83: Chapter 83 We're surrounded...

In the deepest part of the Primeval Desolate Realm, there is a bottomless giant crack.

Aside from the bottomless pit emitting a faint, terrifying aura, there isn't even a single demonic beast within a radius of hundreds of kilometers...

Lead-gray clouds press against the horizon, and the earth has split open into a hideous giant fissure stretching for several miles.

Looking down, the rocks at the edge of the giant fissure have long been eroded pitch-black by the miasma escaping from the abyss. The surface is covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and stepping on them causes fine stone chips to rustle and fall, revealing the dark red, blood-like rock layers beneath.

Thick white toxic mist continuously surges from the gap. Distorted lights and shadows churn within the haze, sometimes transforming into shrill human faces, sometimes condensing into demonic beast claw marks. Approaching it, one can hear faint, strange wails coming from the mist, as if they were the laments of the remnant souls of those who wandered in by mistake...

The entire fissure emits a bizarrely terrifying aura and a strong stench...

Wind howls up from the bottom of the fissure, carrying a metallic, rust-like scent of blood and the stench of decaying matter...

Countless withered bones are embedded in the fissure walls—human, demonic beast—and dark purple moss grows in the gaps between the bones, secreting a sticky fluid...

This is the ultimate forbidden land of the Tianxuan Continent!

Deep within the giant fissure, a stone door glowing with a faint green luster is vaguely visible.

The stone door is covered with carved, distorted runes that flicker in the mist...

A voice completely out of place with the gloomy atmosphere rings out from within the stone door, echoing wantonly in the empty abyss...

"Lord Divine Envoy, the compass shows that the Berserk Art in the Extreme Cold Land has also failed..."

Inside the door, a middle-aged man dressed in the black robes of the Blood Cult is staring at the bronze compass in his hand with a look of shock...

Behind him are over a hundred figures in black robes—strikingly, the rest of the Blood Cult members!

Their gazes all turn toward the long-haired man in plain clothes currently sitting on a stone platform.

The expression on the man's face doesn't change noticeably; he continues to comb his smooth long hair and says indifferently, "It matters not."

The Berserk Art was a secret technique he had released in several major lands of death long ago...

Not long ago, he had remotely activated it and observed the movements of several Beast Sovereigns through the compass. Failure meant that the Beast Sovereigns were already dead...

It seems some countries have already realized the existence of the Kaiyang Divine Territory and have taken countermeasures, but...

This cannot change the final outcome of Tianxuan; it can only be considered a deathbed struggle.

Because Qiu Rongzi has been planning this game for ten years!

A full ten years!

From tearing through a spatial wormhole in the Tianchu Continent and crossing the Sea of Nothingness through a narrow escape to reach the Tianxuan Continent...

Then, after recovering from his injuries, going to Sakura Sun to establish the Blood Cult, and then continuously searching for the transport tunnels of the Starry Sky Rift until today—it has been over ten years!

In these ten years, he has done too many things and achieved too many things...

He turns to look into the darkness deep within...

There is no longer any intense movement inside.

This indicates that the Master's spirit beast has almost finished absorbing the demon core of the Ming Marsh Thunder Dragon, the strongest overlord of Tianxuan...

Originally, he wanted to use several other overlords to cause a commotion and draw some attention away from the Nether Prison Dragon, but now it seems unnecessary...

After refining the demon core of this Peak Saint Spirit Grade Demonic Beast, the Master's Nether Prison Dragon will completely advance to become a Totem Divine Beast after leaving this spirit-sparse land of Tianxuan and returning to the Tianchu Continent!

The Nether Prison Dragon was brought over by him earlier through a spatial crack on the Starry Sky Plank Road. When it first arrived, it had just entered the Saint Spirit Level, and now it has reached the strength of a Quasi-Totem...

The Nether Prison Dragon's speed through space is extremely fast. Its arrival means that the Master will soon arrive on the Tianxuan Continent as well...

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual energy of the Tianxuan Continent was too thin and he had been severely injured while crossing the Sea of Nothingness, causing Qiu Rongzi's realm to drop from the tenth turn to the middle of the Ninth Revolution, he would have soloed the entire Tianxuan long ago...

As long as they occupy this place and become the lord of this continent before the Tianxuan Continent enters the Kaiyang Divine Territory, they will have permanent ownership of this continent. This will not change even after the continent completely borders the Kaiyang Divine Territory in the future...

As long as the Master can arrive here, this Tianxuan Continent will be in the palm of his hand!

Because the Master is a God Realm powerhouse!

God Realm—professions other than the God of Spirit Beasts must reach the tenth turn and obtain Divine Wish Power to reach this realm!

As the God of Spirit Beasts, the Master, who possesses two Totem-grade Spirit Beasts plus Divine Wish Power...

Is even much stronger than an average god!

Even among the dozens of continents in the vast Kaiyang Divine Territory, he can be called a mid-level god...

Even if the restrictions of Tianxuan cause a drop in realm, the Master's spirit beasts will never drop below the Totem Grade at the very least; they will be a Low-rank Totem!

A Totem-grade Spirit Beast is simply a crushing force on this Tianxuan Continent!

While reclaiming a Second-Tier Continent for the Master, he also helped him obtain a third Totem-grade Spirit Beast. Perhaps in the future, if the Master is happy, he will reward him with a First-Tier Continent...

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Qiu Rongzi's face.

His whole body twisted excitedly on the stone platform, leaving the surrounding Blood Cult members completely bewildered. However, due to their status, they couldn't speak up to remind him. Now that the Pope was dead, following the Lord Divine Envoy was their last resort...

...

The stone platform suddenly began to vibrate inexplicably. At first, Qiu Rongzi thought it was caused by his own excessive dancing.

But after careful thought, he realized something was wrong. This stone platform was carved directly from the earth's crust; it was impossible for it to move. He looked at everyone in confusion...

"Lord Divine Envoy... it seems to be a disturbance from outside..." a Blood Cult member pointed at the stone door and said in surprise.

Qiu Rongzi glanced at the stone door in confusion, then glared at the man and cursed, "Then why aren't you getting the hell out there to check!"

Hearing this, dozens of Blood Cult members instantly scrambled to push open the stone door...

Meanwhile, Qiu Rongzi calmed down, his gaze still fixed on the depths of the darkness...

This disturbance now was nothing more than the final incompetent rage of the various nations of Tianxuan.

No matter how they struggled, with him, a mid-stage Ninth Revolution expert plus a Quasi-Totem, presiding over the situation, no accidents could happen. Even if he couldn't win, he only needed to stall for time and wait for the Master...

Thinking of this, Qiu Rongzi's heart suddenly became peaceful, and he gently closed his eyes...

Immediately after, a young face suddenly rushed into his mind, scaring him so much that his sturdy body jolted and he snapped his eyes open.

He suddenly felt his heart start pounding wildly, unable to slow down, and at the same time, his eyelids began to twitch inappropriately.

His expression became grave. As a Ninth Revolution Astrologer with the perception of a tenth turn, he knew very well what such a reaction from his body meant...

An Ill Omen!

A Bloody Disaster!

Just then, the stone door was also pushed open violently. A group of Blood Cult members scrambled inside. The entire space was filled with a burnt smell. The people who entered were all covered in burns, and the intense pain made them grimace. Some even rolled on the ground. The other members who hadn't gone out looked on with expressions of extreme terror.

A member whose burns were not too severe trembled like a sieve and screamed:

"Lord... Divine Envoy... we seem to be surrounded!"