The Boundary Sea.
The vast stretch of sea near the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands was calm, its wonders gone. It looked like an ordinary ocean.
At least, that was how it looked to Meng Chuan now.
After nine transformations, he had become a Mortal World Battle Immortal and brought his Legend to Perfection. He could walk safely even through the far side of the Boundary Sea, turbulent as it had been in the Chaotic Ancient Era.
Meng Chuan took Ruthless past one broken world after another. As he sensed for a suitable target, he cautioned her.
"Great Emperor, a Dark True Immortal is nothing to worry about, but be careful of the Dark Matter inside him."
Ruthless nodded. Meng Chuan had told her that this Dark Matter originated from an Immortal Emperor.
Though it had been weakened countless times over, she still could not let her guard down.
"Of course, if Dark Matter does invade you, don't panic." Meng Chuan smiled confidently. "For most people, it might be troublesome."
"But for me, handling it is child's play!"
Ruthless's step faltered. She had the feeling she had unwittingly played along with him.
None of the other emperors had come to face the darkness this time. What mattered most for them now was to cultivate in seclusion and strive to take that step as soon as possible.
Only through Immortal Ascension could they qualify to enter the present battlefield of the Boundary Sea—as... common soldiers.
Quasi-Immortal Kings served as generals, Immortal Kings as commanders, and only giants or those above them could direct the war.
"Hmm." Meng Chuan stopped and turned his gaze in one direction. "Found a suitable one."
Ruthless's eyes brightened. She looked at Meng Chuan, who used the convenience of his Other Selves to take her straight to