A Man Like None Other Chapter 7126 is terrifying.
The first round of Shattering Sky Blade has ended, leaving the entire entrance to the Dao Ruins in a state of desolation and death, with the stench of blood mingling with the sweltering heat of the primordial chaos lingering for a long time.
Broken magical artifacts and fragments of broken bones littered the ground, while the remnants of spiritual light from many cultivators swayed in the wind, like countless unwilling souls hovering in the low sky.
Of those who survived by sheer luck, half were wounded and the rest were terrified. The fervor they had shown earlier in their reckless charge to seize opportunities was gone. Instead, they huddled on the relatively stable Chaos Rock, bowing their heads to regulate their breathing and solidify their foundations, not daring to even breathe loudly.
The group from Wanfa Tiangong was one of the few teams present where all members were intact.
The two elders stood guard in front and behind, their divine senses spreading out like a net, locking onto the surrounding hundred-mile airspace, instantly alerting them to any slight disturbance.
Having experienced the first round of divine punishment, the two old men’s expressions became increasingly solemn, and they dared not underestimate the situation in the slightest.
The dangers of the Eternal Dao Ruins are far more terrifying than those recorded in ancient books. The indiscriminate battle between heaven and earth just now has eliminated nearly half of the cultivators who entered the arena.
The remaining ones are either elites from sects with deep foundations or lucky individuals with extraordinary fortune. The upcoming journey through the Dao Ruins will only be more intense in terms of killing intent and the wickedness of people’s hearts.
Su Qingyuan raised her hand and gently wiped away the fine, chaotic mist clinging to her sleeves. Her moon-white fairy dress remained spotless, but a hint of solemnity appeared in her cool and aloof eyes.
She gazed into the distance, looking at the layers upon layers of spatial mist deep within the Dao Ruins. There, black mist swirled and Dao patterns were chaotic, making it impossible to see through. She could faintly hear the roars of strange beasts and the rumble of collapsing space coming from the depths, layer upon layer, endlessly.
Su Qingyuan pondered for a moment, her clear and cold voice steady and measured: “Standing still and watching is just a way to survive. All the opportunities in the Dao Ruins are hidden deep inside, and the outer perimeter only has a thin layer of primordial Dao essence, which is of little use.”
This secret realm opens only once every three hundred years; if one only seeks self-preservation and shrinks back, then entering the ruins this time would be utterly meaningless.
“But the first round of divine punishment has just passed, and the rules of heaven and earth are still unstable, so we are not in a hurry to rush forward at full speed.”
She changed the subject and carefully instructed, “First, proceed slowly along the outer, flat airspace, avoiding the dense spatial faults. While exploring the road conditions, consolidate your cultivation and look for opportunities.”