No wonder he's someone who could become the dean. Every word he says is thought-provoking, but don't worry—the truth is right beneath your feet. I firmly believe that as long as you swing the hoe well, the truth won't escape." Mo Nian held the iron shovel and chuckled.
As he spoke, Mo Nian began digging very carefully, digging only a few feet at a time, digging one pit after another. Suddenly, some markings appeared on his iron shovel, and Mo Nian used those marks to measure something.
Long Chen and the others didn't understand, quietly watching Mo Nian's actions. After Mo Nian dug more than a dozen holes, he stopped.
He took out paper and pen and quickly drew a map—a map of a lake. The patterns crisscrossed the map, and in the center of the map was a huge horizontal line that cut the lake in half.
"This is a bit troublesome." Mo Nian stared at the sketch in her hand for a long time, her expression somewhat grave as she spoke.
"What?" Everyone hurriedly asked.
"This Land of Sky Burial is perfectly off, perfectly cut off by the skyline, and the core is right on the skyline.
That skyline must never be touched. It is said to be a rope from a mysterious world, and when the time comes, it will naturally disappear.
But time was running out. Touching it was equivalent to touching the laws of a world. Even a powerhouse of the City Lord of Silvermoon City would surely die. Mo Nian said in a deep voice.
"So you're saying that the core area is the most important thing, right?" Long Chen asked.
Mo Nian nodded, and Long Chen smiled slightly, "Just because the Lord of Silvermoon City doesn't dare touch him doesn't mean our brothers won't. Let's go. No matter what kind of Land of Heavenly Burial or Heavenline it is, let's go take a look first." "
Hahaha, I knew I couldn't scare you. Let's go, it's a dragon's den and a tiger's den—let's go through it too."
Mo Nian laughed heartily and led everyone straight into the depths of the desolate land.