"It’s like being in the Realm of Eternal Silence!"
"To emulate the creation of the Void Realm with a non-saintly body. The strength of all you esteed figures is indeed extraordinary!" Xing Fu couldn’t help but exclaim.
Of course, what the Pocket Divine Technique does is only sowhat similar.
The rate at which the foundation of Xing Fu’s existence fades cannot be compared to actually being in the Realm of Eternal Silence.
Therefore, he wasn’t worried about his safety at all and kept his eyes fixed on the changes in the scene.
Once the pocket was ford, the Mountain Sea Path didn’t notice in the slightest that it was a trap.
It was simply attracted by the nearly "similar" aura within it.
It descended as planned.
Like a big wind, it blew up from the void.
The pocket instantly inflated a thousandfold.
It expanded beyond Xing Fu’s perception range in a mont.
And it seed to be endlessly filling up.
"Dao Yan usurps the root of the mountain and sea, the key to the decline of the mountain and sea."
"Root of Heaven and Earth, nurturing all life."
"This is the Mystic Mother Dao!"
At this mont, a slightly excited voice from the Inscription Dao Immortal faintly ca through.
"Ladies and gentlen, since the Dao has been caught in the net, it’s ti for each to show their skills."
"The Heavenly Bag can only be sustained for a limited ti. Whether we can subdue it before it shatters depends on our creation!"
Waves of energy ca from everywhere in the Heavenly Dao.
It seed to be the response from the esteed figures.
Yet the captured Mountain Sea Path paid no heed to the exchanges of these figures.
Like a hurricane, it kept charging left and right in the bag.
Trying to find its "kind".
In the Heavenly Bag, endless shadows seed to surge in secret.
That was the esteed figures attempting to sense and capture the Mountain Sea Path.
But the Mountain Sea Path, intangible and shapeless.
Even knowing it’s within at this mont, truly touching it remains as difficult as ascending to heaven.
No one knew how long had passed, and still no change occurred.
Though the Heavenly Bag was a Divine Technique exerted by the combined efforts of eight esteed figures, it had not reached the role of a Saint.
Though it could contain the Mountain Sea Path for a ti, it could not bind it forever.
The Mystic Mother Dao, after searching for so long without success, seed a bit impatient.
Forsaking the pursuit and search ga, it turned to withdraw.
And at that mont, the Heavenly Bag had already been stretched to its limit.
The yellow gemstone lines as its tendons were twisted to their utmost. The Inscription Dao scroll could not sustain it anymore.
The entire Heavenly Bag, struck by the Mystic Mother Dao, was about to turn to flying ashes.
At this mont, all the pressure inexplicably dissipated in an instant.
Without the agitation of external force, the Heavenly Bag that had expanded to its limit imdiately contracted inward. In a breath, it returned to normal size.
The eight esteed figures revealed their forms sowhat awkwardly from the Inscription Dao scroll.
Surveying their surroundings in utter bewildernt.
"What... just happened?"
"Where is the Mystic Mother Dao?"
After examining each other, confirming that none among them succeeded in capturing it.
They instinctively scanned their surroundings.
Thus, a figure fell into their vision.
Initially, in their eyes, this figure was just a mundane ant.
But with every second in view, the figure swelled a thousandfold. Just like the Heavenly Bag previously.
In no ti, it stood towering, resembling mountain and sea.
Exceeding the range they could "see"!
"Ah!"
A painful sting to their eyes, in cries of agony, the Inscription Dao Immortal and others were forced to look away.
In their hearts, a sense of shock beyond words.
"Is this... sanctification?"
They, of course, recognized that figure.
It was none other than the arriving Xing Fu, willing to sit solitary for countless years for the grand cause of fantasy.
Just that, even though they long knew that the return of the Mountain Sea Path had nothing to do with strength. It all relied on one’s opportunity and creation.
Yet, at that mont, witnessing the long-pursued Mountain Sea Path being taken by a junior.
There was a brief mont of imbalance in their hearts.
And naturally, the thought of seizing it erged.
Not a thought from their mind, but a cultivator’s instinct, upon seeing the Mountain Sea Path changing hands, naturally born reaction.
