Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 1265 - 1265 493 Pioneering Hope Stepping Through

Chapter 1265: Chapter 493: Pioneering Hope, Stepping Through Ti and Leaving_3 Chapter 1265: Chapter 493: Pioneering Hope, Stepping Through Ti and Leaving_3 “We bid farewell to His Excellency, Lord of Thunder and Flas, as he departs. We shall conscientiously follow Your Majesty’s teachings, strive in our cultivation, and set out on the expedition path once again at the earliest, in pursuit of the ancients.”

Reg Brown was sowhat baffled, “Teacher Jordan, why did you call Mr. Clark ‘Your Majesty’?”

Teacher Jordan, kneeling on the ground, solemnly nodded: “Indeed, Your Majesty. Although Mr. Clark has no official status, he must be one of the kings from our ancient Human Race.”

“The rules of Doomsday in this world are strict. Ten thousand years ago, even Boris, the General of War at his peak of the tenth tier, could not break free from the world’s suppression, which shows how terrifying this world’s suppression is.”

“Yet today, Mr. Clark directly withstood the Will of the world and even tore apart the world, indicating that his strength exceeds that of Boris, the leading War General of ancient tis, and belongs to the Monarch level.”

“Eh… Teacher Jordan, how do you know all this?” The people around were suddenly sowhat confused, feeling as if they were listening to sothing beyond their understanding.

Ten thousand years have passed, and everything ancient has beco fragnted legends in the Lost World.

Although with the outbreak of Doomsday, everyone knew those legends must be true, no one knew the more detailed information from ten thousand years ago, including the identities of those powerful beings.

Gazing at the pathway emitting White mist in the sky, Teacher Jordan’s eyes revealed complexity as he slowly said, “Because I am descended from one of the branches of the Tianluo family, carrying the bloodline of the General of War, Boris.”

“However, with ten thousand years gone by, the once glory has dissipated in the wars. Unable to cultivate, my family’s complete Inheritance has long been severed.”

Gulp! Reg Brown swallowed, sowhat astonished: “I never expected you to have such a significant background, Teacher Jordan.”

Teacher Jordan smiled bitterly, “What background? I am rely an ordinary university professor, and under the eruption of Doomsday, my cultivation talent isn’t even as good as yours, a disgrace to my ancestors.”

As he stood up, Teacher Jordan looked sternly at everyone, “Now, as the Spiritual Qi from the Vast World pours into this world, the path to cultivation has opened, and this world will undergo a transformation.”

“Especially you, Sara, and Sherry, you two who have received the Cultivation thods bestowed by His Excellency. You must cultivate even harder to not disappoint His Excellency’s expectations.”

“Perhaps, the hope for the human race in this world to once again set out on the expedition lies with you.”

Sara Williams nodded slowly, “We understand, Teacher Jordan.” Saying this, Sara Williams looked up, her eyes resolutely fixed on the dark pathway in the sky.

Jack Clark’s visit was brief, but his appearance brought hope to this world.

And his departure, even more shocking to Sara Williams and the others, is followed days later by the ergence of a majestic statue on the remaining section of Cavapod Holy Mountain.

Three-faced and six-ard, surrounded by Thunder, with flas burning, the statue stood proudly above the Firmant.

“Zzzt!! This is Cavapod Holy Mountain. We have deciphered the thod to save the world and are now summoning all of the human survivors to convene.”

“Zzzt!! This is Cavapod Holy Mountain. An Ancient Monarch King descended here three days ago, opening a pathway of hope and reestablishing the path of cultivation…”

Transmitted by so still-operating signal towers, the signals sent from Cavapod spread throughout the central continent, stirring life into radios that had been silent for two years in many Survivor Bases.

The ssages from the radios excited, shocked, and puzzled everyone.

In this world of despair, even a glimr of hope was enough to drive people mad, let alone the descent of an Ancient Monarch King, promising to save the world.

Soon, so smaller Survivor Bases began to migrate, disregarding danger, and set out with a pilgrimage-like fervor.

A few larger Survivor Bases with Eighth-tier powerhouses in charge sent elite squads to Cavapod Holy Mountain to investigate the veracity of these claims.

The current strongest survivors in this world were of the Eighth Tier, which was stronger than Sara Williams who had just broken through to the Sixth Tier.

However, having mastered powers comparable to those of an Ordinary Mythical-level Powerhouse with the vine, Sara Williams did not worry about those surviving strong n daring to do anything, and thus announced the anomaly of Cavapod to the entire world.

The pathway of hope opened by Jack Clark belonged not just to them or any one person but to everyone from the Lost World.

……

Boom!

In the silver, endless flowing Ti Chaos, Jack Clark spun like a leaf in the storm, unable to find any direction.

However, compared to being swept into the Ti Chaos earlier, Jack Clark had a modicum of ‘retaliatory power’ this ti.

Behind him, a silver circle of reincarnation slowly turned, and the intangible Ti Power that it emitted took the form of a pair of grand silver wings, shielding him from the ravaging temporal forces around him.

Though the primary function of the Ti Reincarnation Mystic Power was to gather the Mark of Ti and unify it into reincarnation, Jack Clark had also grasped a bit of the Power of Ti, aside from the marks.

But under the Ti Storm, this bit of strength was ineffectual, rely allowing him to barely protect himself.

It didn’t matter, though. At worst, he’d be swept into another space-ti.

Once the Eye of Prison on his forehead was unsealed, he would be able to use the Hell Coordinate to jump back at any ti, although the price might be quite steep.

Roar!

Just then, a robust Dragon Roar exploded through the Ti Chaos. Subsequently, ti trembled in the distance as a three-thousand-ter-long White Giant Dragon appeared.

Atop this White Giant Dragon, standing firm in the river of ti, silver Radiance flowed, and with its double wings fiercely spread, it looked both majestic and magnificent.

“Roar! Human, do not resist, I will bring you out,” the Ti Dragon bellowed, its silver wings sparkling, and hundreds of Dragon Scales bursting to emanate dazzling silver light.

Under the invisible spread of this silver Radiance, everything ca to a standstill—it was the Law Talent of Ti Stop controlled by this Ti Dragon.

With the talent touching the essence of the Ti Rule, even the violent Ti Chaos paused for a mont.

However, this region’s Ti Chaos only halted for a thousandth of an instant before roaring back to life, sweeping everything along as countless world phantoms flashed within the river.

As for Jack Clark, he had already vanished from sight.

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