This time, I had used all ten parts of my spellpower. After all, I had already sensed how dense the spiritual energy of Central Origin Continent was, which meant the spatial barriers were exceptionally thick. Fortunately, I had held nothing back. Though the effect of the attack in that instant was not as shocking as I had imagined, every immortal who had pursued us wore an expression of astonishment.
Being able to destroy space meant that this spell would have terrifying effects if used on a person. Even immortals in the Ascendant Realm like them could not withstand a single strike.
Unless they, too, wore the Heaven-Adapting Garment like that Chief Immortal, Qingyao.
But not everyone could gather so many supreme treasures onto themselves. Judging from the discussion among the old monsters just now, it seemed they were supposed to choose one immortal to go to Immortal-Seeking Continent, while the others would either contribute treasures or offer certain conditions to the chosen side. Otherwise, who would be willing to take on the position of Chief Immortal?
Once one went, there was no return.
"Who was scared? I don't need this thing. I only accepted it out of consideration for you. Besides, at most, I would just wear this cloak." Though she had thought of me when danger arose, Xue Qingcheng was still unwilling to wear something someone else had used.
"I modified this cloak with demonic techniques. Not only did I change its color, I also redesigned the Heaven-Adapting Garment, dismantled the spirit patterns, and used new materials. Just treat it as brand-new." I smiled. In truth, saying I had completely remade it was a lie. When my life was at stake, I leaned toward absolute practicality.
"I want a completely new one. Keep the Heaven-Adapting Garment for yourself to