Yang Jian... Yang Jian?
Zhu Xiong was montarily stunned, and so were the other Spiritual Realm masters. In their world, there were legends and myths, although they did not know if this world had its own mythologies. However, the na Yang Jian was not one to be carelessly used, as it truly was a divine title.
So had they encountered a deity as soon as they crossed over?
That was simply ridiculous.
In a world where the cosmic energy density was only a tenth of their own, even if cultivators existed, such a world could not nurture a deity because shallow waters do not produce a True Dragon. Whether it was evolution of cultivators or even the legendary Immortal Cultivation, both required the support of cosmic energy.
Therefore, Zhu Xiong did not believe a word the person in front of him said. He replied coldly, "You say you are a deity? There’s no deity that wanders around with a Coke in hand. It doesn’t matter what your na is, but from your words, I can tell you know Li Yi... So did that guy spill the beans about the Cross-borders to you?"
"No, you misunderstand. I’m not well acquainted with Li Yi, nor have I gleaned any information from him. His appearance is rely a part of fate, and this was the best outco I chose. Your arrival here is an anomaly, and anomalies often signify disaster. I cannot allow that to happen, so you have two choices."
Yang Jian’s tone remained calm and detached, embodying a transcendental divinity, "First, I can send you back. I have always been quite tolerant of ordinary people."
"Send us back? That’s quite bold of you. The gate to cross borders is already closed, and you think you can send us back? Do you really think you’re a deity?" one of the Spiritual Realm cultivators couldn’t help but scoff.
The intensity of cosmic energy in this world was low, making opening a gate to cross borders nearly impossible here.
The others furrowed their brows, pondering the truth of this man’s words.
Zhu Xiong remained cautious, "You’re right that it’ll take at least a month before the Cross-border Gate can be opened. Even if we want to leave, we can’t. We must remain in this world for a month until the next gate opens. Yang Jian, let’s do this. Given that you know Li Yi, we are not enemies. As long as you keep this a secret, we can pretend nothing happened."
He couldn’t fathom the true capabilities of the person before him and, being new to this world, was unaware of its cultivators’ strengths and depths, so he chose a more cautious approach.
Yet, Yang Jian did not respond. He continued evenly, "The second choice is for you to co back with to my place. It’s quite spacious and just happens to need so cleaners. Given your robust physique, you’d be excellent sweepers. Don’t worry, I will pay you a salary and even contribute to your pension and insurance, ensuring you live worry-free forever."
"So, you want to imprison us?" said Zhu Xiong, "We won’t agree to that."
"Can’t you reconsider? I think I am quite sincere," Yang Jian responded.
"We can talk, but only if you really are a deity, then I have nothing to say. Whatever you ask of us then, we’ll do," Zhu Xiong said. If this Yang Jian truly was a deity, then besides yielding, he had no other choice.
But if not, he was also not averse to testing the ttle of the man before him to see what skills made him so bold.
Yang Jian’s smile remained mild as he said, "Sotis, I really envy you. At least you have options. I’ve never had a choice, not before... and not now."
As he spoke, a crack appeared on his forehead. As the crack slowly widened, an intensely bright golden light that could not be hidden shone forth, as if piercing the heavens, illuminating everything before it. At the source of the golden light, there was an eye that seed to survey everything.
"Heavenly Eye?"
In an instant, Zhu Xiong’s hair stood on end and shock crossed his face. Before he could react, everything before him was enveloped in golden light.
At that mont, all fell silent.
The surroundings seed influenced by an irresistible force placing them in a different world.
At that instant, their Spiritual Senses were frantically issuing warnings. Signals of impending death perated every sense, causing his heart to beat violently as if he were a tightly drawn string that could snap at any mont.
The sensation was unbearable.
Even Zhu Xiong, a mighty warrior of the Soul Realm, couldn’t help but involuntarily take a step back.
Yet this retreat made him abruptly realize that ripples were emanating from beneath his feet, as if he were on a golden ocean, not the road he had been standing on monts before.
What was happening here?
Changing heaven and earth?
It wasn’t just him; the other five Spiritual Realm masters were also panicking at this mont, having never encountered such a situation before. They couldn’t comprehend why, without sensing any energy fluctuations, their surroundings had instantly changed, a capability far beyond their understanding.
Could it be... that the man before them really was a deity?
Yet, no one would answer their questions.
Because the next mont, this Yang Jian was walking towards them from a distance.
