At present, among the top ten on the Wind and Cloud Stele, only the Heavenly Mandate Sacred Sect's third core disciple, Ming Xueyan, remained.
If even she fell, the losses this time would be extremely severe.
As long as one person entered the top ten, even if Ming Guiyuan and Fate Devouring Soul fell, the sect could still bear the loss.
But if no one made the list, the losses would be incalculable.
Meanwhile, the Sacred Emperors of the Creation God Palace were also shocked and delighted by Wuji's progress.
It seemed that Wuji had most likely reached the Eighth Heaven of the Saint King Realm. Otherwise, he could never have killed Ming Guiyuan.
The Creation God Palace had actually produced such a peerless genius as well.
While searching the Mysterious Realm World for Ming Guiyuan's treasures, Wuji unexpectedly discovered an item of unknown grade that radiated a dense aura of soul energy.
It was a silver gate of light dozens of zhang tall, and the Dao of Soul upon it was exceedingly profound.
After refining it only slightly, Wuji's Dao of Soul advanced another step.
This Soul Gate is quite interesting. As long as I separate a portion of my soul and send it into the world within, I can quickly comprehend the Dao of Soul. Wuji was secretly delighted. I thought it would take at least a hundred million years to comprehend it to perfection and completely fuse with it. Now it seems that process can be greatly shortened.
Thus, he immediately took action. After setting up a top-tier offensive and defensive grand formation around himself, he sat cross-legged before the light gate and separated a thread of his primordial spirit, following the instructions to enter it.
The world within the Soul Gate was as vast as grains