Above East Heavenly King City lay Void Island.
The towering ancient city, its walls mottled with age, had been dragged halfway out of the Spatial Fragment Flow in just a few short days.
Thick Heavenly Dao chains tightly bound one corner of the massive city, seeming to want to drag it back into the Spatial Fragment Flow and seal history and truth forever in a place unknown to all.
Yet immense power still forced Sky City out into the outside world, inch by inch.
The wind whistled bleakly.
Beneath Sky City, hidden within the Heavenly Secrets Formation and the Dao laws, the Red Robes and White Robes stationed here represented the greatest expenditure of manpower aside from the heavily fortified areas of the Yunlun Mountain Range.
Yet even with such defenses, many Cutting Path and Taixu experts still tried to use their own means to slip into this mysterious island and seize that faint sliver of hope for a Saint-Sealing Dao Foundation.
The Royal City was tranquil.
Void Island concealed murderous intent.
One place was peaceful, while in the other, within lands no one could glimpse, realms burst apart one after another as battles unfolded time and again.
On the Heavenly Dao chain binding the city corner, within a hidden spatial barrier.
A slovenly middle-aged man led a handsome man in a red dress, avoiding battle after battle as they climbed along the chain toward Void Island.
"Brother, slow down."
Storyteller was deeply worried. "Your cultivation has already fallen to the Acquired Stage. If you accidentally fall and get smashed to death, that'll be a wonder for the ages!"
Ba Zunan strode as swiftly as if flying, saying grimly, "Shut that crow's beak of yours. Just keep a close watch. If I really fall to my death, it'll all be