Chapter 1503: Chapter 1503: Collapse of the Soul World
Three months ago, there were signs of the heart’s revival in Soul World. During that ti, the sky shook and the earth moved, and the entire Soul World trembled repeatedly.
But it was rely repeated shocks and earthquakes. Although many were crushed or injured, the situation remained within control, and it eventually subsided.
However, today, Soul World trembled once again. This ti, it was no longer an ordinary sky shaking and earth moving, nor an earthquake, but instead mountains collapsing, land overturning—the entire Soul World was crumbling into pieces.
The Heart Ancestor and the Saint Master imdiately rushed to the Sacred Temple and entered the underground passage. But just as they stepped into the passage, the rushing blood surged toward them.
The two were startled and scread as they retreated.
Both of them possessed Heavenly Emperor cultivation levels, even surpassing so Ancient Emperors in strength. Yet they dared not touch or co into contact with the surging blood, for it would dissolve them.
When the two scrambled out of the Sacred Temple, the temple collapsed, and the entire Sacred Mountain began to cave in.
“What’s happening? What exactly is happening? Can soone tell what’s happening? Where is Bobby? Where is Bobby Hahn? And Ivy? Where is Ivy Frost?” The Heart Ancestor scread, trembling uncontrollably. The current situation seed as though Soul World itself was about to collapse.
A thunderous “boom~” suddenly echoed in the distance. Shortly after, the ground fractured into a massive black hole, glowing with red light. The black hole began to collapse outward, spreading at an unparalleled speed!
“The heart is reviving on its own! We can’t stay here! Soon, the entire Soul World plane will beco nourishnt for the heart. We must leave now!” The Saint Master trembled as he spoke. Soul World, where they had lived for boundless billions of years, was falling apart, uninhabitable. The heart was awakening.
“How can we evacuate so many people?” The Heart Ancestor lanted tragically.
“We save as many as we can. Move quickly…” The Saint Master, who was more pragmatic, understood that Soul World was perilously close to shattering. Once the heart fully awakened, everything living on it would beco part of its nourishnt—even the two of them, despite being Heavenly Emperors, were fated to die.
In truth, without waiting for their commands, people had already begun fleeing from all directions, their numbers growing steadily!
“Hurry, everyone, head to Antarctic Island! Notify everyone you can—tell them to escape to Antarctic Island! Soul World is about to collapse! Hurry!” The Saint Master unleashed Holy Light, illuminating the land. His voice reverberated through nearly every city and every cathedral.
But by then, Soul World was already in ruins. At the mont of the heart’s full revival, countless cities were swallowed whole into the abyss, absorbed by the heart.
The Heart Ancestor, emboldened, flew toward the glowing black hole, looking downward. She saw densely packed veins and blood vessels, as well as a mbrane. Within the mbrane, red blood and flesh appeared to stir with life, pulsating rhythmically.
The heart beat. The blood flowed. The earth crumbled—for the earth was becoming the heart’s nourishnt.
“Ka ka ka ka ka~” Suddenly, cracks from all directions across the earth connected together, forming a network of fissures. Seen from above, red light shot out from every crevice. The earth lted—mountains, rivers, cities, bones, all of it dissolved.
“Run!” The Heart Ancestor scread as she bolted toward Antarctic Island, selfishly becoming the first to use the teleportation formation to escape.
The Saint Master, on the other hand, showed genuine concern. He dismantled the island’s barriers and formations, placed countless teleportation god stones into the teleportation formation, and instructed various tribal leaders to maintain order—evacuating people batch by batch.
The Saint Master left first, appearing in an endless expanse of starlit skies.
anwhile, the Heart Ancestor was still trembling all over—her ho was gone.
“How did this happen? How did this happen? Why is the heart reviving? Why?” The Heart Ancestor murmured in despair.
“Could it have sothing to do with Ivy Frost? Ever since Ivy arrived, the heart started to pulsate. And today, today was the day she entered the heart.”
“Impossible! How could that little wench Ivy Frost have the power to trigger the heart’s revival?” The Heart Ancestor shrieked incredulously.
“Indeed, this is sothing I, too, find puzzling,” the Saint Master said with a deep breath.
More people were being teleported out, their faces pale as death, gripped by terror. But after just a few dozen breaths, only three batches of people—less than three thousand—had made it out. Suddenly, amid the starlit expanse, a flash of light erupted, and the organizers of the teleportation were blasted away, vomiting blood!
“What happened? What happened?” The Heart Ancestor and Saint Master rushed over in alarm.
“It exploded! Soul World exploded! Everyone… everyone… was overwheld. As we escaped, we saw Soul World shrinking, consud by red light… Everyone… everyone died!”
“What?” The Heart Ancestor and Saint Master were stunned, their minds blank. Less than three thousand people had escaped, and the population of Soul World numbered in the billions! They were the most loyal followers, their own tribes!
And now they were gone?
The Heart Ancestor couldn’t accept the reality, wanting to return for a look. But the Saint Master shook his head—the teleportation formation had collapsed. How could they return? Even if they did, Soul World likely no longer existed.
What would Soul World beco? A resurrected heart? Or a living being?
Neither the Heart Ancestor nor the Saint Master could predict the future, nor could they fathom the mysteries of the heart.
“For now, the priority is to take care of these three thousand people!” The Saint Master took a deep breath. These three thousand were the elites of Soul World. With them, over a few billion or tens of billion years, they could rebuild a vast tribe.
“Where will we go? The Ancient God clans view us as demonic scourges and hunt us relentlessly. We may not fear them, but these three thousand people would likely perish upon encountering them.”
“We cannot go to their territory. We should head to the Blood Realm, the Bone Realm, or the Soul Realm!” The Saint Master’s eyes glead sharply. “The Blood Demons, Bone Demons, and Soul Demons have always dread of rising up. If we join them, they’ll surely welco us. They’ve long sought to invade the Immortal Heavens—our alliance would give them added strength!”
“Fine! To the Blood Realm, then. The Blood Demon and I share so history!” The Heart Ancestor declared with a piercing cry.
The Blood Realm, Bone Realm, Soul Realm, and others were akin to Soul World’s nature. These realms weren’t true planes or worlds, but dwelling places for ancient demons, each self-contained with disciples, settlers, and followers, isolated from the outside.
These ancient demons had always sought to breach the Immortal Heavens—the ultimate sanctuary, where one day equaled a year outside, granting eternal life and immortality.
“Go, go, go~” The Saint Master and Heart Ancestor set their sights on the Blood Realm, leading their three thousand remaining tribespeople swiftly through the starlit void.
anwhile, the collapsing Soul World continued to contract. If soone could look down from above at this mont, they would undoubtedly see it—a human-shaped figure stretched across the landscape of Soul World. The figure was as vast as Soul World itself, and at the site of the gigantic black hole—it was the location of the figure’s heart…
A person. A slumbering giant. It seed he was about to awaken!
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