Gathering II

"This is.!?"

The group looked at each other, and suddenly a bad feeling arose in their hearts.

"The Rongjing Golden Grain Great Array!?" The oldest elder exclaimed solemnly. "This was a top-tier killing Great Array unique to the Sensing Gate back then!"

"When was this plan set up?! Why didn't we receive a single hint of it?!"

"Lord Saint Dance, is it alright?"

Suddenly, their hearts sank. The seemingly inevitable situation was now shrouded in doubt.

Lingxiao Hall at this moment.

A soft golden light covered all the interior walls and floors, protecting everything inside from damage.

Saint Dance Jin Ling looked in surprise at the faint golden threads floating in the air around her.

These golden threads, appearing and disappearing in mid-air, weave together a dense array of characters, patterns, and figures.

"You were prepared?" She reached out, wanting to touch the golden words floating beside her.

But just raising her hand required her to expend several times more energy than usual.

"From the moment I took over Jade Void Palace, I knew that this place was by no means unclaimed." Jin Yuyan's expression was calm, and a golden line had appeared between his brows, shining brightly.

She moved closer to Jin Ling step by step.

"Ever since I was defeated by Yue Dewen in one move last time, I have been racking my brains on how to Further Progress improve my current strength."

"Did you succeed? After Worship God, your strength should have reached its limit, with no room for further improvement," Jin Ling asked with interest.

She seemed completely unaware of the crisis, and even had the leisure to decipher the text appearing around her.

"I'm just a hair's breadth away from reaching the Extreme Realm," Jin Yuyan, then added, "Do you understand what that means?"

"What does it represent?" Jin Ling raised an eyebrow.

"The Extreme Realm is the highest level of willpower and mental strength that a person can achieve; it is the pinnacle of humanity."

"And I almost arrived, so I could Worship God again, which means..." Jin Yuyan paused.

"Not under the condition of gathering momentum."

"I am the strongest Spirit General!!!"

Suddenly, she raised her hand and her figure rushed towards Jin Ling like lightning.

Final Form: Heavenly Emperor!!!

In a daze, countless golden pavilions and palaces in the clouds seemed to suddenly appear behind Jin Yuyan.

At the center of countless palaces, a colossal emperor, bathed in golden light, with Round Wheel rising behind him, slowly materialized.

The emperor reached out, his palm rapidly expanding and growing larger in Jin Ling's eyes until it filled her entire field of vision, as if the whole world was completely filled by that giant hand, which then crashed down with a deafening roar.

She suddenly snapped out of her daze and tried to back away.

But it was too late.

The golden hand and Jin Yuyan's snow-white hand overlapped at the same time, like a shooting star, and landed heavily on Jin Ling's chest.

Boom!!!

A deafening explosion rocked the entire Lingxiao Hall.

Jin Ling stood rooted to the spot, her entire body trembling violently, as if enduring an immense and terrifying force.

Bang!

In an instant, her entire body exploded, transforming into countless Black Spirit Thread that scattered in all directions.

But soon, all the black lines re-formed in another location, revealing Jin Ling's body at this moment.

The Blue Light in her eyes dimmed slightly, indicating that she was indeed injured.

"Impressive! With just this one move, you've already reached the strength of Yue Dewen before he even gathered his power." She clapped her hands lightly in admiration.

"A top-tier formation combined with Great Grandmaster's ultimate mental and physical attack. Your willpower can indeed be called the Human Extreme."

"Combined with the divine might and pressure of the Celestial Venerable, its power is truly terrifying," Jin Ling exclaimed.

"It seems that Jin Hong has indeed created a pretty good toy."

"A toy?" Jin Yuyan's beautiful eyes turned cold and sharp. "Who do you think you are!?"

Her figure flickered, and after activating the Final Form, instead of using Spirit Thread to create armor to protect her body, she completely merged into the floating illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor behind her.

Under the enhancement and coverage of the array, her originally silver Spirit Thread had completely turned into pure gold.

In an instant, Jin Yuyan struck Jin Ling with both palms in Jin Ling succession.

Every time the two women clashed, the entire Lingxiao Hall trembled and shook.

Jin Ling suffered repeated defeats, but the smile in her eyes grew stronger.

She had seen Yue Dewen before he became the National Preceptor; back then, he was only as strong as he is now.

Unexpectedly, Jin Yuyan has made such a huge improvement after her crushing defeat and injury last time.

Although many relied on external assistance, strength is strength, and only the victor prevails. No other reasons are needed.

Clang! Another loud bang.

The two simultaneously struck each other with all their might.

The Golden Heavenly Emperor reached out and slapped Jin Ling's head from above.

But she was blocked by a blue vortex that appeared out of nowhere above her.

The two collided, producing a metallic clanging sound.

"Time's up." Jin Ling smiled slightly. "It's time to end this playful banter."

"Playing around??" Jin Yuyan's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"Final Form." Jin Ling's body began to grow wildly.

Three meters.

Five meters.

Seven meters!! Two extra pairs of arms and two heads grew from her upper body.

