Boom!
A vast stretch of Sea-Cutting Cliff's wall silently shattered and collapsed, rapidly plunging into the vortex under its suction and unleashing a soul-shaking roar.
The thin primal chaos source substance nearby formed a tremendous whirlwind under the suction of the vortex between the Six Staffs. Wind surged like tides, its eye at the very center of the vortex.
Deep within the vortex, Fanming's body rose and fell as he strained to spread his wings, raised his head, and cried out in fury!
Four pillars of light stretched across the void like four massive iron chains, linking the four staffs completely to the Four Great Realms.
Wang Ba stood tall in the void beside one pillar of light. His azure robe whipped violently in the whirlwind, yet his figure remained immovable. At that moment, his Divine Sense spread in every direction, sensing the battle before the distant Four Great Realms, sensing the flow of countless mysterious golden patterns across Sea-Cutting Cliff's wall... His fingers moved rapidly through calculations, keen light flickering in his eyes. Drawing a thread from the nourishment the cultivators and Primordial Gods and Devils behind him supplied to the Earth-Cleaving Staff, he swiftly restored his own condition.
With the Four Great Realms there, their pressure was undoubtedly much lighter.
At the same time, a look that said this was no surprise flashed through Wang Ba's eyes.
As he had expected, the key to breaking Sea-Cutting Cliff lay in the Four Great Realms.
Human strength had its limits.
Opening Sea-Cutting Cliff with the strength of numerous cultivators might not be difficult, but destroying it completely was almost impossible, even with the Six-Candle Staff of Communing with the Netherworld.
Only the Four Great Realms were themselves one with Sea-Cutting Cliff. As long as Sea-Cutting Cliff remained intact, the Four