A single breakthrough, the Wanlong Strange Drink!
What a magnificent scene! Let alone Di Hai and Su Youu—even Xiao Yu, a Divine Artifact, was utterly bewildered at this mont!
Those dragon shadows weren’t real dragons, but the spirits of heaven and earth converging together.
But there was no denying that Yang Tian’s breakthrough during the Mahayana Era was truly breathtaking.
In such a grand and awe-inspiring scene, to what extent would Yang Tian’s power ascend?
At this mont, Yang Tian quietly felt the surge. This new realm brought him imnse strength.
He first glanced down at his own hands, then gently clenched his fists before suddenly making a sweeping motion.
BOOM!
Under Yang Tian’s feet, with just one sweep of his hand toward the mountaintop, the peak instantly collapsed. In the blink of an eye, all dust and stones vanished, leaving behind nothing but a vast and flat plain.
It was as if the mountain peak had never existed from the beginning!
But clearly, this was not enough!
Because at that mont, after the mountain was leveled, the end of the summit began to crack heavily due to Yang Tian’s wave. Then, shockingly, a fissure ran vertically from top to bottom!
"This... this..."
Witnessing this scene, Di Hai was dumbfounded!
Oh, my God!
How could Yang Tian shatter it with just a light wave of his hand?
Who could possess such imnse strength?
Su Youu shouted excitedly, "A heavenly reverence to the Gods!"
As for Xiao Yu, he took a deep breath and said, "He... If true Immortals descend, even I won’t be his match."
Di Hai and Su Youu were thrilled, yet Yang Tian himself was even more exhilarated.
Staring at his own effortlessly moving hand, Yang Tian couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly.
The Mahayana Buddha is finished! The Mahayana Era has finally co to an end!
What did this signify?
It ant that Yang Tian had achieved enough strength to personally open a spatial channel to Earth, allowing him to reunite with his parents, his younger sister, his relatives, and his disciples—including Ji Yanran, who had been waiting for him with such dedication!
Thinking of this, Yang Tian could hardly wait!
He saw his hand suddenly extend forward. Before him, a fissure tore open, which he forcibly pulled apart with a loud command: "Open for !"
CRACK!
As Yang Tian roared, Di Hai and the others suddenly felt the ground beneath their feet tremble violently. The sky and earth transford, as if the Immortals’ battlefield were collapsing entirely due to Yang Tian!
"The heavenly realm... Is this the way to carve out a spatial path?"
Di Hai, who knew that Yang Tian originally hailed from Earth and had now surpassed the Mahayana Era to create a path back ho, couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
But shortly after, his expression turned doubtful.
For although the heavens and earth trembled, and the spatial rift rent by Yang Tian continued to expand outward, no matter how much massive Magic Power he summoned or how forcefully he pulled, the fissure never transford into a fully-fledged spatial passage.
"Hmm?"
Yang Tian evidently noticed the problem as well, furrowing his brow tightly.
At that mont, Qiling Xiaoyu suddenly said, "Alright, don’t waste your effort. You won’t be able to open it."
"I can’t open it? Why is that?" Yang Tian stopped his actions slowly, asking Xiao Yu with a puzzled expression.
"It’s not that simple!"
When Xiao Yu saw Yang Tian’s inquiry, he chuckled and said, "You previously ntioned that ordinary Fairies and Demons from the Lower Realm need approval from the Immortals and Demons above. Do you know why? It’s because their power far exceeds what the Lower Realm can withstand. If they descend, it would bring imasurable devastation. You get it now, don’t you?"
"I understand that part clearly—but how does that relate to the current situation?" Yang Tian pressed on, still confused.
At this mont, Xiao Yu sighed and shook his head. "You didn’t think about it either—what is this place? This is the Immortals’ battlefield. As a miniature world capable of bearing the weight of Immortal-level warfare, the spatial barriers here have already reached their limits. While your Avatar’s understanding of the magical laws of space is nearly unparalleled, you’re still at the Mahayana level. Without Immortal Magic Power, no matter how strong you are, you cannot breach the spatial barriers here to create a passage!"
