Void Darkness blazed with light at this moment.
Below lay the rebuilt Netherworld. Though it still bore some damage, it had largely resumed operation. Above stood the towering Heavenly Palace.
Between them, because Si Sui had refined a physical body for himself once more, the Wild Continent lost its transcendent nature and fell from its once lofty, unattainable state, crashing heavily into the vast Light Sea. Wave after wave surged forth, rippling endlessly through the boundless Void Darkness.
Lu Yang, Dao Tianqi, and Si Sui emerged from within.
Almost simultaneously, the River of Time flowed slowly before them, and Chu Sheng stepped out from the past, present, and future alike.
The three phantoms merged into one in an instant.
After fifty years of recuperation, he had finally adjusted his condition. He had barely returned to the strength he possessed before the Wild Continent was opened, when he had fought Si Sui.
Yet compared to back then, Si Sui now had Lu Yang and Dao Tianqi as helpers, while he was still alone. Sword Lord had fallen. Though the surviving Cang Hao and Wan Fa had pieced together a Dao Lord through fusion, they might not help him. They might even kick him while he was down.
At that thought, Chu Sheng's gaze shifted slightly.
"Three fellow Daoists."
His calm voice rang out. "If we fight to the death, it will likely end with the snipe and clam battling while the fisherman profits. Since that is the case, why not kill the third party first?"
"Cang Hao and Wan Fa have yet to appear. Clearly, they have other plans."
"We must guard against them."
Before Chu Sheng had finished speaking, the tranquil Light Sea suddenly churned. A vast, hazy radiance spread over, and another figure stepped out.
Cang Hao.
More precisely,