“I have the Origin of Illusion. If I create a large illusory array, those Haotian Elders will definitely not be able to detect it.”
David explained.
Xuanzhenzi sighed softly, complex emotions flashed in his misty eyes, and said in a low voice, “Three days to return to Jintu from the Twenty-second Heaven.”
“We also need to build a complete illusion array, enough to deceive even a Great Luo Golden Immortal elder kid, this is no joke.”
David didn’t look back, his voice was clear and calm: “I know. But I had no other choice.”
He turned his head slightly, his purple eyes fell on the two people in the cave, his tone contained a hint of warmth: “You two stay here and rest to recuperate. I’ll be back in five days at the latest.”
After finishing speaking, he said no more. With a swift movement of his body, a streak of gray-purple light shot into the sky once again, like a silent sword that pierced through the array patterns at the entrance of the cave, and disappeared into the vast night.
The cave fell silent again. Xuanzhenzi stared at the fading trail of purplish-gray light at the entrance of the cave, his wrinkled fingers slowly clenching as he muttered to himself, “That kid he always shoulders the most difficult and dangerous tasks.”
Jiang Xuelan leaned against the edge of the bed, her cold blue eyes reflecting the last light at the cave entrance. His voice was gentle but firm: “But he always managed to hold it in.”
Xuanzhenzi was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly. A smile appeared on his old and gloomy face. In that smile was relief, confidence, and a hint of the defiance of his old age.
“Alright, we can’t just sit idly by. We need to heal the wound within five days. When the child returns, there will be an uphill battle to face,” said Xuanzhenzi.
His voice echoed throughout the cave, carrying a mature yet determined aura of power.
Outside the cave entrance, a purplish-gray streak of light had disappeared into the northeastern horizon, like an arrow shot from a bow, shooting towards the direction of the Land of Ashes at an unprecedented speed.
The three day countdown has begun.
A purplish-gray beam of light penetrated the dark skies of the Twenty-Two Heavens, shooting back in the direction it came from like a shooting star moving in reverse.
David’s figure almost became a blurry shadow during the high-speed flight. The Source of Chaos operated to the extreme within his body, pushing his speed to limits that far exceeded that of ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortals.
The earth below was receding rapidly, mountains and rivers stretched into greenish-gray streaks in the field of view, and all that could be heard was the howl of strong winds tearing through the air, like invisible blades continuously cutting through the sky.
He had to get to Jintu before the elders of the Haotian God Clan.
Three days was neither a long nor a short time, but to construct a complete illusion array in the vast land of Jintu that was enough to deceive even a Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivator, even with his current abilities, he needed to race against time.
When that layer of chaotic and familiar gray-black illusion reappeared in his sight, David did not slow down his steps at all.
The primordial chaos penetrated the law barrier like a sharp blade, its form passing through it without a sound, as light as a fish swimming through a curtain of water.
After a brief period of darkness and weightlessness, a dry and arid scent, completely different from the scent of Twenty-Second Heaven, wafted out, carrying a faint lingering scent of sulfur and metal.
The ashes have arrived.
David hovered high in the sky, his purple eyes looking down at the familiar land beneath him.
Even though the gray sky had been torn apart by it last time, vast rays of sunlight poured down from the gaps, illuminating the entire earth much more brightly.
The sacrificial towers that once stood for thousands of years were now only charred ruins, like tree stumps left after an ancient forest was cut down, strewn soundlessly across the land.
The outline of the city center was faintly visible in the distance, and the city walls shimmered with a faint golden light under the sunlight.
The mortals who cheered, cried, and finally saw dawn were now rebuilding their homes on the ruins, with countless small figures moving among the rubble like busy ants.
David averted his gaze.
Now is not the time to be sentimental.
With a swift movement, he landed on a wide plain to the north of the core city.
It was once home to the largest collection of sacrificial towers in the Ashlands, but now only a scorched, empty land that stretches for hundreds of miles remains.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the ‘Ash World’ and why is it significant?
A: The Ash World represents a potential crisis that could expose the characters’ identities to the Haotian Clan if its destruction is revealed.
Q: What is the ‘Soul Breaking Jade of Xuantian’ and where might it be found?
A: The Soul Breaking Jade of Xuantian is a valuable item that is likely to be traded at a large-scale Secret Realm Trade Fair in Xuanming Ancient City.
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