Soon.
Ji Wuming and the others appeared before the Heavenly Abyss.
"Is this the bridge bought with the bones of those six?"
Looking at the light bridge spanning the two worlds across the Heavenly Abyss, Ning Yuanjue scoffed.
"A bunch of corpses that died ages ago still dared to act so high and mighty. Now they can only keep silent and let people trample over them!"
He harbored resentment toward those six Supremes who had filled the Heavenly Abyss with their bones.
Because their Old Ancestor, Ning Tianji...
had been beaten up several times in a row!
"Don't concern yourself with a bunch of dead people."
Wu Jianghan smiled.
"The Ten Venerables and Two Fiends were nothing but a bunch of laughable fools."
"Back then, they had every chance to join the Gray Mist Sea, but insisted on digging in their heels. They treated sacrifice as an honor? They were just patting themselves on the back. Who among their descendants would remember them?"
Ji Wuming suddenly looked up.
"They're here!"
Everyone's attention turned toward the bridge.
A group of Gray Mist Sea beings was walking across the light bridge!
They had taken human form. More than a dozen of them, all young men and women at a glance—the women graceful and charming, the men exceptionally handsome.
Their skin was naturally gray, but now they wore rouge and powder, dressed just like people from the True Ancestor Realm, radiant and resplendent.
"Welcome, friends from the Gray Mist Sea!"
"Welcome, friends from the Gray Mist Sea!"
Ji Wuming and the others immediately bowed deeply.
The Gray Mist Sea beings walked down from the light bridge as if on level ground.
At their head was a young master dressed in blue. He smiled faintly.
"Are you the people of the Nine Great Long