Boundless darkness.
The void, churning with "black waves," rubble, and countless things impossible to see clearly or describe, was as mysterious, dim, and silent as a deep mire.
It resembled a deep sea, and also an ancient swamp forest stretching beyond the horizon...
This was Soulfall Marsh.
The Blue-Robed Figure swiftly flew out of a Command Token outside Soulfall Marsh. Looking over the marsh before him, he still recalled the words he had heard before leaving, his heart heavy:
"Even Chao Shi has fallen..."
He felt grief and anger at his death, and bewilderment at the uncertainty ahead.
Of the three Mahayana cultivators in Sea-Cutting Cliff's Four Great Realms, two were dead and one wounded. The Cloud-Heaven Realm had also been breached. Judging by the situation before he left, its complete occupation was probably only a matter of time.
Without the Cloud-Heaven Realm contending against the Supreme True Buddha, he had virtually no chance of breaking through Immortal Pass and freeing the Little Cang Realm.
But before he could think further, warning surged through his heart again!
"Where do you think you're escaping to?"
A gray figure appeared without warning a short distance before him, compassion and greed intermingling on his face. A corner of one sleeve of his monk's robe was missing, exposing an arm and hand seemingly coated in gold dust. The instant he appeared, he summoned the nameless mighty power around him and reached for Wang Ba!
The Northern Great Bodhisattva!
Wang Ba's heart sank. The wings on his back instinctively beat, and he silently retreated amid azure wind. Yet the Northern Great Bodhisattva had already become familiar with his methods. Almost the instant he moved, a Buddhist Prayer Bead shot toward him, as though his trajectory had been laid bare!
Bang!
With uncanny precision, the Buddhist