The thought only turned over once in Nie Yun's mind before he shook his head.
There was no use thinking so much now. If the Extreme Heaven King was too powerful, it was still uncertain who would kill whom. This time, his main objective was to find the Soul Chaos King Stone; everything else would depend on the circumstances.
"Little Dragon, Netherworld Phoenix King, I will bring you back to life!"
Looking at his arms, Nie Yun let out a soft cry.
His arms possessed formidable defense and immense strength. In truth, they had been formed from Little Dragon and the Netherworld Phoenix King forsaking all their power and undergoing transformation. If he could revive them, what did it matter if he had to cut off these arms?
Ephemeral Old Man, Sage Qiu Supreme, Shakya Buddha Ancestor...
Those senior figures of the Six Paths of Heaven and Earth who had fought for freedom and peace appeared before his eyes one after another, making his thoughts seem to return to the battlefield of thirty thousand years ago.
"Right, where did Nie Tong go?"
Suddenly, Nie Yun froze inwardly.
Nie Tong had said he had something to do alone. This God's Relic was so vast—where could he have gone?
Biting his fingertip, Nie Yun sent a drop of blood flying. The Heavenly Secret Master talent circulated, and a tortoiseshell spun rapidly in midair. It remained completely blank, with nothing appearing upon it.
Although Nie Tong was not born of the same father and mother as him, they shared the same grandfather and were bound by inseparable blood ties. Yet when he used his blood to divine Nie Tong's location, he could not calculate anything at all.
Logically speaking, Nie Tong was weaker than him, and he had even burned a Dominator Talisman