She said, looking ahead to the end where the sky and water meet.
The realm of the gods...
Her talent and strength may indeed be considered the best in the Nine-Star Continent, but what about in the Realm of the Gods?
In the realm of Lingzong, you can only get one entry pass.
No, it doesn't even count as the entry permit. After all, she hasn't successfully crossed the Sea of Souls yet.
There are too many unknowns ahead. Although Xue Yao did not elaborate, from those few words, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of place the Realm of the Gods is.
Emperor Shakti shook her hand.
"Don't worry, you've done a great job, not to mention me and my father-in-law."
There is no need to rush things in cultivation.
Some people are strong enough and lucky enough to break through and become top experts in a very short period of time, such as Ye Heng. There are also people who practice diligently throughout their lives, but in the end they still do nothing.
To reach the top, you need to overcome many difficulties.
Emperor Shitian never doubted Ye Xiyue's point.
She has a strong enough heart.
Ye Xiyue let out a long breath and shook his hand.
"Um."
No matter what the future holds, she has only one choice - to move on!
…
The sky gradually darkened, and a full moon slowly rose.
The bright moonlight shines on the sea, making the waves sparkling.
Ye Xiyue and the others never stopped and kept moving forward.
Traveling in the air is nothing at first, but the key point is that this is no ordinary place.
The chaotic and intertwined small spaces twisted and collided with each other, like a huge quagmire, dragging the three of them down.
Every step forward consumes a lot of strength.
At this time, Ye Xiyue was very grateful that she had a lot of spiritual power stored in her Dantian.
However, every time she would only mobilize the stored strength when her spiritual energy was almost exhausted. Her body was exhausted to the extreme, and then she would inject strength and continue to persevere. It was also a kind of tempering for herself.
"This place is countless times more difficult than the original Wanjun Realm..."
Ye Xiyue let out a breath, looked at Ye Heng's back not far ahead, and sighed in her heart.
I don’t know how my father spent his time here.
She is only flying over the sea now and has not descended.
She had an inexplicable intuition—it was probably even more dangerous under the water!
It’s no wonder that over the years, few practitioners have chosen to take risks here.
Other dangerous places are simply incomparable to this one.
At this moment, Ye Heng in front suddenly stopped.
Ye Xiyue and Emperor Shitian looked at each other and followed.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Seeing Ye Heng standing in the air and looking at the turbulent sea below, Ye Xiyue couldn't help but follow his gaze.
Ye Heng pointed downward and said:
"This is where I felt your mother's aura."
Ye Xiyue was startled, and then tried it, but felt nothing.
Ye Heng shook his head: "That should be the aura she accidentally left behind a long time ago. Later, I searched around, but unfortunately I didn't find any other clues."
Ye Xiyue had already guessed this, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she also knew that it was very rare for her father to be able to sense this aura.
Ye Heng pointed forward:
"Further forward, we will reach the center of the Soul-Dead Sea."
Ye Xiyue nodded.
Ye Heng paused for a moment, then turned back to look at the two of them with a solemn expression: "Be sure to follow me closely."