Soon enough, the eight esteed figures recovered from that mont of disorientation.
"Haha, truly unexpected. That it would be occupied by him."
"Ti, destiny, and fortune. It’s not a cri of combat." Among the eight, the reticent middle-aged figure finally spoke. Letting out a long breath, shaking his head helplessly.
"However, has he truly beco sanctified? Why do I feel..." Sheng Shi tightly focused on Xing Fu, frowning slightly.
The Inscription Dao Immortal shook his head, "Proving the Dao to beco a Saint is not so easy. Although he currently has the Mystic Mother Dao upon him, to completely control it would not be an easy task."
"And the reason we mistakenly thought he beca a Saint was because, at that sudden mont, what we saw wasn’t him, but because of the Mystic Mother Dao. Compared to the Mountain Sea Path, his own strength cultivation base is almost negligible. Effectively leading to misjudgnt."
"Indeed, looking now, that oppressive feeling is slowly vanishing." Jin Xiao agreed.
The white-haired young man chuckled lightly, "Overall, it’s a good thing, with the Mountain Sea Path left behind. This person was invited by Inscription Dao, and having stayed so long in the Realm of Life and Death, he’s known well enough."
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And at that mont, the Heavenly Bag had already been stretched to its limit.
The yellow gemstone lines as its tendons were twisted to their utmost. The Inscription Dao scroll could not sustain it anymore.
The entire Heavenly Bag, struck by the Mystic Mother Dao, was about to turn to flying ashes.
At this mont, all the pressure inexplicably dissipated in an instant.
Without the agitation of external force, the Heavenly Bag that had expanded to its limit imdiately contracted inward. In a breath, it returned to normal size.
The eight esteed figures revealed their forms sowhat awkwardly from the Inscription Dao scroll.
Surveying their surroundings in utter bewildernt.
"What... just happened?"
"Where is the Mystic Mother Dao?"
After examining each other, confirming that none among them succeeded in capturing it.
They instinctively scanned their surroundings.
Thus, a figure fell into their vision.
Initially, in their eyes, this figure was just a mundane ant.
But with every second in view, the figure swelled a thousandfold. Just like the Heavenly Bag previously.
In no ti, it stood towering, resembling mountain and sea.
Exceeding the range they could "see"!
"Ah!"
A painful sting to their eyes, in cries of agony, the Inscription Dao Immortal and others were forced to look away.
In their hearts, a sense of shock beyond words.
"Is this... sanctification?"
They, of course, recognized that figure.
It was none other than the arriving Xing Fu, willing to sit solitary for countless years for the grand cause of fantasy.
Just that, even though they long knew that the return of the Mountain Sea Path had nothing to do with strength. It all relied on one’s opportunity and creation.
Yet, at that mont, witnessing the long-pursued Mountain Sea Path being taken by a junior.
There was a brief mont of imbalance in their hearts.
And naturally, the thought of seizing it erged.
Not a thought from their mind, but a cultivator’s instinct, upon seeing the Mountain Sea Path changing hands, naturally born reaction.
Soon enough, the eight esteed figures recovered from that mont of disorientation.
"Haha, truly unexpected. That it would be occupied by him."
"Ti, destiny, and fortune. It’s not a cri of combat." Among the eight, the reticent middle-aged figure finally spoke. Letting out a long breath, shaking his head helplessly.
"However, has he truly beco sanctified? Why do I feel..." Sheng Shi tightly focused on Xing Fu, frowning slightly.
The Inscription Dao Immortal shook his head, "Proving the Dao to beco a Saint is not so easy. Although he currently has the Mystic Mother Dao upon him, to completely control it would not be an easy task."
"And the reason we mistakenly thought he beca a Saint was because, at that sudden mont, what we saw wasn’t him, but because of the Mystic Mother Dao. Compared to the Mountain Sea Path, his own strength cultivation base is almost negligible. Effectively leading to misjudgnt."
"Indeed, looking now, that oppressive feeling is slowly vanishing." Jin Xiao agreed.
The white-haired young man chuckled lightly, "Overall, it’s a good thing, with the Mountain Sea Path left behind. This person was invited by Inscription Dao, and having stayed so long in the Realm of Life and Death, he’s known well enough."
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