Ever since Jiang Yun had seized the first fragment from Guidu, collecting more had offered him far more benefits than risks.
It was not only to temper the foundation of his Dao, but also to uncover the truth about the Weird Clan, shrouded in mist.
The incomplete Sacrificial Talismans imprinted on Guidu's fragment were indeed a tremendous opportunity for any Dao Ancestor.
And now that the Four Source Lands had agreed to lie dormant, the opportunity was a gift from heaven. How could he not act?
"Besides, this battle was fated from the start."
Jiang Yun repeated the words silently, his gaze suddenly sharp as a sword.
He drew a deep breath and stepped onto the Ancient Reincarnation Road.
In an instant, the Reincarnation Dao Flame erupted from his body and became a crimson-gold river of stars circling him, burning the Void until it crackled.
The Dao Ancestors of the Underworld nodded inwardly. By choosing to fight on the Reincarnation Road, he clearly meant to spare the foundations of the Eighteenth Abyss from the battle. At least he knew when to advance and when to retreat.
On the Ancient Reincarnation Road, the terrifying pressure that had erupted so suddenly scared countless Reincarnation Slaves out of their wits. They trembled like fallen leaves in an autumn wind and dropped to their knees, pressing their foreheads to the scorching stone slabs. They did not even dare to look up.
Battle was about to break out. Even the air seemed to have congealed into crimson flame.
Hou Ming followed close behind him and was about to step forward to help when Jiang Yun gently shook his head. His voice was soft but firm beyond dispute. "Sister Hou Ming, watch for now. I want to face this Peacock Venerable of the Soul River alone."