"I've finally got my chance now that the Dark Dao Ancestors of the myriad heavens have gone into seclusion. No matter what, I must obtain the Altar Fragment this time!"
Jiang Yun silently made up his mind. The aura around him fluctuated faintly, and unfamiliar traces of the Grand Dao flickered across the surface of his body.
His gaze swept over Dao Ancestor Changhui and Dao Ancestor Azure Dragon, who were locked in fierce battle, as he calculated how to seize the treasure in one stroke once they were both injured.
Earlier, the Desolate Emperor had displayed his divine might and forcefully slain an Immortal Emperor.
Yet Calamity Plateau had remained unmoved. It had not even tried to rescue the two Immortal Emperors who fled, as though their deaths meant nothing. It was truly unfathomable!
Such composure filled Jiang Yun with a deep sense of danger.
Beneath that plateau shrouded in chaotic mist slept beings far more terrifying than Dao Ancestors—the auras of Ancestor-level powerhouses flickered in and out of existence, not to mention the rumored more than three Immortal Emperors.
If those beings truly broke free from seclusion, a world-ending tide would inevitably sweep through Heaven and the myriad heavens.
The foundations of the Weird Clan were as unfathomable as an abyss. Every ripple concealed secrets capable of overturning the Heavenly Dao, while he was merely an observer standing at the edge of that abyss, not yet having touched its core.
"A way to break the deadlock..." he murmured, his fingers lightly brushing over the ancient patterns on his body. Golden-red Dao flames rose with them, scorching the distant Void until it hissed. "Only by becoming stronger."
He knew well that in this survival-of-the-fittest Heaven, every scheme required absolute strength as its foundation.
The strange runes on the Altar