Chapter 551: Chapter 453: The River of Ti Running Through the Three Realms
A bone-chilling coldness enveloped everyone in an instant.
Zhao Ling was the first to notice it. In a fleeting mont, he disappeared from everyone’s sight.
The three beasts followed closely, taking Xu Yue’Er with them and dashing a thousand ters away to barely withstand the cold.
The few of them panted slightly, looking in shock towards the direction of the Nether Spring.
"Could sothing have changed below?"
"Why is the Nether Spring suddenly so cold?"
The White Elephant, Gray Wolf, and Black Eagle fixed their eyes on Zhao Ling. This was the domain of the Litian Sword Sect, and having been here for thousands of years, he surely knows sothing.
Zhao Ling repeatedly shook his head, his tone filled with grievance much like Dou E.
"I really don’t know. The Nether Spring has never been like this before. In all these years, not even a ripple on the water. I was the first to co out, I have no idea what happened afterward."
"Moreover, this is the Litian Sword Sect. Even if I planned sothing, wouldn’t I consider the disciples?"
Zhao Ling gazed towards the back mountain, his face full of grief.
Being at the Peak of the Sage Realm, he still needed to escape that far to avoid the influence of the Nether Spring.
Let alone those ordinary disciples.
After this incident, at least nine-tenths of the disciples in the back mountain perished.
They were the elite of the Litian Sword Sect, and he couldn’t express his sorrow.
The three beasts were half-convinced, ready to spring into action. Should he show any flaw, they’d kill him without hesitation.
To them, in the entire Litian Sword Sect, only the old ancestor in front posed any threat.
However, they dared not act rashly. After all, he was at the Peak of the Sage Realm. If a fight broke out, they might not win.
"Let’s wait. The master should be fine. We all know his capabilities, and this level of threat probably can’t harm him,"
Xu Yue’Er spoke up, while the other three beasts stood guard in the four directions to prevent anyone from approaching.
Not long after.
The Nether Spring erupted again, releasing another wave of cold, enveloping all with an astonishing chill.
Everyone had no choice but to retreat several thousand ters further.
The disciples of Litian Sword Sect fled frantically, many unable to react in ti, turning into ice sculptures, their forms erased by the cold current.
Zhao Jing stood at the edge of the cold current, his expression extrely unsightly, casting a resentful glance at the Treasure Tower.
"Didn’t you say this drop of water was the greatest treasure within the Nether Spring? So what did you an just now?"
"To traverse the River of Ti of the Three Thousand Worlds, could this truly be the real treasure behind the Nether Spring?"
The Treasure Tower spoke in shock, "I... I really didn’t know that the Nether Spring connected to the River of Ti. If that were the case, how could I care about this drop of water?"
"After all, that’s the River of Ti!"
The Artifact Spirit was filled with endless regret. Had it known, it wouldn’t have looked at that water capable of cleansing all karma.
The protagonist sighed silently, staring at the distant Nether Spring, his face desolate as his destined opportunity slipped away.
...
A boundless and unending river appeared before Zhao Yi, shimring with various lights, and every ti a light erged, a massive wave would stir upon the river.
The river surged relentlessly, stretching beyond the eye’s reach, appearing simultaneously in the void, mysterious yet sacred.
Zhao Yi stood atop the river, looking at the scene, sowhat puzzled, unsure of what kind of place he had arrived at.
Just before, when the protagonist took away that drop of water, Zhao Yi intended to stop him. After all, that drop was evidently extraordinary, and any opportunity the protagonist saw must be sothing good.
He originally intended to seize the protagonist’s opportunity, naturally unwilling to let him leave just like that.
However.
At the mont he was about to act, the Nine Dragon Jade Seal showed no interest in the drop of water, desiring instead to continue leading him forward.
Thus, the protagonist managed to exit the Nether Spring.
When Zhao Yi reached the bottom of the Nether Spring, he faced a silent and dark cave entrance.
As he stepped forward, a wave of opposition erged.
This feeling, although not intense and without intent to harm, was persistent, making him unable to proceed forward.
In the end, the Nine Dragon Jade Seal enveloped the cave entrance with all its purple aura, blocking it.
However, after this ordeal, the purple aura thinned again, visible only in sparse strands on the Nine Dragon Jade Seal, threatening to vanish at any mont.
Zhao Yi knew, for the Nine Dragon Jade Seal to reach such lengths, there must be sothing extraordinary within.
Previously, when dealing with the Heavenly Dao Will of the Beastman World, it hadn’t exerted itself like this.
Stepping into the cave entrance, a river lay before Zhao Yi, and simultaneously, he erged within the void, reaching an unknown place.
"What kind of place is this? It seems like nothing exists here,"
Zhao Yi murmured in confusion.
This place had no Spiritual Energy, no air, none of the known existences.
As if here, everything vanished.
Except for that river...
Suddenly.
Zhao Yi saw the river’s flow accelerate, and ahead, a light appeared. As the river surged, the light’s brilliance grew ever more dazzling.
Seeing the river about to vanish, Zhao Yi knew he couldn’t let it continue, and with a leap, he dived into the river.
And at this mont.
A terrifying sight unfolded, with alarming changes appearing on Zhao Yi’s body.
"How... how could this be possible?"
"My arm is shaped like an infant, my leg actually withered like this, and the rest of my body is continuously aging and changing..."
Zhao Yi gaped in astonishnt at the transformations occurring on his body.
His body seed to have a mind of its own, at tis shrinking into the size of a newborn, fine and tiny, bizarrely connected to his fra.
At other tis, his skin resembled that of an elderly person, wrinkled and taut over his bones, appearing to beco a skeletal fra the next second.
Even his facial features and internal organs were undergoing varying degrees of change.
At this mont, under such transformation, Zhao Yi’s body showed signs of collapsing.
Even his Divine Soul was being intensely vaporized.
Just as he was about to succumb, that light finally appeared.
At the sa ti.
A tender voice sounded in his mind.
"Master, I am Little Seal."
"This river is the River of Ti, and if Master finds the next entry point to the world’s River of Ti, once I restore so purple aura, I can help Master reap from this river."
"During this period, Master must be cautious. The River of Ti traverses the Three Realms, taking you to different worlds. During this ti, you must prioritize safety above all."
...
Before the words finished, the Nine Dragon Jade Seal emitted a final trace of purple aura to stabilize his body before completely falling into slumber.
His body also ceased changing at this mont, reverting to a youthful form.
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