C2026 Infundibulum
After the God of Heaven King left, Lin Xin shook his head in confusion... He didn't understand it, not completely, just part of him didn't understand it.
What he understood was that if Wuqing were to fail, the battle between him and the Asura Race would only be the beginning.
At this moment, Wuqing had yet to take a step forward, yet the Human Clan had ambushed the borders of the Asura Race. If he failed ruthlessly, the Asura Race naturally would not swallow their anger and directly retaliate.
If he succeeded, why did it represent a greater war? He didn't understand this.
What he did not understand was, what did this heartless step represent?
A new realm? According to what Lin Yi knew, the Celestial King was the limit. He did not know what the Celestial King was capable of going further. Perhaps it was because of the increase in information, or because of the increase in strength, or perhaps it had other meanings.
However, he did not know what exactly it meant, or what it meant by going further.
… ….
The territory of the Human Clan and stars.
Jiang Ting stood silently on the meteorite. He waved his hand and put away the communication jade into his storage space. Slowly, his face relaxed.
He spent some time to spread the news that he was still alive. Next … Whether or not the others believed him did not concern himself with it, he only knew that next, he would go into seclusion to become a Deity of the ninth rank.
His bet with the Ghost Emperor was right in front of him, and he didn't have the time or time to care about the others … If he succeeded, the will of Space and Time would only belong to him.
If he failed, his soul and spirit would be destroyed, and even his Eternal Seal would be crushed by the Ghost Emperor.
If he didn't succeed, then he would die!
He couldn't afford to lose this gamble. He could only win, he couldn't lose!
In the peace of mind, Jiang Ting sat cross-legged on the meteorite. He began to circulate the Divine Chaos Formula rapidly and endless divine energy started to flow in all directions.
Perhaps it was because he had quietly advanced, or perhaps it was because he had not cultivated for a long time, but Jiang Ting already felt an incredibly mysterious state of mind when he just started to circulate his cultivation technique.
He couldn't figure out what that state of mind meant, but he could vaguely understand it … However, he didn't know what he had comprehended. It could be said to be extremely bizarre.
… ….
The Netherworld. The world of the Undead.
During this period, it was like day after day. In this gray and lonely world, the vast Samsara channel stood in the depths of the netherworld. Countless dead souls were like moths to a flame as they continuously rushed into the passageway without any signs of stopping.
Apart from the Ghost Clan, perhaps there were no other intelligent beings in the Nether Realm.
An unknown amount of time later, on a certain river in the Nether Realm.
This river, the water was black … Pure black, it was as though it could devour everything.
A mass of black qi suddenly condensed and appeared by the river side, bowing, "Your Majesty, the Ghost Emperor."
"What is it?" A somewhat indifferent voice quietly sounded.
The Ghost Emperor was actually by the river. He had always been by the river, but had always been ignored. If not for the sudden sound from the Ghost Clan, perhaps even if someone passed by, they would not have discovered his existence.
The black gas did not raise its head: "With the help of your Inhibition Perception, Jiang Ting has already advanced to a level 9 God. I think he will soon be pulled into the Nether Realm."
The Ghost Emperor said slowly, "The day when the will of space-time returns to our Ghost Clan is right in front of us."
The Ghost Clan that had arrived did not make a sound.
The Ghost King thought for a while and suddenly thought of something, "How is your disciple?"
"Your Majesty, don't worry. She has already acted for us, the Ghost Clan."
At the end of his words, the ghost clan member suddenly raised his head, "Your Majesty... Could she really win? Her strength is not as good as Jiang Ting's, and her cultivation level is also not as good as Jiang Ting's. I can hardly see the possibility of victory. "
"What this Emperor wants is only the will of time and space. It is difficult to predict the hearts of men. Since he is a man, it would be difficult for him to evade the hearts of men …." He's here. " After finishing his sentence, the Ghost Emperor suddenly raised his head to look at the dusky sky.
From what he could see, ripples seemed to be spreading out.
The Ghost Clan did not say anything.
The body of the Ghost Emperor instantly dispersed. "Gu Yu, you will be guarding the outer passage. The meaning of space and time is extremely important, I don't want to see any mishap, any mishap!"
"Don't worry, your majesty. Regardless of whether it's the Human Clan or the Nether Clan, with me here, no one will be able to step foot into the Netherworld!"
As the Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Clan that was called Bone Jade left, the place once again returned to silence. The dark water in the river continuously flowed, but no sound came out.
Or perhaps, all sound was swallowed by the river?
About 30,000 kilometers away, in a desolate area, there was nothing but a few dried up mountains and weeds. There was nothing else here, not even a soul.
After about three breaths of time, a series of ripples flashed by and Jiang Ting's figure silently appeared in that place. The unique pressure and discomfort of the Netherworld immediately attacked his heart.
Jiang Tingze immediately suppressed everything and quietly scanned his surroundings... Right now, he was still a Deity of the ninth rank!
Previously, when he released the news that he was still alive, he immediately went into seclusion. His speed of advancement was not as fast as he imagined, and in just a year of seclusion, he had successfully advanced.
And this promotion …. As per usual, after his advancement, the amount of divine power in his body increased rapidly. The divine power was much purer than before, and because of the advancement in cultivation, his physical body had also been strengthened a little.
In addition to all of this, after his advancement, he discovered that his perception of the Mandate of Space and Time had become much clearer. It was so clear that it was sufficient for him to comprehend it.
He had another premonition. If he continued to comprehend it, then sooner or later, he would be able to achieve it. Even without the essence of the tides, he would be able to completely control the meaning of space and time.
Apart from this, he did not find any other benefits from this advancement, the only thing left was to raise his cultivation base as per normal.
Afterwards, he was pulled into the Netherworld with the methods left behind by the Ghost Emperor, which was also at this moment.
"Talent overflowing, not bad." Cries of admiration suddenly rang out.
Jiang Ting suddenly turned his head, and he saw strands of black qi converging into the shape of a throne... The Ghost Emperor was here!
Without any hesitation, Jiang Ting slightly bowed: "Greetings, Ghost Emperor."
In his senses, the Ghost Emperor was no different from before … As the Patriarch of the Ghost Clan, even if he attacked with the will of time and space at the same time as the Divine Kingdom, he still wouldn't be able to do anything to the Ghost Emperor, right?
The Ghost Emperor said slowly, "Since you've become a Deity of the ninth rank, you should be prepared for battle."
"They are indeed ready." Jiang Ting's face turned solemn.
Whether or not he was prepared, since he had already come to the Netherworld, there was no need to think too much into it.
The Ghost Emperor laughed and then slowly stepped back, "Kill him."
"master also said that we would kill him and take back our Ghost Clan's treasure." A crisp sound rang out not far away. Jiang Ting sensed that a ghost clan was rapidly approaching.
That is, the Ghost Clan that fought him?
Jiang Ting instantly turned his head to look. He had always been curious about who was the one fighting him.
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