The darkness and oppression deep within the Void Great Rift had finally been left far behind.
Shi Hao gripped the unadorned Grand Unity Sword Embryo tightly in his hand. His tall, upright figure radiated a vigor he had never felt before.
After learning the tearful, tragic truth about the Seven Kings of the Borderlands, the cloud of Sin Blood hanging over Shi Hao's heart had been swept away completely.
In its place was supreme glory flowing from the depths of his bloodline, along with an invincible confidence that could swallow mountains and rivers.
He had now cultivated his first strand of immortal energy and held the Immortal Emperor's sword embryo in his hand. His state of mind had undergone a complete transformation.
Ye Xuan walked at the front. With a casual wave, he carved a steady passage through the void.
The others stepped through the passage and emerged into a suddenly vast expanse, fresh spiritual energy washing over them.
They had left the lifeless Black Ancient Ship and returned to the main continent of the Immortal Ancient Small World.
They stood in a valley of peerless beauty.
Immortal Vines twined all around them, and ancient trees towered overhead. Spiritual Waterfalls cascaded from thousand-zhang cliffs like silver ribbons, scattering crystalline droplets everywhere.
Spiritual Herbs glimmered in the valley, and exotic flowers bloomed, a stark contrast to the oppressive silence aboard the ancient ship.
Shi Hao took a deep breath of the air, so full of life, and the battle intent in his eyes gradually receded.
Just as they landed and began looking around,
a silvery, enchanting laugh suddenly rang out from the void.
The laughter seemed to possess a bewitching magic that made even their bones feel weak.
"Oh my, the Immortal Ancient Small World is so big. It took me