"That place has been infected by corrupted aura, right? How long can it hold out?" I, too, vaguely sensed that something was wrong. After ascending to the Ninth Heaven, the Ancestral Dragon Deity should have been able to find me through its own abilities, but it hadn't. Clearly, something had delayed it—or it had been entangled by something. What I needed to do now was figure out how to save it!
"According to our calculations, if it doesn't come into contact with innate corrupted aura, it probably won't be polluted for several years. But that's assuming it isn't attacked by some other terrifying existence. After all, besides the black beasts, there are also terrifying divine creatures like Kunpeng." Zhao Qian said.
"I'll get as close to the corrupted-aura region as possible and take advantage of the time lag between the various forces arriving. What do you think?" I asked.
"But we don't have much time. We estimate that all three forces will arrive in about half a year. Meanwhile, the Dao Alliance plans to open a breach from the Ancient God Realm into the Human God Realm. Besides transferring some of the pressure from the corrupted-aura pollution inside, as the Jie Cult is doing, they can currently reach the safe zone here directly. You should know that, right?" Zhao Qian asked.
"Yes, I know." I nodded, but my heart grew intensely restless. The Six-Path Heaven region was now a piece of sweet meat, and the other forces would certainly want to infiltrate it in secret, turning it into a place to hide their troops. After all, every force was vast beyond measure, and the open and covert struggles within them were beyond anything I could imagine. Take Xia Ruize, for example. He was now known as the Jie Cult's leader,