Blessings never came alone; misfortunes never traveled singly.
Hua Changdeng's battle was not yet over, and the Death God's Scythe Xu Xiaoshou had spoken of had yet to be cast.
At the Gui Zhe Ruins, Bei Huai suddenly barged in, threw himself into the fray, hugged Ghost Buddha, and took a bite out of him.
Though Cao Yihan promptly hammered that mad dog away.
Ba Zunan could see that the situation had plainly spiraled out of control, becoming incomparably thorny.
"The Five Domains are about to fall!"
That bite had not merely bitten Wuxiu's bald head.
Ghost Buddha's injury—and no light one at that—meant that the "barrier" laid down half a year ago had completely collapsed.
Everywhere across the Holy Spirit Continent, the sealed and hidden nodes of time and space were fully exposed.
Originally, the three Ancestor Gods beyond the realm had only two paths: force their way into the Heavenly Ladder Ruins, or forcibly ascend the Time Realm Rift.
Once the barrier broke, They could enter from anywhere in the Eastern Region, Western Region, Southern Domain, Northern Region, or Central Region—by every means, openly or from the shadows.
Those who could be stopped and those who could not, all could come in.
If They truly wished, They could even directly appear in the City of the Dead Futu, enter Crossroads Corner, concentrate Their firepower, and fiercely assault one point.
Even Shen Yi might not withstand the joint attack of the three Ancestor Gods—Demon, Medicine, and Sui—long enough for reinforcements to arrive.
At this moment, the only advantage Saint Slave could still find amid this runaway chess game was that the three Ancestor Gods were not an alliance of one heart, but each harbored dark designs.
"Xu Xiaoshou, you have your hands full now."
With a sigh in his