Inside the River of Resentful Spirits.
"Rumble~~~"
"Roar!" As Li Ze's figure vanished into the Space Rift, the six Golden Resentful Spirits guarding it seemed utterly enraged. As they roared, they continuously swung their enormous fists wildly.
In an instant, the uppermost reaches of the River of Resentful Spirits began to churn violently.
Countless Black Resentful Spirits dissipated outright. Even the Red Resentful Spirits seemed terrified, instinctively fleeing into the distance.
Only after a long while did the Golden Resentful Spirits gradually calm down.
"What happened?"
"The resentful spirits in the River of Resentful Spirits have calmed down. Could Nine-Eyed Ze have fallen?"
"Impossible, right? With his strength, how could these resentful spirits possibly kill him?" In the distance, at the ends of the ten Golden Paths, Nine-Eyed Hui and the other Emperor Level Source Beings watched the now-quiet River of Resentful Spirits and discussed it among themselves.
At the beginning of Li Ze's battle within the River of Resentful Spirits, they had still been able to sense it.
But as Li Ze gradually traveled upstream, moving farther and farther away from them,
they soon could only sense the intense Combat Fluctuations within the River of Resentful Spirits, unable to observe any actual scenes of battle.
Therefore, they knew absolutely nothing of Li Ze's fight against the six Golden Resentful Spirits, much less of his entry into the Space Rift.
They could only infer from the calming of the River of Resentful Spirits and Li Ze's continued absence that he might have fallen within it.
"Impossible!" Nine-Eyed Hui stared upstream at the River of Resentful Spirits, his expression grave. "Back then, Emperor Lord Yan Xin, Emperor Lord Fei Hun, and so many other experts besieged him, yet they still failed to kill Brother Ze. How could he possibly fall in