Boundless Might (Part 1)

Master and disciple shot straight into the sky, returning to the heavens.

Jiang Xiaofan looked back below and saw the cultivators still scrambling for resources, sometimes even fighting when they spotted the same piece of spirit gold.

This only made the scene below even livelier.

Yet the crisis Ning Ye had spoken of still had not arrived.

Jiang Xiaofan asked in confusion, "Master, didn't you say a crisis was imminent? Why hasn't it come?"

Ning Ye gave an hmm. "It concerns a seventh-realm great power. How could your master possibly predict the crisis with such precision? Don't worry. It will definitely come."

Jiang Xiaofan had never doubted Ning Ye, but as he watched the people below making their fortunes, he could not help saying, "It's just a pity we left a little too early. If we'd stayed a while longer, we could've gotten more."

Ning Ye immediately frowned. "Nonsense! How can anyone calculate every last thing to the very end? Heaven leaves a line; people leave a breath. Never do things to the bitter end. Even when cultivation resources are needed, remember never to greedily seize the very last cent. With great calamity approaching, if you are still haggling over such trifling gains, what future can you speak of?"

Jiang Xiaofan's heart trembled. "Your disciple knows his mistake!"

They had indeed left somewhat early, but Ning Ye did not regret it. The higher one climbed in cultivation, the more one understood how unfathomable the path of cultivation was. Even with the Heaven Asking Art, he could not foresee everything!

They waited at ease. After a while, even Ning Ye began to wonder whether his deduction had been wrong—when suddenly, a towering wave rose from the Golden Desert below.

The golden wave swept outward, while a wild and savage Dao intent