Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 1600 - 1600 600 Time Corridor Re-Stamping the Mark2

Chapter 1600: Chapter 600 Ti Corridor, Re-Stamping the Mark_2 Chapter 1600: Chapter 600 Ti Corridor, Re-Stamping the Mark_2 “`

Buzz!

Circles of white light waves rippled out across the mountainside, where they passed, smoke and dust dispersed, and space cald down. An eroded stone gate slowly erged in the Void.

The gate was less than a kiloter tall, far smaller than those grand buildings that easily reached tens of thousands of ters. On the left and right sides of the gate, images of beings from different races were carved.

These alien figures had double wings on their backs, their forms blurred as they kneeled on one knee.

One of them held a fragnt of a stone slab in its hands, while the other’s hands were empty.

Mysterious patterns surrounded the two aliens, faintly exuding the force of ti, distorting space-ti. It seed as though they stood there, yet they were not within this space-ti.

“Actually involves the power of ti,” Jack Clark’s eyes imdiately revealed a look of interest.

Originally, he had only co to deal with the Evil God Grayson. As for the relic, rumored to be not very large, it was optional; even if there were any Heaven and Earth Treasures, they would have already been refined by Grayson.

Buzz! A fragnt of a stone slab appeared in Jack Clark’s hand, trembling slightly. The residual strength activated, emitting a faint ripple that resonated with the gray gate.

Instantly the entire gate vibrated, the surrounding ti emitting ripples of invisible waves that enveloped Jack Clark or, more accurately, the stone slab in his hand.

Without Jack attempting to prevent it, the stone slab flew out of his hand and directly fell into the hands of the alien etched onto the gate pattern, the one with empty hands.

Boom!

The gate opened thunderously, revealing three straight and broad white pathways, enshrouded in a white mist so dense that even Jack could not see far.

Feeling confident in his strength and possessing the Hell Coordinates, Jack did not hesitate. He flashed through the gate and entered the relic.

As soon as Jack stepped into the relic, he felt the world around him turn upside down. He had been aiming for the middle pathway but found himself on the left instead, and the other two pathways vanished.

“This alien seems to be quite skilled with ti and space, but my visit this ti is not for exploration.” Standing in a corridor filled with white fog, a world-shaking strength exploded from Jack Clark.

Boom! Dazzling golden-white lightning burst forth from him, the Heaven and Earth trembling in an instant.

Under that golden-white lightning, manifestation of Supre Power Rules, the entire corridor started to shake and collapse, the surrounding mists being eradicated.

At that mont, it felt as if the world was ending, and with each step that Jack took, wrapped in golden-white lightning, the surrounding pathways collapsed and exploded.

Including the ti-space constraints left by the ancient aliens, various dangerous chanisms did not even have the chance to be activated before being destroyed by the sweeping golden-white lightning.

With absolute strength, he destroyed everything in his path; Jack quickly traversed the corridor and entered into a majestic stone palace thousands of ters high.

However, the vast stone palace contained nothing but so simple murals.

Boom!

An even more overbearing golden-white burst forth from the center of Jack Clark, containing the power to destroy heaven and earth, completely demolishing the stone palace and casting it into the Void.

Within a dark Void filled with intense space-ti power, entrances to two pathways appeared on the left and right.

“Nothing.”

“Still nothing…”

Jack stomped through like a Giant Beast destroying everything, moving along corridors made of white jade-like stone, and entering palace after palace.

Whether it was because the relic had been explored many tis or because the aliens who left it were poor, Jack found not a single ‘pickup’.

In the half-collapsed broken stone palace, the towering figure of Evil God Grayson sat cross-legged, his body faintly exuding the mighty pressure of Heavenly King level.

In the distance from Grayson, beyond the crumbling stone wall was nothing but void and darkness, save for a massive white vortex that rotated slowly, sending out ripples of white light.

As these ripples spread, ti twisted around them, enveloping a great portion of the palace. Bizarre images intermittently appeared.

Like a gigantic head with an enormous body, yet only one-hundredth in size, akin to puppet dolls, or a world where heaven and earth were desolate, all life extinct, drifting in white ashes.

This sight made Grayson, sitting in the corner, extrely grim.

Because those white ripples in front of him were terrifying.

After his breakthrough to Heavenly King level, he had cut off an arm and reached out to test the waters. The mont his arm touched the ripples, it lost contact with him and turned into black ash.

It was as if it had decayed for ten thousand years in an instant.

This caused Grayson’s mood to darken considerably. Although he had succeeded in obtaining the power of inheritance and had his breakthrough to Heavenly King level within the relic, he was also trapped here.

He felt that only when the day ca that he broke through to Supre, to contend with the Rule’s power, would he have a slight hope of escape.

That was, if he were at the edge of the vortex’s ripples, where the ti ripples were not strong.

But the question was, could he wait that long?

This space-ti vortex, recorded in the alien inheritance, was incredibly terrible, having destroyed an entire civilization. It only subsided after the concentrated efforts of an entire tribe to suppress and seal it.

Now, as he had taken the Inheritance item, the space-ti vortex reappeared, inevitably expanding to engulf this world, pulling everything into a distorted, absurd temporal corridor.

Just then, Grayson’s gaze suddenly paused, turning towards the direction of the great hall’s right side, where the white misty corridor seed to be echoing so sound.

“A ‘Person’ has entered the relic? Purgatory Demon God.” Thinking this, a hint of hope shone in Grayson’s eyes.

He had almost exhausted the Divine Strength accumulated over the years, linking up with Blue Star’s sacrificial rites and the Purgatory Empire through his faith, managing to make a deal narrowly.

As for why it involved Blue Star’s ritual sacrifice, it was naturally because all the cultists from the mythical world of Giant God Sect had perished.

At this mont, an even louder roar ca, the Void itself trembling.

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