Terrifying spiritual energy surged from Futu Yijing's body. Before it, the combined spiritual energy of Mandala and the other five seemed as insignificant as a sailboat drifting with the wind across a tranquil lake.
That overwhelming spiritual energy made everyone's expressions change. Mandala and the other five looked particularly grim. Even their combined spiritual energy seemed so insignificant.
His cultivation level was already obvious: complete earthly sovereign! Mandala's true body, a mandala flower, had once reached complete earthly sovereign as well, but these spiritual energy fluctuations were even stronger than those of her true body.
This was definitely a complete earthly sovereign who had already brushed against the Heavenly Sovereign level.
Even Mandala and her companions were left in such a sorry state under Futu Yijing's spiritual pressure. Those who had not even reached Earthly Sovereign fared far worse.
Quite a few of the weaker people had already been pressed to the ground by that pressure, unable to straighten up.
Since he was only demonstrating his strength, Futu Yijing had no intention of keeping everyone under pressure. Once he saw that he had achieved the desired effect, he withdrew his spiritual energy.
Even after he withdrew his spiritual energy, everyone took a long time to recover.
Aside from Mandala, the other five lower earthly sovereigns looked at Futu Yijing with burning eagerness.
If they could invite this powerhouse into their own faction, dominating the Northern Realm would be child's play.
"Do you need some time to consider what I said?" Futu Yijing wore a warm smile.
But now, everyone knew just how powerful this warmly smiling man was.
Although his attitude was pleasant, the clash of spiritual pressure just now had conveyed his unspoken message.
Refuse to cooperate, and I'll kill you all!
As an Upper Earth Sovereign, Mandala was the leader of the Northern Realm Alliance. Naturally, she had noticed the burning eagerness in the other Earthly Sovereigns' eyes.
If she refused now, a rift would inevitably form within the Northern Realm Alliance.
After all, if she turned away a complete earthly sovereign who had come offering cooperation, they would start questioning just what Mandala was trying to do.
The Ancient Heavenly Palace had drawn all the top factions of the entire Tianluo Continent. Even their cobbled-together Northern Realm Alliance had to take those factions seriously.
If their hearts were no longer united, the situation would become even worse.
Besides, he was a complete earthly sovereign. Even if she wanted to refuse, she would at least need strength comparable to his.
Mandala nodded, indicating that she was willing to cooperate.
Only after Mandala agreed did the other Earthly Sovereigns breathe sighs of relief. At the same time, they looked forward to this trip to the Ancient Heavenly Palace even more.
They now had a complete earthly sovereign standing on their side. Any of the Tianluo Continent's top factions hoping to make a move against their Northern Realm Alliance would have to weigh carefully whether they were qualified to do so.
Futu Yijing turned his gaze toward Mu Chen then.
"You do bear some resemblance to your mother. Not bad-looking."
Futu Yijing's casual words struck Mu Chen's heart like a thunderbolt. Hearing them, Lin Jing also looked at Mu Chen with a touch of curiosity.
"You've met my mother?!"
How could Mu Chen retain his earlier composure now? He questioned Futu Yijing excitedly, without the slightest fear of this complete earthly sovereign.
Ever since he had left the tiny Northern Spiritual Realm, his greatest obsession had been to find his mother and rescue her.
Now, the man before him actually knew his mother. How could the young man not be excited?
"I saw her not long ago," Futu Yijing replied.
"Then is she doing well?"
"She's doing much better than you imagine. She simply has to endure the pain of being separated from her family."
Within the Futu Ancient Clan, Qing Yanjing merely had her freedom restricted inside the Ancestral Pagoda. Nothing else had happened to her at all.
Hearing Futu Yijing's words, Mu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Mother was all right!
"Senior, may I ask where you met my mother?" Since he had a chance to learn about his mother, Mu Chen intended to ask everything he wanted to know.
Futu Yijing, for his part, answered everything he knew without concealing anything.
"The Futu Ancient Clan."
This faction was completely unfamiliar to Mu Chen, but not to Mandala and the others. When they heard its name, they could not help feeling a jolt of alarm.
It was one of the Great Thousand World's foremost superpowers, an ancient faction that ruled an entire supercontinent.
Only then did Mu Chen remember to ask the name of the senior who had given him information about his mother.
"I was too excited just now. I still haven't learned your name, Senior."
At those words, a hint of amusement appeared in Futu Yijing's eyes.
He wondered what expression Mu Chen would make once he heard the name Futu.
"Futu Yijing!"
Mu Chen's pupils abruptly contracted, and the words he had been about to say caught in his throat.
With Futu as his surname, the man before him was undoubtedly a member of the Futu Ancient Clan.
He had learned of his mother's current circumstances from a member of the Futu Ancient Clan. This left him at a loss for words. He even owed Futu Yijing thanks for telling him how his mother was doing.
While Mu Chen wrestled with his feelings, Futu Yijing spoke first.
"In five days, the space here will become a little more stable. When that happens, we'll send you into the Ancient Heavenly Palace. Find the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum and send us its spatial coordinates."
As time passed, the depths of the Extreme Western Land grew increasingly lively. Other factions gradually approached even the area where the Northern Realm forces were camped, but fortunately, once they noticed them, they chose to steer clear to avoid conflict. At a time like this, no one wanted to invite complications and needlessly offend troublesome enemies.
Amid this mounting bustle, five days slipped quietly by.
The space outside the Ancient Heavenly Palace remained turbulent, but that turbulence was gradually subsiding. Even the rippling spatial fissures showed signs of slowly settling.
From a distance, it seemed as though an invisible hand were trying to mend this shattered space. It was an extraordinary sight.
"That's the world repairing its shattered space," Mandala's voice rang out. She stood on a blue stone, the fierce wind whipping her dress until it snapped and fluttered. Her petite figure looked as though it might drift away with the wind.
Throughout the area centered on this part of the Extreme Western Land, numerous powerful spiritual energy fluctuations shook the space and quietly spread outward.
These spiritual energy fluctuations, powerful enough to make even heaven and earth tremble, clearly belonged to the leaders of the various top factions. All this time, they had been watching like hungry tigers, waiting for the best opportunity.
And that opportunity had arrived today.
"Get ready, everyone. I'll send you all in shortly." Futu Yijing rose and strode through the air, step by step, toward the outskirts of the Ancient Heavenly Palace.
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