The shattered Yin Mountain Hub has fallen into the Great Void — without special divine skills for protection, everything will gradually be annihilated in the void, assimilated into the pure Power of Great Void.
But as Yin Mountain is part of the Void Array, it can still exist in the void for a short ti. At present, the pitch-black void is filled with silver mountainous islands floating, continuously lting and exuding silver mist, like icebergs floating in lava.
"We’re finished; once Silver Mountain dissolves, we’ll perish in the void!"
Everyone was in despair, as the connection on the Tianyuan side was severed, those in the Foundation Establishnt realm and even Artifact Refining cultivators without a Purple Mansion had no chance of survival. Perhaps the more refined flying shuttles could persevere for a while, but they were ultimately waiting for death.
Many of them indeed ca to the Ancient Immortal Ruins to advance to the Purple Mansion. But the ti was too short, and An Jing’s sudden appearance exacerbated the conflict, disrupting the expectations of both the Demon Nation and the Tianyuan Human Clan.
But this was precisely An Jing’s pace.
"Mou Yunying!"
Atop the Tiantan, the Void Stele was still operating, emitting silvery-green radiance. With An Jing’s call, a silver vortex suddenly appeared on the radiance, stirring ti and space, causing everyone to subconsciously look up at it.
Following this, with a chant-like dragon roar, the void shook violently, as a swift silver light shot out from the depths of the Great Void. The silver mist ford by the lting of Silver Mountain parted before it, while the Power of Great Void ford a vortex along its path.
It had arrived.
A magnificent Dragon Snake, embodying beauty and dignity, passed through the silver vortex, arriving at the center of the shattered realm. In this mont of silence, even ti seed frozen. The dragon’s eyes, with iridescent light like gemstones, gazed in confusion at the tiny figure before it. It didn’t recognize ’Mou Yunying’, yet there was an overwhelming sense of familiarity...
This familiarity brought it unbearable soul-deep pain, tempered by anger and agitation. It cautiously lowered its head closer to An Jing, seeming to want to observe more carefully.
"An Xuan can summon the Void Star Dust Dragon?!"
Witnessing this, everyone from the likes of the aristocratic Chen Yunfei to the fortunate cultivator Zhou Changhe was in profound shock—it was a known fact that the Four Cities Competition was brought forward because the Void Star Dust Dragon had opened a path to the Yin Mountain Hub and deeper into the realm. Yet, if the Star Dust Dragon was summoned by An Jing, would that imply all of this was a conspiracy?!
It wasn’t.
For the Void Star Dust Dragon realized that An Jing did not possess the familiar aura, which instantly drove it into a frenzy. It directly opened its mouth and unleashed a breath at An Jing!
The proximity of the Star Dust Dragon to An Jing was almost overwhelming, and this one void breath was unleashed with the silver-green glow barely emitting before enveloping An Jing’s form.
For a mont, everyone was horrified; if An Jing couldn’t even control the Star Dust Dragon they summoned, then before perishing in the void, everyone present feared falling prey to the dragon!
Fortunately, this was all within An Jing’s expectations.
"I’ve long known that our relationship wasn’t that strong; you rembered but not my aura."
A translucent protective shield lit up, with interwoven layers of mirror light deflecting the oncoming Void Dragon Breath. An Jing’s voice resonated from it: "It seems that to pass perfectly, I should borrow a token from Luo Qinghui."
The mighty dragon breath parted on either side of An Jing, easily annihilating the remnants of Silver Mountain and leaving a scar several hundred miles long in the void.
However, An Jing rely raised a hand.
While not readily apparent, the light of the Heavenly Bright Mirror was condensing upon that hand.
[Immortal Fall theoretically cannot be restored, yet Lingxiao inherently surpasses common sense. Struggling with the Heavenly Lord for a soul in Embracing the Void would be challenging, yet now... you’re in the void]
The voice of Haotian Ancestor resounded in An Jing’s Divine Sea, filled with absolute confidence: [Go, An Jing, awaken this unruly creature for !]
"As you command."
An Jing smiled, raising his hand, with pure and immaculate Heavenly Divine Light forming a thin sheen: "Forgive , Mou."
He struck out.
This strike represented tens of thousands of years of a Sect’s mastery! From the initial motion, the roaring void dragon breath shattered, leaving all Spiritual Fiends frozen, as shards of dragon breath scattered like snow crystals in a blizzard.
The Star Dust Dragon showed a look of astonishnt—it wanted to resist, its long tail coiling to smash An Jing away, but under this palm, everything including ti and direction collapsed. The dragon’s attack, initially aid at An Jing, inexplicably struck its own head, leaving it dazed.
Then, An Jing’s palm struck fiercely across the disoriented Star Dust Dragon’s face.
Despite its wild and unrestrained nature, able to traverse the Great Void at will, under this most unassuming human attack, the Star Dust Dragon spun uncontrollably. The howling void storm swept up Cave Heaven’s fragnts, forming a surging silver tide.
When the Star Dust Dragon ceased its spinning, its—or rather, his gaze cleared imdiately.
"An brother? And... Ancestor?!"
The dragon uttered human words, his manic deanor suddenly transford to calm and serene, as An Jing laughed heartily: "Mou, you’re awake? But there’s no ti for pleasantries now; we have work to do."
"No problem."
Mou Yunying, still dizzy from the blow, felt puzzled. To him, he had lost self-awareness during the Mingjing Nirvana battle, believing in An Jing and others’ victory, yet embracing a valiant mindset for death.
But now, though unsure where he was, a palpable tension lingered, unlike the Nirvana battle, but he was clearly amidst another great conflict.
The only difference was... his ancestor’s aura appeared stronger?
Could it be...
Mou Yunying stopped pondering. With An Jing and the Ancestor present, he would follow orders: "What’s the task?"
An Jing surveyed the scene: "First, gather everyone around here to avoid any fatalities."
The fragntation of Cave Heaven had resulted in the deaths of nurous Four Cities Competition participants; only the likes of Huo Qingnian Spring and others remained unscathed due to the protection of the Haotian Mirror. Most survivors were the youth such as Chen Yunfei, the inheritors of the young generation.
The void was a death trap for those lacking a Purple Mansion, yet for Mou Yunying, a True Lord Dragon with Void Divine Power, it posed no difficulty. The Star Dust Dragon coiled, and with a mont’s breath, it gathered all survivors around the Tiantan.
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