NOVPUBCountless black holes and fissures were rapidly spreading.
From within these black holes, innumerable tumultuous and roiling chaotic substances were dripping from the cracks.
As these substances fell, they rapidly separated, turning into endless wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, into torrential floods, into the colorless and formless force of Yuanci…
And it was at this moment.
The massive figure, towering between heaven and earth, suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream of agony!
As if provoked by his actions, the clouds of calamity finally unleashed a huge bolt of lightning!
There was a booming sound!
It directly blasted the giant into two halves!
The lower half crashed down and transformed into a golden Dragon Pool, plummeting downwards, vanishing without a trace.
As for the upper half, amidst a wail of misery, it was quickly sucked into an ominous force coming from the fissures above.
Under the shocked gazes of Shao Yangzi and the three others,
The upper half of the giant’s flesh and bones rapidly disintegrated, revealing a frail and weak Primordial Spirit.
Then this Primordial Spirit, too, quickly melted away, revealing a dragon-shaped phantom emitting a golden radiance.
"Is this, the core of the Dao Domain from the Void Refining stage?"
Shao Yangzi’s eyes were filled with shock.
The dragon-shaped phantom let out a wail and then, under the suction force, flattened out swiftly, turning into a giant fragment which instantly filled up a large portion of the colossal black hole that Ye Cangsheng had just been blasted through!
Only a glimmer of golden light remained, reminiscent of the dragon’s shape.
"It’s the Little Cang World saving itself!"
Among the four, excluding Ren Xiao, the others quickly came to this realization.
Ren Xiao suddenly exclaimed in shock at this time,
"This sky… How does it feel like it’s shrinking?!"
The other three were startled and immediately looked up.
Sure enough, they saw those cracks and black holes in the sky swiftly shrinking!
"No! It’s not just the sky; this land is also shrinking!"
Xi Lingbo seemed to have noticed something. His gaze fell downward, as if penetrating through the layers of the earth, witnessing the shrinking flow of the geographical position.
And what made the four of them even more downhearted was,
At this moment, they felt an inexplicable Qi, gradually locking onto them.
At the same time, they all sensed a force of repulsion coming from between heaven and earth.
"It’s the Thunder Tribulation of the Little Cang World… The realm, it has started to downgrade!"
"This timing… this timing…"
Shao Yangzi looked up blankly at the black holes in the sky, his heart was filled with chilling despair.
The Boundary Sea Vortex hadn’t yet opened; if they wanted to leave the realm now, they likely…
But ultimately, he was still a Master of a Sect and immediately made a decision!
"Let’s go back!"
…
"Ye Cangsheng, just like that, he died?"
Han Yanzi gazed in disbelief at the massive figure collapsing to the east.
A cultivator who was stronger, even more so than him, had perished under the Thunder Tribulation like this?
"To merge with Thunder Tribulation… Is our Cultivation Ascension really this difficult?!"
At this moment, observing a fellow Void Refining cultivator meet such a tragic fate, Han Yanzi could not help but feel empathy for the fallen.
He believed that the sacrifices and efforts Ye Cangsheng had made for his Cultivation Ascension were no less than his own.
Laboriously uniting Huangji Continent, painstakingly nurturing many descendants who had achieved Immortal Ascension, and in the end, even resorting to performing a Blood Sacrifice of all those descendants for the slight chance of survival.
What resolute Dao-heart, what brave and tenacious will!
Yet this world, it cut off even that slight chance of survival completely!
That which was severed, was not only Ye Cangsheng’s dream of ascension, but also Han Yanzi’s dream of ascension!
"No! No, that’s not right! There’s one last resort…"
"The Wanxiang Sect’s Tribulation Crossing Raft!"
In this moment.
Han Yanzi’s heart suddenly trembled!
However, just then, he abruptly sensed a tremendous force coming from the Ghost Claw.
His heart missed a beat, and he quickly looked toward the Ghost Claw,
Only to see Xun FuJun holding an eight-sided box that had already been opened.
"You…"
Sensing something off about the aura emanating from Xun FuJun, Han Yanzi looked confused and alarmed! 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
But in the next moment.
Xun FuJun’s face, which was calm as ever, suddenly cracked open.
A piece of his face drifted off with the wind, followed by his body, arms… turning into a breeze of cyan ash, scattering away with the wind.
All that was left was a Primordial Spirit identical to him, bursting with pure and bright light.
"Have you lost your mind?!"
Han Yanzi’s complexion drastically changed, and he immediately fled towards the direction of the primitive Demonic Sect!
However, Xun FuJun’s Primordial Spirit made no moves; in the next instant, it appeared outside of the Ghost Claw.
In another blink, it had intercepted Han Yanzi.
Then, with a thought from the Primordial Spirit, countless eight-sided boxes flew out from the discarded Storage Treasure.
Quickly taking on his appearance,
They surrounded Han Yanzi.
"Xun FuJun!"
At this moment, Han Yanzi felt a targeted pressure from the world and his complexion abruptly changed once again. Clenching his teeth, he quickly decided and said rapidly,
"I assure you, I will absolutely not act against the Wanxiang Sect! The rank of this world has already begun to fall, and your Sect probably has already started preparing to leave this realm. If you don’t go now, I fear your senior brother might be delayed because of his concern for you…"
Under normal circumstances, he would not fear a junior like Xun FuJun.
Nevertheless, at this moment, Xun FuJun, for some unknown reason, had sacrificed his Primordial Spirit, and in this short span of time, had almost reached the Void Refining stage.
If he did not use his Void Refining stage abilities, he would not stand a chance.
And once he used them, it would play right into the opponent’s hands.
Xun FuJun’s Primordial Spirit kept an indifferent expression, and in his gaze, the last traces of humanity were fading rapidly.
He fixed his eyes on Han Yanzi.
