Emperor Shitian looked at the gradually disappearing cracks in the black space and lowered his head again to look at the scroll in his hand.
The energy from the surrounding world poured into his body silently.
He turned over a page casually, and spiritual power flowed out from his slender, jade-like fingertips, causing slight ripples in the void.
…
Shenfeng Cliff is extremely far away from the Sea of Souls. Even if you can tear apart space to get there, it will still take a lot of time on the way.
But now Ye Xiyue doesn't have to be so troublesome.
As long as she splits the void with the Tianwen Sword, she can reach the Sea of Broken Souls as quickly as possible - this is a space passage specially opened for her by her ancestor Ye Mo when they left the ancient battlefield.
After an unknown amount of time, a light spot finally appeared in front of me.
Ye Xiyue was refreshed and clenched the Tianwen Sword in her hand.
Huge squeezing force came from all around, and Ye Xiyue stepped out!
After briefly adapting to the light, Ye Xiyue raised her eyes and looked forward.
The familiar scenery is still in front of me, the leaden sky, overcast clouds, and the desolate red-brown wilderness.
After a moment, an illusory figure appeared in front of her, it was Ye Mo.
Ye Xiyue cupped her fists and saluted: "Junior Xiyue, I have met my ancestors!"
Ye Mo raised his eyebrows, looked her up and down, and said jokingly: "Why are you free to come here today? Shouldn't you be busy?"
Ye Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then heard Ye Mo say again: "Why, didn't you deliberately attract the group of people outside and divert your attention?"
"..."
At this moment, Ye Xiyue had only one thought in her mind: Jiang is indeed still old and hot.
Before she said anything, her ancestors had already guessed everything.
Ye Xiyue rarely felt embarrassed and coughed lightly: "This junior did it for a reason. Please forgive me, ancestors."
Ye Mo laughed.
"What do my grandchildren want to do, how can I not help? It just so happens that this place has been very deserted for thousands of years, and it is rare for it to be lively."
Hearing that he really didn't care, Ye Xiyue was relieved.
"It's good that I didn't disturb you. Otherwise, this junior will take it seriously——"
Ye Mo waved his hand and clicked his tongue again: "Everything else doesn't matter, except that it's not good at all - why are these brats so weak now? It's really boring that each generation is inferior to the last."
Ye Xiyue: "..."
If I remember correctly, after she released the news, all the prominent clan forces in the Realm of the Gods sent people here.
After all, this is the ancient battlefield where the gods fought thousands of years ago. Who doesn’t want to take a share of the pie? Seek opportunities?
I also knew that the people who came here must be strong men from various families, but when they arrived at the ancestor's place, they were instantly demoted to nothing.
In fact, it’s not Yemo’s fault.
Over the past ten thousand years, the energy of heaven and earth in the realm of gods has gradually declined, and because so many people died in that shocking battle, there have been major gaps in the magic, spiritual weapons, and practitioners.
After a long recovery period, we finally got to where we are today, but unfortunately it cannot be compared to what it was ten thousand years ago.
Just the fact that there has never been a god-level strongman in ten thousand years is enough to explain too many things.
In addition, Ye Mo himself is a top expert who is unrivaled in the world, so it is natural that ordinary people cannot get into his eyes.
Ye Xiyue looked around: "None of them... came in?"
Ye Mo nodded and said casually: "Too stupid, there are only a few people who can barely do it, so I sent them to the edge."
He put his hands behind his back.
"This place is specially reserved for you. You haven't even been here yet. How can it be anyone else's turn to get involved?"