The Foreign Realm lay deathly silent. Every living being prostrated itself on the ground, not daring to make the slightest move. Only that ancient war chariot rolled slowly onward, its carriage bells echoing between heaven and earth.
On the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths' side, the cultivators of Emperor Pass gripped their weapons tightly. Their eyes were filled with fear, but even more so with resolve. They knew that behind them lay their homeland, everything they had sworn to protect. Even against an Immortal King, they could only fight. They could not retreat!
Wu Fang stood silently, his gaze fixed on the ancient war chariot drawing ever closer, while his thoughts raced. He could sense the System's upgrade progressing faster and faster, while his mastery of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit steadily rose, slow but certain. 51%... 52%... He knew he had to wait for the System to complete its upgrade as soon as possible. Otherwise, if An Lan truly broke through the Heaven Abyss, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He drew a deep breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind as his gaze gradually hardened. No matter how powerful An Lan was, he had to fight! For himself, for the cultivators who trusted him, and for the future of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he had no other choice.
The carriage bells drew closer, and the outline of the war chariot became clearer. Every mark upon it seemed branded into everyone's minds, bringing endless pressure. An Lan's aura was like that of a slumbering Primordial Ferocious Beast. Though it had yet to erupt completely, it had already thrown the laws of heaven and earth into disorder and made the air thick and heavy.
A great battle seemed ready to erupt at any moment. Could the Heaven Abyss, this barrier