The Small World Where the Nether River Lay!
Using the thorough Black River as the boundary, one half was as bright as broad daylight, blazing with golden light, while the other was as dark as the dead of night, overrun by yin energy.
Ancestor Ming He had also transformed into two bodies: the Golden Nether River and the Dark Nether River.
In the daylight world.
The Golden Nether River battled Emperor Lan!
The Golden Nether River stared at the great mountain before him. The mountain transformed into a golden mountain, and countless living beings all turned into gold.
Boom! With a deafening roar, the golden mountain exploded.
Lan, wielding the Abi Sword, suddenly flew out.
Lan's body had been shattered horribly. The entire right half of his body seemed to have been destroyed. If it had been anyone else, they would have been dead beyond dead by now.
But Lan was different. His metallic body liquefied, and in the blink of an eye, the liquefied portion filled in the missing parts, restoring his original appearance.
"Not bad!" the Golden Nether River said with a laugh.
"I want to know—how much of your cultivation remains?" Lan asked in a deep voice.
Looking at Lan, the Golden Nether River did not conceal the truth. "Back then, I already died once. Now, like you, I have only the Ancestor Immortal Twelfth Heaven remaining!"
"The Twelfth Heaven?" Lan said with tightly furrowed brows.
"What? Doesn't it look like it?"
Lan gently shook his head and said solemnly, "Perhaps Hongjun was only a clone back then. Your Twelfth Heaven is no weaker than his Thirteenth Heaven!"
"If I had recovered to the Thirteenth Heaven, you and Zhong Shan would have died long ago!" the Golden Nether River said with an evil grin.
"Unfortunately, you didn't