Anxious at heart, Yan Hui and the others quickened their pace.
Their strength was formidable, and working together, they were like a sharp sword, cutting through layer after layer of mist. Before long, three figures appeared before them.
"Nie Tong!"
Nie Yun's eyes lit up as he hurried over.
Nie Tong no longer resembled the frail figure he had once been. Standing before the rift, power roared throughout his body as though he were holding back the collapse of a towering mountain, making him appear grand and imposing.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Hearing the call, Nie Tong turned around. Though Nie Yun currently wore the appearance of that ancient corpse, he recognized him at once.
"What exactly is going on?"
Nie Yun came before him.
"We'll talk later. First, help restrain this seal!"
Nie Tong did not answer. Instead, he raised his head and looked toward the rift ahead.
Nie Yun also focused his attention on the rift.
When he had seen it earlier, the seal had concealed its nature, and he had felt nothing. But now, seeing it again, his heart suddenly palpitated with fear.
The massive rift stretched endlessly to either side, spanning hundreds of millions of kilometers, its end invisible at a glance. Within it, a strange and eerie force constantly writhed, like fermenting yeast, ready at any moment to burst through the seal before them.
Though he did not know what this force was, its mere aura and power made it clear that once it emerged, not only the Three Realms, but the entire Chaos Ocean would be plunged into an immense calamity.
"Join forces and reinforce the seal!"
Seeing the power grow ever stronger and the seal weaken under its violent assault, Nie Yun knew this was no time for reminiscing. He immediately nodded