Chapter 1535: Chapter 1535: ‘Ancient Lands’ in History
He Ao raised his head, looking at the sky above.
Although he had seen those ti-space illusions in the Deep Sea, in reality, there were no chaotic spaces in the Deep Sea.
Based on his experience of traversing the entire sea, there were no obvious chaotic space regions in the entire Frozen Sea.
The chaotic spaces were above the sea, in the sky.
The location of this beach was in the region above the sea, where ti and space were the most stable.
He Ao took two steps back, attempting to control the ti and space around him, lifting himself slowly up into the sky.
When he was five ters above the ground, the entire world seed to undergo so kind of transformation.
It was as if a clear and bright mirror shattered in an instant, revealing the strange and colorful patterns behind.
The pitch-black ‘clean’ sky finally revealed its true appearance at this mont.
It was made up of dense fragnts, layered and crisscrossed as if countless slender sharp blades spanned the sky, reflecting complex lights and shadows.
These lights and shadows interwove like a twisted Dream, peculiar and strange.
But they were not Dreams, but pieces of truly interwoven chaotic spaces.
The mont He Ao’s body entered this chaotic space, his body lost its stable support, and his ‘flight’ began to lose control.
He struggled to keep his body in the gaps between these spaces.
Even so, his body frequently brushed past the surrounding ‘shiny’ fragnts.
The edges of those fragnts were slender and invisible, a piece of dim void that would instantly swallow Divine Sense with no trace if touched.
He Ao raised his hand, using an ice sword to cut his finger. As blood flowed out, it scattered across the world, forming a vague leaf pattern.
As this pattern ford, a faint white radiance flowed over it.
This was the ‘Divine Arts’ given to He Ao by the Life Goddess. It seed effective, but it required the ‘response’ from a Divine Being to be perford.
Conversely, without the Life Goddess’s assistance, this Divine Arts was utterly useless.
This was why the Life Goddess had so easily shared this Divine Arts knowledge with He Ao.
Of course, at this mont, He Ao had no other choice.
With the dim radiance lighting up, the entire sky seed to undergo so special change, with those dense cracks beginning to shimr faintly.
The Eye of Truth’s gaze swept over everything around, and one by one, blurry illusions slowly erged at the world’s foundation.
Soldiers, snowfields, mountains, cities…
These illusions were basically consistent with the ones He Ao had seen earlier in the ocean, or rather, the illusions in the ocean were actually ‘reflections’ from these sky space cracks.
He Ao quickly navigated through these illusions, finding a desolate Gobi scene.
However, he didn’t lock onto that barren Gobi scene directly but chose a nearby snowfield city scene.
The leaf pattern before his eyes began to shine, and so kind of interference seed to appear in the surrounding space.
At that mont, it was as if sothing lightly stirred at the foundation of the entire world.
He Ao didn’t hesitate, directly grasping the ashes of the Pages of the Past Book.
The power of the Historical Contract enveloped his body once more, then wrapped the Eye of Truth.
He looked up at the sky.
In previous attempts, He Ao had already discovered that the power of the Historical Contract contained space-related power.
Even though he didn’t know its origin, it was usable.
And upon attaching the power of the Historical Contract, He Ao could clearly see, at the tops of those space cracks, between the black clouds, one after another, of mysterious spaces unfolding.
This space was so familiar that He Ao could vaguely feel a hint of the Deep Sea’s tranquility.
That was the power of the Divine Being behind the scenes; it was this power that had previously pursued him in the Deep Sea.
Indeed, the ocean could reflect the sky’s reflection, and the sky over the Frozen Sea was connected to the seabed.
Since they were connected, the power of the Divine Being behind the scenes could spread from the seabed to the sky.
Fortunately, he hadn’t contacted the Life Goddess here just now.
He Ao took a deep breath, looking at the space fragnt of the ice city he had just chosen, activating the Green Leaf Badge in front of him.
The surrounding space began to tremble violently.
With the power of the Historical Contract attached, the Eye of Truth also gazed at everything around him, and then the entire world seed to unfold at a deeper level in He Ao’s field of view.
