"Alright, seeing how miserable you are, I'll take you out of here out of kindness."
Although I don't know why my great-grandfather is so concerned about you, he must have his reasons, so I just helped out.
As she spoke, she turned around and skipped towards the outer edge of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. Her relaxed demeanor made it seem as if she were not strolling through a forbidden zone that could cause Mighty One Life Forbidden Zone to perish, but rather taking a walk in her own backyard.
Ye Fan and the others exchanged bewildered glances.
But at this moment, they had no choice but to support each other and struggle to keep up with Ji Ziyue's pace.
Strangely enough, as they walked behind Ji Ziyue, the group felt that the omnipresent, life-stripping, eerie power seemed to have weakened considerably. Although they were still uncomfortable, they could at least walk with difficulty.
Led by a bright young girl, the group traversed the desolate, crimson Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, a scene both eerie and wondrous.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the dark red land and crater mountains gradually disappeared behind us, and sparse vegetation appeared ahead. Although it was mostly withered and yellow, it finally gave us a sense of life.
"We're almost out of the restricted area," Ji Ziyue said, turning around.
And just as they stepped off the edge of that crimson land—
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
A sudden whooshing sound rang out, and streaks of rainbow light of various colors rushed from the distant horizon, landing not far in front of the group in the blink of an eye.
The light faded, revealing figures.
There were men and women, young and old, dressed in various styles, but they all had one thing in common—they all exuded a powerful aura, some walking on rosy clouds, some surrounded by auspicious colors, and some hovering in the air riding strange weapons.
They could all fly!
"An immortal... an immortal?!"
Beside Ye Fan, an old classmate shouted excitedly, his voice hoarse and trembling.
The scene before them was remarkably similar to the immortals flying through the air as described in their myths and legends!
The Douluo Continent was in an uproar.
"Flying... flying through the air? Without relying on Martial Soul or Soul Power, just... standing in the sky?"
Ma Hongjun's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. All the previous mockery and indifference on his fat face froze instantly, turning into unbelievable horror.
Ning Rongrong's throat bobbed, her voice dry. "They... can every single one of them fly?"
In the Douluo Continent, only those who reach the Titled Douluo level can briefly hover in the air with their powerful Soul Power. Standing leisurely on the clouds like this is simply a miracle.
Oscar's lips trembled, his expression blank. "They... are the... cultivators that Ji Ziyue was talking about?"
The "cultivation" that Ji Ziyue spoke of, which could grant immortality and even reverse aging, was already astonishing. But the scene of "flying through the air" before her eyes was a manifestation of that unfamiliar and unattainable power system in the most shocking way.
Yu Xiaogang trembled violently, his eyes fixed on the Heavenly Screen, muttering to himself:
" The Bitter Sea, the Divine Bridge, the Other Shore... Could it be that the 'cultivation' they speak of can grant one such... such extraordinary power from the very beginning?"
He devoted his life to studying Martial Soul Theory and pursuing the ultimate power of Soul Master, but at this moment, his established cognitive framework suffered an unprecedented shock.
In the world of the Douluo Continent, Soul Master need to awaken their Martial Soul, acquire Soul Ring, and climb the ranks step by step with great difficulty. However, the cultivators in the world depicted in the scene seem to start from the clouds.
Tang San's pupils contracted to their maximum size.
In his previous life, he Tang Sect. Those with exceptional lightness skills could cross water on flat ground and leap several meters in one bound, which was considered top-tier.
While a high level of mastery of the Mysterious Heaven Skill can enable one to leap and bound, it is nothing compared to the scene before us, where one defies gravity and remains suspended in mid-air for an extended period.
"Could it be... that the cultivation in that world directly points to the fundamental principles of the Great Dao, thus enabling it to possess such incredible power?"
A terrible thought began to grow in his mind.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Fengzhi's hand trembled slightly. Even this sect leader, who had seen countless storms, could not hide his surprise at this moment.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School is the wealthiest in the world, with an intelligence network spanning the entire continent, yet they have never heard of such an existence.
"Flight" may not be incomprehensible, but its prevalence, ease, and association with "immortality" and "rejuvenation" completely transcend the scope of " Soul Grandmaster," pointing to a distinctly different and higher level of life form and power.
Spirit Hall, there was an equally deathly silence.
Bibi Dong sat enthroned on the Pope throne, her fingers deeply embedded in the armrests. Her stunningly beautiful face was devoid of its usual elegance and majesty, replaced only by an almost greedy shock and longing.
"Flying through the sky and escaping into the earth... achieving immortality and eternal vision..."
She repeated it in a low voice, her eyes flashing intensely with purple light.
While the Rakshasa God Trial granted her immense power, the process was treacherous, painful, and fraught with misfortune.
What is revealed in the Heavenly Screen is another magnificent and righteous path, directly pointing to the evolution of the origin of life!
If... if Douluo Continent could also have such a path...
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo were already sweating profusely. The pride of being Titled Douluo seemed so pale and laughable in front of a "cultivator" who could collectively fly through the air and manipulate time as if it were flowing water.
They pursue lifelong titles and positions, and live for over two hundred years, while for the other side it might just be the beginning?
"So... we were the frogs in the well."
The Gui Mei voice was hoarse, filled with endless bitterness.
Yue Guan's face turned deathly pale, all traces of her previous sarcasm gone.
He recalled how he had previously mocked those old men for "daydreaming," and now his face burned with embarrassment.
In that world, "daydreams" are actually a tangible reality!
He cherished his appearance throughout his life and studied the art of preserving youth, but all he could do was delay aging. Meanwhile, the other person... could cultivate to maintain his youth forever and even reverse the passage of time!
The entire Douluo Continent, from the imperial court to the border towns, from the Soul Master sects to the humble alleys of ordinary people, was plunged into a collective silence and shock.
The earlier mockery of the desire for "rejuvenation" now echoed most harshly, slapping the face of everyone who had uttered those sarcastic remarks.
They mock others for being "mad," unaware that they themselves are the ones with the narrow-mindedness of a frog in a well.
Their unwavering belief in the ironclad laws of life and their cultivation system proved as fragile as paper in the face of the power of another world.
In the Heavenly Screen, the gazes of those "immortals" seemed to penetrate the light barrier and fall upon the hearts of every living being on the Douluo Continent, carrying a detached tranquility that was more humiliating than any mockery.
What chilled them to the bone even more was that Ji Ziyue's previously casual words now resonated in their minds like a resounding bell—
"Cultivation is inherently defying the heavens, a struggle to seize life from the heavens."
"Those with profound cultivation can live for thousands of years, so maintaining a youthful appearance is nothing difficult for them."
This is not a myth or legend, nor is it the ramblings of a madman.
An unprecedented emotion, a mixture of inferiority, longing, fear, and a frantic thirst for knowledge, began to spread like wildfire in the hearts of countless beings on the Douluo Continent.
They stared intently at the Heavenly Screen, at the "immortals" soaring through the air, at Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the "elders" whose hope had been rekindled, realizing for the first time with such clarity:
Beyond the heavens, there lies another heaven.