"Lord Jingyuan, I'm leaving too!"
Inside the academy, the Hall Master, dressed in a black robe, bowed respectfully to the Pure Courtyard Master.
Lord Jingyuan said solemnly, "When the Nine Heavens Passage opens, the Ancient Immortal Battlefield will also open. People like you, who missed the great era but still seized its tail, will all rush into the battlefield."
This journey is perilous and endless, like a near-death experience. Someone with better talent and strength is as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. Are you sure you want to take the risk? "
So, I came especially to say goodbye to you. This farewell might be forever. Maybe I won't be able to repay your kindness. Please don't take it to heart." The Hall Master said.
The Hall Master's words carried the implication of a cold wind over the Yi River, as if a warrior had gone and never returned. However, his expression remained calm, clearly showing he had long disregarded life and death.
The Hall Master has lived a life of integrity and never owed anyone favors, but he has never repaid Lord Jingyuan for saving his life years ago.
The Nine Heavens Passage was the opportunity of Long Chen's generation. He had no right to compete for it, but he had his own opportunity.
Because the opening of the Nine Heavens Passage triggered the temporal turbulence of another world, cracks appeared in the sealed ancient immortal battlefield. This place was open to anyone regardless of cultivation level.
However, just passing through the spatial rift alone was enough to crush an ordinary Saint to ashes. Even the Hall Master wouldn't dare claim to have passed through safely.
Even if they passed safely, who knows what kind of terrifying presence might be encountered inside, so the Hall Master had already prepared for the worst.
But as cultivators, once they set foot on this path of no return, there was no turning back. Whether ahead lay a mountain of blades or a sea of fire, they could only move forward, never retreat.
He could accept dying on the battlefield, but he could not accept that his cultivation would never advance in this lifetime. More terrifying than death was mediocrity, especially for a proud powerhouse like the Hall Master, who could not accept it.
Lord Jingyuan nodded and said, "Since you've decided, go ahead. Once inside, you might encounter people related to Long Chen. Remember to look out for them." "
Someone related to Long Chen?" The Hall Master was taken aback. Aren't everyone related to Long Chen his contemporaries?
"Among them, there is a pair of twin sisters who are Long Chen's confidantes. They will definitely go to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield, because their ancestors perished there as well."
They are the gods of the Underworld, and the gods of the underworld hide a secret unknown to most. With the Black Lotus appearing and the Six Realms resonating, their buried memories should have awakened. Once they do, they will surely go to the ancient battlefield to seek historical relics. Lord Jing Yuan's cloudy eyes gazed into the distance, as if piercing through time and space to see the future.
"The Underworld Divine Clan? Could it be that the Underworld Divine Clan has some kind of connection with Long Chen? "The Hall Master said.
"It's not that I have a connection with Long Chen, but rather that I have a connection with his own legacy. That connection is far too wide.
Sometimes, many seemingly unrelated people and events, upon tracing their origins, reveal that many things in this world do not happen by chance. "Master Jingyuan said.
The Hall Master nodded, bowed once more to Lord Jingyuan, and slowly disappeared.
When the Hall Master disappeared, Lord Jingyuan's eyes turned to the vortex in the void. The cloudy spots in his pupils swirled like stars in the universe, gradually forming a vortex that was exactly the same as the vortex above the Ninth Heaven.
After a long while, the Master of the Pure Courtyard wore a smile: "The Great Dao is chaotic, obscuring the secrets of heaven, impossible to fathom, unfathomable!"
Without the law and without order, you want to dominate the world with one hand? Unfortunately, in this world, some people are born lawless! Immediately
after, in the vortex in his eyes, Long Chen's figure appeared. At this moment, Long Chen was leading the Dragon Blood Legion and the academy's disciples, charging unstoppably toward the vortex.
At this moment, the Dragon Blood warriors all looked excited. It had been a long time since they fought alongside Long Chen; it was as if they had returned to the era of the Tianwu Continent, when Long Chen fought north and south and swept away powerful enemies.
"Boss, this time, our Dragonblood Legion should be able to gather completely, right?" Guo Ran looked at the massive vortex without a trace of fear, but rather with endless anticipation.
Hearing Guo Ran's words, everyone, including Long Chen, felt their blood boil. Although the Dragon Blood Legion now had over five thousand members, many more had appeared.
Originally, those who hadn't appeared had already suffered misfortune in the Immortal Realm, but when he was in the Vermilion Bird Empire, he overheard someone talking about the wood-element medical warriors in the Dragonblood Legion.
Yet now, none of them have appeared, which made Long Chen feel extremely strange. But it also made him even more excited. He hoped that more Dragonblood warriors, who, for some reason, could not reunite, would all return when fate allowed.
Now that the Nine Heavens Gate has opened, all the elites of the world, regardless of the era's powerhouses, will gather here, and the Dragonblood Legion will surely reunite once again.
At the same time, like the Dragonblood Warriors, Long Chen was filled with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. If the Dragonblood Legion still couldn't gather in full this time, it would mean that some of the Dragonblood Warriors would never arrive.
The Immortal Realm is filled with endless conflicts and countless dangers. Every Dragonblood warrior has narrowly escaped death countless times, and only they themselves know the dangers.
The Immortal Realm was not the immortal world they imagined; it was even bloodier and more brutal than the mortal realm, and no one could guarantee they would live to see the sun of tomorrow.
So, the Dragonblood warriors were both eager and anxious, and with nervous hearts, they rushed toward the Gate of Space.
At that moment, in other directions, countless streams of people rushed toward the spatial gate like a flood of rivers and seas.
The powerful figures from all the major sects and worlds were densely packed, like fish crossing a river, almost covering the entire sky. The scene was extraordinarily spectacular.
At this moment, people finally realized that so many powerful figures were hidden in this world. The destined ones, usually regarded as supreme prodigies, were countless.
And those Three Extremes Supreme experts were as numerous as the stars in the sky, and even some disciples with aptitude, not even Supreme experts, rushed forward as well.
Clearly, people can accept death, but not mediocrity. When opportunity comes, precious lives become less precious—even knowing death is inevitable, they still take a gamble.
Just as Long Chen led everyone forward at high speed, he suddenly sensed a sense of danger. He turned to look behind and saw endless demonic energy rising, and a group of demon clan experts was charging straight at Long Chen.
The moment Long Chen spotted this group of demon clan experts, other powerful figures also charged toward them from several other directions, forming a protective encirclement.
"Is this the Human Saint King?" Your life ends here! At
that moment, a chilling voice rang out, the void surged, and the vast power of destiny surged. At that moment, Bai Shishi and the others' faces changed dramatically—their aura was actually no less than that of the terrifying Fate-Hunting clan powerhouse.
"Die!"
A furious roar rang out, and a blood-red spear pierced through the vast void, shooting straight at Long Chen.