The interwoven ti and space, overlapping reflections, the deepest secrets of the universe seed to embrace He Ao at this mont.
Bang—
The green leaf pattern in front of He Ao shattered with a bang, and then the space crack of the ice city he had chosen suddenly opened, as if a path to that ice city had been revealed.
Super mory’s power ran at its limit, morizing every detail of the space distortion.
The power of the Historical Contract, entwined around the Eye of Truth, also trembled slightly, with so invisible fluctuation appearing in the surrounding void.
He Ao gazed ahead, looking at the dense cracks before him.
When the selected space passage fully opened, he didn’t hesitate, holding the ice sword and leaping out.
A ray of light instantly passed through the space passage, and then the passage closed.
The entire world seed to return to calm.
Then, next to that space crack, the trembling space began to wriggle slowly, rapidly converging like a fisherman’s net.
Dragging a ‘silhouette’ out of the void.
Soon, that silhouette revealed its shape; it was a humanoid ice block, similar in stature to He Ao.
But He Ao’s figure had already vanished into the sky.
The next mont, the humanoid ice block was instantly torn apart, and the surrounding void trembled, seemingly searching for a region of space alteration.
Soon, a space crack displaying the Gobi scene not far away flickered slightly, as if it had just opened so passage, now closed.
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Scorching heat waves swept across He Ao’s blood-covered cheeks, and the lingering ice and snow on his body slowly lted in the heat wave.
He Ao’s body fell from the sky, tumbling over and landing beside a desolate boulder.
“Cough—”
He coughed lightly, glanced at the blood in his palm, and then turned to look at the sky that had already closed behind him.
Too sneaky.
He knew that the Divine Being behind the scenes had set a trap at the location of his chosen target, waiting for him to walk right into it.
The power spreading in the sky was just a guise to satisfy his ‘expectation,’ thereby lowering his guard.
Like a stick driving the ducks, making him believe he could escape before those forces arrived, and then dive headfirst into the trap.
“Cough—”
He covered his mouth, and coughed lightly again, squeezing the fresh blood in his palm.
Sneaky and shaless, sinister and cunning, is this guy really a Divine Being?
If it weren’t for He Ao keeping a trick up his sleeve, choosing a false target, and using Super mory to rember the spatial impact structure when the Divine Arts were activated.
At the sa ti, he attempted to use the power of the Historical Contract with the Eye of Truth to mimic the space unfolded by the Divine Arts, using the mystical fluctuations caused by the Divine Arts as cover to open the passage to this Gobi Desert, he would have been controlled by the opponent just now.
Of course, He Ao’s mimicry wasn’t entirely accurate, so he got a bit injured when he passed through the passage just now.
The Divine Arts of the Life Goddess is obviously more stable and gentle, probably with a different underlying structure when opening ti-space passages.
But he purely used the power of the Historical Contract to forcibly unfold the space passage by mimicking the manifestation of the Divine Arts.
Like delivering several tons of cargo onto the shelf, the Life Goddess might use an intelligent forklift, precise and effective, without any losses.
He Ao simply carried it directly over, tossing it onto the location, emphasizing brute force and clumsiness.
Though this brute force thod is sowhat rough and highly likely to cause injury, at least it doesn’t require external help.
He looked up, gazing ahead.
This vast expanse of the Gobi Desert is so barren. Looking attentively, you can’t even see the slightest blade of grass, only an endless stretch of stone beaches and exposed rocks under the scorching sunlight.
Sizzle—
The lted snow on his body dripped onto the ground, falling onto the scorching stones, making a sizzling sound. The water stains on the stones rapidly shrank, dried up, and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The distant scenery heated by the sunlight seed to ripple like waves.
At the edge of He Ao’s field of view, a team was slowly passing through.
——
Ascending the steps of ice and snow, Kela lifted her head, silently gazing at the tightly closed temple doors ahead.
The sound of dense sword clashes still ca from behind, as soldiers made of Solid Ice continued to fight.
——
The scorching wind blew over the earth’s dust, rolling hot stones across pedestrians’ footsteps.
“Comoros, please spare us.”
The young man supported the weak Elderly, with a fine rope looped around his neck; he raised his head, looking at the towering man standing over two to three ters tall in front, trembling as he spoke.