Each of its six arms held a beam of light that looked like silver-blue spikes.

A dazzling Blue Light burst Blooming from his hand.

A pure divinity, like that of Gods and Buddhas, spread out along with the Blue Light.

Emotionless, high above, it looked down upon all living beings below with the equanimity of Statue.

"Let's reincarnate."

As the three heads spoke simultaneously, Jin Ling waved her arms at the same time.

Six blue bolts of lightning shot out from his hand, accompanied by a thunderous cracking sound.

The speed of the blue lightning was terrifying; it was as fast as light itself.

In just a moment, it landed on Jin Yuyan.

Jin Yuyan was extending his palm forward, his right arm working in tandem with the golden statue of the Heavenly Emperor behind him to grab at Jin Ling.

But compared to the speed of light, she was still far, far too slow.

With a snap, all the parts of her body that were illuminated by the light changed color and turned gray, transforming into a rock-like material.

"Descent!" The golden statue of the Heavenly Emperor behind Jin Yuyan suddenly shone brightly.

She wanted Great God Descent, but it was too late.

In the blink of an eye, petrification covered her entire body, submerging her chest, neck, and head, along with all her clothes, turning them completely into stone.

"Divine Descent is useless," Jin Ling laughed. "Gods have their own wars. And we, too, are determined by ourselves."

She looked at Jin Yuyan, who had completely turned to stone, and the Blue Light around her body shone brightly once more.

Instantly, the entire Lingxiao Hall around her, starting from her feet, rapidly petrified in all directions.

In an instant, the entire hall turned completely gray and black.

"It's over." Jin Ling retracted her Final Form, returned to her original shape, and gently touched Jin Yuyan's face.

"Next, once the other few places are finished, everything will return to square one."

*** Great Abyss.

A thick fog filled the air.

Zhang Rongfang became more vigilant, watching the mysterious figure slowly approach.

The figure could be vaguely discerned from the mist on the left.

He is about two meters tall, rather thin, and has very long hair that reaches his waist.

Soon, when the person was about five meters away, he stopped.

Zhang Rongfang has Dark Light Vision, which is why he can see the other person at such a distance.

The other party also seemed to have some kind of Strong Perception ability, knowing Zhang Rongfang's location.

"No living person has come here for many years." The man's voice was hoarse, but it was still clear that he was male. He was speaking Great Ling, but with an older, more archaic vocabulary.

"Who are you?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Yes, that's me," the other person replied.

But when it came to the part with the key name, there was suddenly no sound.

"I can't hear you," Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"Yes, you really can't hear." The other person smiled. "Everyone who comes here can't hear. We are on the verge of being forgotten, unable to speak our own names to the outside world."

Zhang Rongfang paused for a moment. This man seemed to be quite familiar with this area.

"How long have you been here?" he asked.

"I can't remember. There's no day or night here. I can't tell the time," the other person replied.

"Why don't you go out?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"No one remembers me, so I can't get out," the man replied.

"Then let's change the question. What's here and below?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"You've already been there, haven't you? What you saw is what you saw," the other person replied indifferently.

"You've never been there?" Zhang Rongfang asked in return.

"I climbed up from the bottom. What do you think?" The man smiled and tugged at his long hair.

"Do you have any food? Could you share some with me?"

Zhang Rongfang took out a bottle of Grain Avoidance Pill from his person and threw it over.

"Eat it if you're not afraid."

"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? Even the Sea of Forgetfulness below has been breached, there's nothing to be afraid of." He opened the stopper, poured out a pill, and smelled it.

"What a find! It's all top-quality medicinal herbs and grains! Tsk tsk." After stuffing in a Grain Avoidance Pill, he carefully tied the bottle with his hair and hid it inside his clothes.

"What's in the Sea of Forgetfulness?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

What else could be in the Sea of Oblivion? The Forgotten Ones, of course. Countless Forgotten Ones fall into it.

Most of them will be broken down and digested by the Sea of Forgetfulness, becoming part of it. A very few Gods and Buddhas will remain forever silent, perhaps for hundreds or thousands of years, or even longer, before they too are slowly digested.

Zhang Rongfang had countless questions in his mind, but at this moment, he quickly sorted out all the questions and brought out the ones he most wanted to ask to the very surface.

"I'm looking for a god named Spirit Flight Heaven. Do you know its location?" he asked directly.

"Spirit Flight Heaven?" The man paused. "You should move upwards. Among the living, the more powerful the Gods and Buddhas, the higher their position."

He gave a brief introduction.

"This is Great Abyss, the root of all memories and forgetting. It's easy to go down here, but it gets harder the higher you go. There are nine heavens in total. At the bottom is the Sea of Forgetfulness. Each time you break through a boundary, it means that your mental essence has reached a new level."

"The Spirit Flight Heaven you mentioned is the strongest God Lord of the Spirit Flight Teaching. It has even surpassed the God Lord level, so it is at least at the fifth level or higher."

"If you can find that level of strength, it means you can also enter the same level."

That means you're not much weaker than him. Do you really think someone like you, on the ninth level, could do that?