The aftermath of the jump has completely subsided.
The entire Primordial World, together with the thousands of the Subsidiary Divine Realm, is like a stranded giant ship, moored quietly on this strange "coast".
Then, deathly silence fell.
An absolute silence that penetrates the bone marrow.
The sky is gray.
It is not a gray with clouds, but a gray that has lost all its color, leaving only pure despair. It is like a huge and incomparable curtain, covering the whole world, Transformation without A Trace light, eternal.
The earth is black.
The hard black crystal stone floor can absorb all light and reflect no reflection. When your feet step on it, what you feel is the coldness and hardness of metal, rather than the warmth of earth.
The air was filled with the Decay atmosphere of hundreds of millions of years of rust and dust.
There is no wind.
There is no sound.
At the end of the sight, there is a curved, pale rib as huge as a mountain range, piercing the black earth diagonally, indicating that an unimaginable behemoth has fallen here.
Farther away, a skull larger than the entire Kunlun Mountain, with two eye sockets of Black Hole holes, stared silently at these "invaders" from a foreign land.
This is Above the Heavens?
Is this the end point that Pangu has spent his whole life longing to reach?
The huge psychological gap turned into an icy tide, instantly submerging the hearts of hundreds of millions of Primordial World creatures.
Panic spreads silently in every Divine Realm and every continent.
Those creatures who had just stepped into Immortal Dao in Origin Golden Rain just took a tentative breath of the air here, and their bodies expanded and exploded uncontrollably, turning into a cloud of blood mist. Even Divine Soul was completely crushed and assimilated by Law here before they could escape.
Some Cultivation advanced Daluo Golden Immortal tried to fly off the ground and explore the surroundings.
As soon as they activated Magic Power, an indescribable terrifying pressure came crashing down from all directions!
"Pfft!"
An elder Dragon Race who had just made a breakthrough was only three feet off the ground when his bones all over his body made an overwhelming crunching sound. He was pinned to the ground by an invisible force and could not move. On his dragon body, the hard scales cracked inch by inch, and golden blood seeped out from the cracks.
The horror in his eyes even overshadowed the severe pain in his body.
"Fly... can't fly!"
"My Magic Power... is imprisoned! It's repelling me!"
"What the hell is this place! Law...Law here is killing us!"
Panic screams came and went.
They were shocked to find that the Dao Fruit that they were so proud of was as fragile as a piece of paper here. Every strand of the laws that make up this world was ten thousand times heavier and ten thousand times thicker than the laws of the prehistoric world.
They were like a group of birds accustomed to flying in the air, suddenly thrown into the mercury of the deep sea.
Everything around you is pressure, restraint, and rejection!
Before Daoist Temple.
Nezha frowned, and he jumped down from Wind-Fire Wheels.
"Click--"
He just made a simple landing action, and the black crystal earth under his feet suddenly burst into a dense spider web of cracks centered on his landing point.
An extremely heavy feeling shot straight from the soles of my feet to the sky.
He felt that he was no longer the all-powerful Santan Haihui God, but a mortal carrying a hundred thousand Divine Mountain. Every joint and every breath carried a sluggish feeling like lead and mercury.
"So heavy!"
Nezha gave a low drink, his eyebrows Cinnabar Mark lit up slightly, trying to dispel the discomfort with the domineering will of "Self-Manifestation Technique".
However, the ubiquitous pressure was only pushed away for a moment, and then it came back again with a more ferocious attitude.
On the other side, Yang Jian's face was equally solemn.
He didn't move around, just closed his eyes and silently ran "Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force".
Magic Power was flowing in the 840 million Universe in his body, but it was no longer a rushing river, but turned into viscous magma. Every cycle of the cycle was more than a hundred times slower than when Primordial World was.
His Mythic Great Luo Body is enough to read Creation Universe. Here, just maintaining his own existence requires a huge amount of energy.
Sect Master Tongtian even groaned, and a ray of golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He just tried to breathe out and introduced a ray of gray-white "Qi of Above the Firmament" into his body.
