When he felt the Demon Saintess's gaze fall upon him, Meng Qi's heart stirred. He was just about to approach the edge of the Nine Abysses when a sudden chill swept through him. The scene of Jade Pool's rippling gold and water sprang into his mind, along with the lofty, indifferent gaze cast down from the palace pavilions there.
Wusheng Laomu!
Jade Pool Golden Mother!
She really was a ghost that wouldn't leave him be. Even though he had returned from the current node to the Mythological Era, she had kept watch over his every move without the slightest lapse! Meng Qi lifted his head slightly. His eyes were as deep as the sea, hiding countless invisible whirlpools, each like a point of chaos.
Their eyes met, their gazes clashed, and the dim Nine Abysses plunged into utter darkness. The edge of the high sky caved in, collapsing into a terrifying Chaos Hole that swallowed everything around it and spilled out a fog of time.
The two sides clashed only for an instant before Meng Qi flew out of that shimmering, crystalline fruit once more. The upstream stretch of the illusory, incomplete river coiling around him grew ever more complete, churning space and time into a tunnel that swallowed him from where he stood.
The Demon Saintess and Heavenly Killer Daoist were now no more than imprints left in history, devoid of true spiritual awareness. Seeing Meng Qi depart, they paid him no mind and resumed their fierce battle.
Clutching the Green Jade Box, Lin Suhe hurried in a panic to the nearest island equipped with a Teleportation Array. The island was connected to Middle-earth and linked east and west. Even in the days of the Myriad Realms Mall, it had been a renowned hub for gathering and redirecting