Although they felt no threat, their unease magnified infinitely, making them instinctively want to flee.
"Don’t move."
Yang Jian’s voice echoed through the heavens once more.
Subsequently, everyone was terrified to discover that their bodies had lost all sensation, truly unable to continue any action, each person stuck in place like a statue, and it wasn’t just the cultivators in the Spiritual Realm who were affected, even Zhu Xiong, the team leader, found himself unable to move.
"How could this be? Why can’t I move my body?"
At this mont, they could only move their eyes, exchanging glances with each other, but all they could see was the fear in each other’s eyes.
"I’m quite interested in the secrets you carry on you, cross-border? Quite interesting indeed," Yang Jian had already arrived beside Zhu Xiong.
Although Zhu Xiong found he couldn’t move his body, he could still move his eyes and speak, and he hastily said, "If you want to understand about crossing borders, I can tell you."
"No need, it’s too troubleso to ask you, I’ll simply browse your mories directly. After all, Earth Prisoners are born evil, their words are as credible as farts," Yang Jian said, and in the next mont, the shadows at his feet began to spread.
"Directly browse our mories? Wait, this person’s shadow...there’s sothing very wrong with it."
Zhu Xiong noticed this detail, his eyes filled with both shock and fear, but soon he felt a chilling presence invading his immobilized body, though the sensation ca quickly and faded just as fast, disappearing in a re mont.
"I see, you’re called Zhu Xiong, the leader of this cross-border team... Cosmic energy, cultivation, evolution... Spirit dium, inspiration, Spiritual Sense, I never expected you’d also be a strong person in the Soul Realm... Is the energy field of this mysterious object the key to crossing borders? Distorting wormholes, opening the grand gates of space and ti, so this is the principle."
Yang Jian slightly lowered his head, as if recalling sothing.
Hearing the murmur of the person before him, Zhu Xiong was utterly horrified. Could it be that his mories had been stolen in just that brief mont?
You’ve got to be kidding, that’s just too preposterous.
The others were not foolish either, also realizing what had just happened, but they were powerless to resist, unable to break free from their bonds despite being cultivators in the Spiritual Realm, and could only stand rooted to the spot, watching it all unfold before their eyes.
A mont later.
Yang Jian suddenly smiled again, but this ti his smile seed tinged with a hint of pleasure, "From your mories, I have seen a brand new path, it’s been countless years, in these dull and boring years, there has been little to pique my interest, but you have managed to do it."
"What the fate of this world will beco, I am now sowhat looking forward to it."
As he spoke, he turned and walked a few steps forward, then stretched out his hand, and a weapon, bizarre in design, neither knife nor spear, seed to materialize out of nowhere in his grip.
Then he raised the weapon, closing his eyes.
No one knew what this person nad Yang Jian was going to do, but that weapon, along with the golden vertical mark on his forehead, inevitably made one think of Yang Jian, the deity from mythology.
Could it be they had encountered the real deal?
An absurd guess surfaced in their minds at this mont.
Yet, the reality of what unfolded brought their thoughts back.
Yang Jian’s previously closed eyes suddenly snapped open, then cosmic energy frantically surged toward the spear, and in just a few seconds, a dazzlingly sharp light instantaneously ford, resembling a mysterious object, radiating an astonishing energy field, even from afar, the sharpness felt like it could slice and tear one’s flesh.
"This guy is manipulating cosmic energy, gathering so much cosmic energy together without dispersing or exploding, how is he doing this?" Zhu Xiong spotted the clue, but his eyes only held curiosity and puzzlent.
"Open!"
However, what responded to him was a voice echoing like one that splits heaven and earth.
Yang Jian, holding the spear and gathering cosmic energy, rely waved forward, the space before him distorted, a wormhole opened, and the gate to cross borders miraculously appeared before them.
Through that gate, everyone could vaguely see a world plagued with disasters, cities in ruins.
That was precisely their world of Sky Tipping.
"Captain, he has opened the Cross-border Gate," a cultivator from the Spiritual Realm shouted in shock.
"I... see it," Zhu Xiong felt an inexplicable chill erging from within, shooting up to his brain.
The chill seed to clear his mind considerably.
Utilizing the cosmic energy of this world single-handedly and effortlessly gathering it to forcibly open the gate to cross borders, this being could no longer be considered human.
The person before them might indeed be Yang Jian.
It seed he had inadvertently encountered a formidable existence.
But why would a deity reside in such a mundane world?
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