“Spare you?” The tall man nad Comoros turned his head, looking at the young man before him, sneering, “Then who will fill the missing sacrifices today?”
He lifted his gaze, scanning the people before him. In this dusty wind, stood several ragged, thin figures, their eyes murky, with ropes tied around their necks, connected like herded livestock, led by Comoros.
Their gazes were cast down, not daring to lift their heads to look at Comoros.
Comoros continued to laugh, “Or perhaps, do any of you have relatives willing to beco sacrifices on your behalf, to enjoy the care of Life? Surely it can’t be dying for you, right?”
After he said that, the entire group fell silent.
Sizzle——
A slippery tentacle slowly erged from behind the man, snapping the rope from the young man’s neck with its tips brushing across his face, “Speak, huh?”
Before the young man could react, the tentacle directly wrapped around his neck, lifting him up.
The young man’s entire throat was strangled, his hands grabbing the tentacle desperately, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t move the tentacle at all.
“If there’s nothing more to say, then all of you leave,” Comoros swept his gaze over the figures before him, laughing, “If killing you wouldn’t weaken the sacrificial effect, I would’ve slaughtered you all a long ti ago.”
His eyes narrowed slightly, the tentacle suspended high in the air, “To negotiate with , are you even worthy?”
The young man hanging in the air struggled vigorously, while the smile on Comoros’ face grew broader, “I can’t kill all of you, but killing a few is no problem.”
He slightly leaned forward, “Does anyone want to be the lucky one?”
Everyone bowed their heads, slowly retreating, pressing closely together, fearing they might be chosen.
“Huh,” Comoros sneered, “A bunch of livestock.”
“You monster!!” The Elderly, originally weak, saw the young man being lifted up and directly pulled out a stone knife from his sleeve, charging towards Comoros.
However, he only moved a few steps before the rope around his neck was suddenly tightened, causing him to crash to the ground.
Up in the sky, another tentacle had appeared at an unknown ti, pulling the rope around the Elderly’s neck from behind, and then pulling on the rope, lifting the Elderly up.
The Elderly fiercely pulled on the rope around his neck, allowing himself to breathe a little with difficulty, he looked at Comoros, shouting angrily, “You monster, and Stonemason, you’re both monsters, you won’t die well!!!”
“Oh? I won’t die well?” Comoros extended the tentacle further, lifting the rope higher, he gazed at the Elderly with a sowhat ferocious smile on his face, “But it seems, it’s you who will die first.”
Several tentacles suddenly extended from behind him, gazing at the Elderly, the ferocious smile gradually receding, “I heard your grandson is still around, right? I’ll dismantle you into pieces and eat you right now, then grab your grandson to replace you as a sacrifice.”
Then he looked at the young man who was hung in the air by the tentacles, “As for your son, I’ll eat him first, and then give you a piece of at at the last mont,”
He hooked a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, “Letting you have a taste of flesh before you die.”
The slender tentacles tightened even more, causing the young man’s face to start turning purplish red.
“No—” At this mont, the Elderly’s eyes suddenly widened.
Buzz——
Just then, the crisp sound of a sword echoed between heaven and earth, accompanied by a glimring cold light that cut across Comoros’ body.
Dense ice ford like flowing water, appearing from thin air, rapidly spreading over Comoros’ body, freezing him along with those slender tentacles, turning them into a hard ice sculpture.
Bang——
The tentacles wrapped around the young man’s body suddenly broke, sending the young man’s body crashing to the ground.
While the tentacles holding the Elderly also broke simultaneously, causing the Elderly to fall from the sky.
Even though the young man hadn’t regained his breath, he wanted to get up and help as he saw the Elderly fall beside him, but it was too late, everything happened too slow.
At this mont, a hand gently reached out from thin air, grabbing the Elderly’s body, placing him gently on the ground.
Everyone stood in confusion, watching all this happen, gazing at the frozen Comoros, it happened so fast, too fast for them to even react.
And at this mont, the figure who caught the Elderly turned his gaze towards him, softly asked,
“Old man, is there a spring nearby called the Fountain of Youth?”
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