As a result, that breath instantly turned into billions of the sharpest blades made of Law fragments, cutting and wreaking havoc in his meridians. If his sword body had not been sharpened to the point of indestructibility, just this one bite would be enough to damage his Dao Foundation.
Three Xiao, Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming...
The faces of all the disciples were filled with unprecedented solemnity.
They finally realized firsthand the horror of this new world.
This is not heaven, nor is it a paradise.
This is a higher dimension and more cruel... hunting ground!
These "ascended ones" from the lower-dimensional world are the most natural and vulnerable prey here.
Just when everyone's hearts were sinking a little bit.
A calm voice broke the solemn silence.
"Not bad."
It's Gu Changqing.
He was still standing at the door of Daoist Temple, his white clothes were better than the snow, and he was spotless. The weight of Law that was enough to crush Daluo Golden Immortal fell on him, but it was like a spring breeze blowing through the willows, leaving no trace.
He looked around this desolate and silent black plain, looking at the skeleton of the ferocious beast in the distance. There was no solemnity or disappointment in his eyes.
Only A Trace seems to be looking at the... calmness of his own back garden.
"This place is very suitable... as a starting point."
Starting point?
When all the disciples heard this, they were shocked in their hearts.
They didn't understand what Master meant, but this sentence was like a shot in the arm, allowing them to instantly break free from the negative emotions suppressed by the environment.
Master said this is the starting point, then this must be the starting point!
Nezha took a deep breath and no longer resisted the pressure. Instead, he tried to "understand" it and "accept" it according to the general outline of Cultivation Technique passed down by Master.
When the Magic Power in his body no longer operates in the Primordial World manner, but switches to the most Origin "occupation" and "assimilation" mode of "Self-Manifestation Technique".
Something wonderful happened.
The Law pressure that was originally as heavy as a mountain was no longer pure rejection and confrontation the moment it came into contact with his Magic Power. The A Trace silky gray Qi of Above the Firmament was "plundered" overbearingly, forcibly refined, and integrated into his Magic Power.
Although this process is still painful, it is like swallowing a knife and scraping a bone.
But Nezha's eyes suddenly lit up!
He felt that his originally stagnant Magic Power, after integrating into this A Trace Qi of Above the Firmament, actually became... more condensed, heavier, and more... powerful!
"That's it!"
On the other side, Yang Jian also opened his eyes, and A Trace flashed across his eyes.
His "Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force" was originally meant to suppress all laws and accommodate the heavens. When he no longer regarded the Law here as a "foreign enemy", but as a "hell" that needed to be "suppressed" and "incorporated".
Those 840 million Universe made a low roar at the same time!
Streams of pure Heavenly Law were forcibly pulled into his body, Universe, and turned into nutrients that tempered the world. The heaviness in his body was rapidly fading away, replaced by an unprecedented... sense of fullness!
Sect Master Tongtian, Three Xiao, Kong Xuan...
Almost at the same time, all the disciples realized it!
The foundation and dimensions of Cultivation Technique passed down from Master are simply not comparable to the "pond" of Primordial World!
From the beginning, they were created to adapt to the rules of the "sea"!
The Law here is so heavy that it is a fatal poison to other living beings.
But for these Temple disciples who have practiced the "Ji Dao Dharma", it is... the supreme medicine for tempering their own Tao and Dharma!
In an instant, the eyes of all the disciples looking at Gu Changqing completely changed.
It's no longer just awe.
Rather, it is almost as fanatical as looking up to "Creator God"!
A prophet? No! Master He simply planned everything!
Just when the disciples were excited and ready to start adaptive cultivation immediately.
Gu Changqing's gaze suddenly turned to the northeast of the wasteland.
His eyes condensed slightly.
As if penetrating the endless, dead void.
There, three powerful Divine Sense exuding greed, arrogance, and A Trace... surprise, are approaching quickly.
"Oh?"
Gu Changqing The corner of his mouth curled into a playful arc.
"The farmer harvesting the crops, are you here?"