The Might of Pangu, a Higher Realm

"Ancestor, you won't come with me...?"

Jiang Jiu looked at Jiang Changsheng and spoke with hesitation written all over his face. The Great Stealing Heaven Technique had left him utterly astonished. An ancestor capable of imparting such a divine art possessed a cultivation far beyond anything he could imagine.

Jiang Changsheng replied, "I do not belong to this era and cannot interfere. Once I come into contact with the Dark Evil Spirits, I will disappear and return to my own era."

These words moved Jiang Jiu deeply.

Jiang Jiu was about to say more when Jiang Changsheng turned away, presenting his back to him. "You should prepare yourself. Bring yourself to your peak state, then go save this wretched heaven and earth."

At that, Jiang Jiu had nothing more to say. He bowed toward Jiang Changsheng's back, then sat down where he was and began tending to his injuries.

Jiang Changsheng stood at the cliff's edge, gazing beyond the heavens. He wanted to see the Dark Evil Spirits clearly, so he could guard against them in the future. Yet no matter how he looked, he could not glimpse their existence. Still, one thing was certain: he could sense that the world beyond the heavens was dangerous. It was a feeling absent from the void of the Great Thousand Worlds where he resided, which meant that, in the dark, an extremely dangerous power lay lurking.

"I wonder how many such worlds remain in the Supreme Yi Immortal Domain."

Jiang Changsheng silently thought. Because of the Darkness Power, he could not use his divine sense to investigate the Supreme Yi Immortal Domain.

This journey of his consciousness through time was a good thing. It had warned him that no matter how hard he strove, the Immortal Dao was destined to face this