As soon as Xiao Yu finished speaking, Yang Tian finally comprehended.
No matter the extent of his current power, it all boiled down to the inherent limitation of being below the level of Immortal Magic.
This wasn’t rely a matter of quantitative change giving rise to qualitative transformation—it was an insurmountable chasm between upper and lower limits!
To tell the truth, Yang Tian hadn’t realized this before—perhaps because of his persistent yearning for his holand.
"What’s wrong?"
Suddenly losing his fighting spirit, Yang Tian plumted straight into the Earth Sea Canyon. After Su Youu and Xiao Yu landed beside him, they both looked around in confusion.
From their vantage point, the canyon was exceedingly steep; the surrounding cliffs were as smooth as mirrors. For an ordinary person to climb out barehanded would be utterly impossible!
But now, with their ability to fly stripped away, Di Hai, Su Youu, and Xiao Yu were essentially trapped here, weren’t they?
Soon enough, however, Di Hai and Su E’s initial panic dissipated, for at that mont, suspended before them, was a strand of black thread—an aura emitting from the entrance they knew best: the gateway to the Devil Kingdom.
"This... the entrance to the Monster World! It’s truly the gateway to the Devil Kingdom!"
Di Hai tentatively touched the black thread and exclaid in astonishnt, "After all these years, we have finally..."
"Where did you brats co from? Don’t you know this is the forbidden area?"
Before Di Hai could finish speaking, a sudden gust of wind forced him to squint.
"Who’s there?"
Di Hai instantly unsheathed a sword-shaped Magic Treasure, shouting sternly.
Su Youu followed suit, gripping his sword tightly and scanning his surroundings alertly.
Though their vision was impaired, having traversed the Immortals’ battlefield alongside Yang Tian and battled nurous solitary Immortal souls,
their wariness had reached its peak!
"Why is it..."
The voice that had spoken earlier echoed once more when Di Hai and Su Youu drew their Magic Treasures.
A mont later, the wind gradually cald, revealing a solitary figure.
It was an elder with snow-white hair and a youthful face. Dressed in a white robe, he stood with his hands resting lightly on his shoulders.
Though his posture was simple and unassuming, anyone who looked at him would instinctively associate him with one word: sword!
Yes, the fusion of man and sword—it was as if this elder embodied the essence of the blade itself!
What was even more striking was the aura exuding from the elder. It was a boundless sharpness capable of transforming into deadly intent at any instant, rendering Di Hai and Su Youu afraid to move even the slightest inch.
Despite their heightened vigilance, the elder remained indifferent. He rely squinted slightly, inspecting the swords in their hands as he scrutinized back and forth several tis. Then, he furrowed his brows and said, "Are you disciples of Jianling Sect?"
Sword Spirit?
Di Hai was startled, and an alarming realization gripped his heart!
Could this elder be one of the three ancestors of Jianling Sect?
After all, the Immortals’ battlefield had always been governed by the three ancestral sects—those who could appear here undoubtedly belonged to them.
Of course, aside from themselves and Yang Tian, they were the first people to enter this region.
At the thought that Jianling Sect had been destroyed by Yang Tian’s forces, Di Hai shivered violently, uncertain how to respond at this mont.
But before Di Hai could finish calculating his response, the elder shook his head lightly and remarked, "No. Although the two of you wield swords, neither of you strikes as having the foundation of my Sword Spirit Sect lineage. And this young one here—though I cannot discern his roots—he does not seem to belong to Jianling Sect either."
As he spoke, the elder suddenly unleashed a powerful pressure that weighed heavily on Di Hai and the others. His voice turned commanding as he demanded, "Who exactly are you? How were you able to infiltrate the Immortals’ battlefield?"
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