Far beyond the battlefield of those enormous figures stood several even larger figures, motionless as pillars of heaven planted in the starry sky, like blazing suns illuminating the Myriad Worlds.
Still farther away, two dark currents, so dense they could never dissolve, drifted slowly. They clearly existed, yet seemed not to exist; they clearly held life, yet seemed to sever every trace of breath.
Between existence and nonexistence, at the moment between death and its absence.
Fang Yun looked for only a few breaths before his eyes began to ache, the irritation drawing tears.
He had no choice but to lower his head slightly and adjust his gaze, avoiding the space above.
Good thing I didn't summon the Mountain Bearer Great Sage Spirit Bones.
Fang Yun silently counted himself lucky. Had he recklessly ridden the Mountain Bearer spirit bones into the battlefield and provoked an attack from those most powerful wills, his survival would have been far from certain.
Fang Yun looked into the depths of the battlefield. There stood a cylindrical mountain covered in dark green moss and aquatic plants, its sides rising straight up, unlike the surrounding peaks.
That must be the Purple Heaven Pillar.
As Fang Yun thought this, worry crept over him. Only now did he understand why Shanzhong Sheng had failed to take the Purple Heaven Pillar even after mobilizing his entire clan.
To take the Purple Heaven Pillar, he would either have to force his way in at an enormous cost or find a more ingenious method.
Clearly, neither he nor Shanzhong Sheng was willing to pay such a steep price.
Fang Yun considered the Mountain Bearer Great Sage Spirit Bones, then gently shook his head. To him, they were far more important than acquiring a Mountain Bearer treasure in exchange.
Fang Yun tried