The Demon Lord Cangming, shrouded from head to toe in a black robe, silently watched the space rift before him, expanding gradually under the influence of a special structure, without uttering a word throughout the process.
Gu Jinlai also fixed his gaze on the rift’s opening, wary of any deceit within.
The two sides were not allies; in some sense, they were enemies, so naturally, there wasn’t much idle chatter.
Cangming’s spiritual essence rippled with a wave.
"The other side of the rift is the Immortal Cloud Realm."
There were no more words exchanged.
Gu Jinlai also nodded, directly activating the Breaking Space Mirror. With a flash of ripples enveloping him, he stepped into the rift.
As Gu Jinlai vanished into the rift, the light emitted by this special structure gradually dimmed, completely disappearing after several dozen breaths.
Watching the narrowing rift’s fluctuation, Sovereign Hong Ying appeared beside the Demon Lord Cangming: "This human is passing through our path, why don’t we simply throw him into the space rift..."
The Demon Lord Cangming’s spiritual fluctuations dispersed: "He has that device protecting him; throwing him into the space rift would merely cause him to get lost at some nearby node. As long as he desires, he can still return, merely costing him more time. Moreover, with our current strength, we cannot contend with the Immortal Country, which possesses the Transforming Spirit Heavenly Dao, on the battlefield of the Longevity World."
Transforming Spirit Heavenly Dao.
Sovereign Hong Ying associated with that kind of power...
Couldn’t help but feel somewhat powerless.
"Since throwing him into a space rift would only delay him a bit and wouldn’t allow us to seize the Longevity World, what would be the point besides angering them, tearing up the ceasefire agreement, and reigniting the war?"
The Demon Lord Cangming said.
Sovereign Hong Ying listened, unsure of how to respond.
For a while, he finally asked: "The great Ruined Sky Demon Lord hasn’t returned yet? If the lord returns, perhaps..."
"Ruined Sky Demon Lord."
The spiritual fluctuations emanating from the Demon Lord Cangming carried depth: "It is currently at a very critical moment."
Sovereign Hong Ying was taken aback.
"It has found a path for the Spirit Clan."
The Demon Lord Cangming’s expression was inexplicable: "A path that allows us to break free from evil spirits and achieve as divine spirits."
With the rise of Lingxiao Palace, Sanqing Hall ceased to exist, along with some originally secret buildings and forbidden areas that were not open to the public, now accessible to anyone.
Some more renowned areas even became tourist attractions with endless streams of visitors daily.
And within Sanqing Hall, the most noteworthy sight was Master Wushi, who was later personally vindicated and guarded silently for a hundred years by the Lingxiao Palace Master.
The small courtyard where Master Wushi secluded in the past always had visitors paying respects, thanking him for his silent contributions to Qiantian over a century.
Today was no exception.
However, unlike before, if a being at the Heavenly Monarch Peak, connected to the True Spirit Realm, was present, they could clearly notice that in the corresponding True Spirit Realm of this area, a massive, transparent entity nearly a thousand meters in size was silently wandering.
It existed in the True Spirit Realm, causing no impact on the outside world.
Even some tourists who happened to be in this area merely felt that the temperature seemed a few degrees lower than elsewhere, and for some reason, a sense of unspeakable reverence inexplicably sprang to mind.
However, they merely attributed this reverence to the change in mindset upon entering a place once inhabited by sages, without overthinking it.
Unaware of what danger might correspond in the True Spirit Realm at this moment in this area.
This massive, transparent figure wandered back and forth.
The faint vibrations of emotions, almost imperceptible, diffused in a deathly silent form.
"Who... who... who..."
These emotions echoed in the Spirit Realm with questions, again and again.
"Am I... the Libra Star Lord?"
"Am I... the Twin Star Lord?"
"Am I... Venerable Xuan Tian?"
These spiritual emotions oscillated back and forth.
But in the deeper, higher-dimensional Spirit Realm, blue radiance continuously projected from an immense figure, thousands of times larger than a planet, washing over this wave of emotionally-laden spirituality, seemingly aiming to scrub these "emotions" and "consciousness" to blank, making it an entity that can only act on instinct, drifting within the outer layers of the True Spirit Realm.
Despite the constant scrubbing by the blue radiance.
This enormous Spirit Realm Life still unknowingly drifted into this region.
This area reflects the original location of Sanqing Hall.
It seemed to be searching for something.
The traces of existence?
But he couldn’t even comprehend it himself.
He didn’t even know what he was, what entity he belonged to.
He merely wandered unconsciously through this region, as if he might find something here, yet aware of nothing.
An equally vast Spirit Realm Life swam past like a leviathan wandering the Heavenly Track, passing through this region from an unstable space rift in the Spirit Realm.
This scene made the Spirit Realm Life slightly pause, then its massive form plunged straight toward the leviathan that intruded into this area.
Two Spirit Realm Lives, each with a diameter of kilometers, collided constantly in the Spirit Realm, rippling waves of spiritual energy, which even slightly shook the True Spirit Realm, startling beings at the Heavenly Monarch Realm.