The world passage, a kaleidoscope of colors, represented the might of realms connecting two infinitely distant worlds, drastically shortening the distance. Yan Xue stepped into the passage and imdiately saw the Martial Realm people attempting to destroy the passage miles away.
Standing with hands clasped behind his back, a long river of blood with irresistible dominance surged forward, roaring with torrents, lanting souls crying out in agony.
The people of the Martial Realm were all frightened.
The power was absolutely overwhelming, far beyond what they could resist.
In the world passage, the Primordial Spirit Realm was only partially suppressed, more powerful than within the Martial Realm itself.
Zhuang Chen fought back fiercely, slashing out strands of Sword Qi, which only managed to stir waves in the blood river. Yuan Tiancheng’s Illusion-Breaking Golden Light also blasted out pockets, but they disappeared imdiately; the rest could hardly make even a ripple.
They were trying their best to combat the blood servants erging from the blood river.
Ning Qi appeared at so unknown point in ti.
A gleam of golden light appeared in his eyes. Following the path of the blood river and Yan Xue’s route, he finally saw everything on the other side.
In an instant.
The Black Demon Mountain shrouded in rolling demon clouds, the domineering Sect Protection Array, the powerful auras within, and the array of layouts all fell into his sight. He ’saw’ the Black Demon True Monarch and gleaned much sought-after information from the discussions among the thousands of disciples of the Black Demon Sect.
"Beixuan Domain, Black Demon Sect, Black Demon True Monarch? Ascending to an Upper Sect? Breaking through to the Void Path? The strongest nearly at Half-Step Void Path, with over a dozen True Monarchs in the Primordial Spirit Realm, five thousand True Inheritors in the Purple Mansion, a hundred thousand in the Inner Sect, a million in the Outer Sect, and ten million Servants?"
"Heaven-Reaching Mirror, Mirage Drum..."
"Interesting."
"Indeed, a formidable force. It seems they’ve put significant effort into this conquest of the Martial Realm, even raising the Sect Protection Array."
"Yet, without a Great Power in the Void Path Realm, it suits just fine."
Ning Qi laughed heartily in his mind.
At this mont.
Yan Xue had already sensed that sothing was amiss, a powerful will locked onto him, causing his heart to tighten, even severing his connection with the Sect, increasingly unsettling him.
"Who?!" he roared.
But there was no response.
In the distance.
The beings from the Martial Realm who were originally fighting fiercely suddenly vanished, as if they were rely illusions.
Yan Xue wanted to retreat back to the Black Demon Sect.
The unease in his heart reached its peak; within the world passage, he could not maintain his peak Primordial Spirit Realm combat power, only by returning to the Mountain and Sea Realm could he find peace.
But a soft sigh already echoed behind him:
"Where do you think you’re going?"
Yan Xue was terrified.
He instinctively turned around, only to see a white-robed youth, akin to an Immortal, standing barefoot on the blood river, chuckling lightly, with so kind of force surrounding his body that Yan Xue could not comprehend; it seed like Primordial Spirit Power, yet it didn’t.
"Who are you?"
Ning Qi took a light step:
"Asking who soone is after breaking into their ho, how impolite."
Yan Xue instinctively swallowed, recalling a secret about small worlds, naly—
Among the countless small worlds, a very few exceptional ones, their world wills fortuitously developing intelligence, could beco incredibly powerful!
Could this youth before him be one such...
He spoke solemnly:
"What do you intend to do?"
Ning Qi laughed softly:
"Just borrowing your body for a bit."
A trendous terror rose in Yan Xue’s heart. He desperately roused the blood river, but the overwhelming Realm Power had already transford into a terrifying giant hand reaching for him, his castrated Primordial Spirit Power was no match for Ning Qi at his peak.
The outco was foreseeable.
Before long, Yan Xue was suppressed.
The imnse blood river was condensed by the giant hand, pressed into Yan Xue’s body. Ning Qi’s gaze turned towards the end of the passage, the corners of his mouth slowly curling upwards.
Black Demon Sect.
The Black Demon True Monarch’s gaze ignited with towering demon light, scanning his surroundings, he roared angrily:
"What divine being is here? Please co out and et!"
He had detected so form of spying, and his heart was shocked.
After all, with the Sect Protection Array now raised, there were only two possibilities: either the intruder silently crossed it, or they had sneaked into the Sect before the array was activated.
Neither was good news, especially since the Black Demon Sect was currently engaging with the small world.
The Black Demon True Monarch was furious, causing all cultivators in the Black Demon Sect to tremble, not knowing why the Sect Leader was suddenly in such a state.
Suddenly.
The Black Demon True Monarch focused his gaze on the vortex ford by the Heaven-Reaching Mirror.
His pupils contracted sharply, realizing he could no longer discern the situation within. In the brief mont since Yan Xue entered, such changes had occurred.
An ominous premonition gradually rose in his heart.
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