After drawing on their sources, the four Immortal Realm experts unleashed their power, forming four enormous curtains of light!
From every direction, the curtains closed in on Hell Mountain, compressing the spacetime around it.
Their power no longer affected only physical matter. Even spacetime began to buckle under its force.
Ripples of spacetime surged violently across a hundred-mile radius around Hell Mountain.
Those ripples reached the depths of Hell Mountain as well.
Veins bulged across the Nether River Yama Son of Heaven's brow. He, too, was fighting for his life!
He could not be sure he would win this war in the end.
Now he had pinned all his hopes on the Stone Stele before him.
The mysterious high-dimensional being had already descended. The power radiating from him sent a chill through the Nether River Yama Son of Heaven; it had far surpassed the Immortal Realm.
But by his own reckoning, at least two beings equal to himself should be able to contend with the one before him.
He let out a long breath of stale air. "I don't know who this high-dimensional being is, but our underlying logics are vastly different. He can't devour me."
"That gives us a basis for cooperation."
As a seasoned harvester, the Yama Son of Heaven naturally understood both the flaws and advantages of cultivation.
A cultivation method inherited from another person naturally belonged to the same lineage as its source.
Once a cultivator reached a certain level, he might become fruit for someone else to harvest.
But when two beings had entirely different underlying logics, with no shared lineage between them, trying to devour the other was extremely dangerous.
One careless move could even destroy the devourer's own foundation!
That was why he never touched cultivators outside the Ghost Path lineage.
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