This was also thanks to His Majesty the King's [ Barbarian Mode ] brute force, which was truly terrifying. If it were any other expert below the level of a Great Sun-Rank Venerable, it would be an impossible task to pull the broken pillar out of the ground and move it to the top of the thousand-meter-high God and Demon Altar.
After catching his breath and wiping the blood and sweat dripping from his face, Sun Fei felt dizzy and realized for the first time how great the porters on Mount Tai in his previous life truly were.
After regaining his strength, Sun Fei endured the excruciating pain in his arms and Summon a [ Full Rejuvenation Potion ] from his sash space. After healing his injuries, he let out a loud shout, leaped into the air, raised the broken pillar, and slowly closed the rough broken surface of the pillar on the ninth level of the altar.
The corrupted Worldstone shimmered with an eerie, bewitching crimson light, perfectly inlaid between the broken pillars. It seemed that the two indentations were born to hold the Worldstone. The two broken pillars slowly closed together, and indeed, they fit together seamlessly, with every bulge and indentation at the break point perfectly aligned.
Gradually, the two broken pillars came together.
After the two broken pillars were completely joined together, the upper half of the pillar emitted a series of slight tremors, like excited chirps, as if two lovers who had been forcibly separated for a thousand years were expressing their excitement at reuniting after a thousand years.
A series of pure, silvery-white rays of light emanated from the broken joint where the stone pillars met, interspersed with streaks of eerie, blood-red light emanating from the corrupted Worldstone. These two colors of light underwent a dramatic transformation, from faint to intensely dazzling, a process that was incredibly wondrous and indescribable.
Soon, the entire vast space inside the mountain was illuminated by these two colored flames, creating a hazy, misty atmosphere that changed color.
To Sun Fei's surprise, the crack at the point where the broken pillars joined together was gradually disappearing. It wasn't a simple joining, but a complete healing process, like the muscles of a living organism constantly and gently undulating to heal. The crack was disappearing bit by bit, and the two broken pillars were 'healing' their injuries, becoming a complete whole again.
Sun Fei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something else and was greatly alarmed.
If these two broken pillars were to be completely joined together, wouldn't the [ Worldstone ] embedded within them be impossible to remove? Sun Fei knew he didn't possess any supernatural powers to break the strange pillar in half again and pry the [ Worldstone ] out.
In a short while, Sun Fei discovered that the pillar seemed to be absorbing the energy from the [ Worldstone ]. The upper half of the pillar was covered with the blood that Sun Fei had left behind, and it was being absorbed little by little, like a sponge absorbing water, into the pillar's delicate texture and disappearing from the surface.
The scene was truly bizarre.
His King was about to retrieve the Worldstone embedded in the broken joint before the two stone pillars completely merged, but at that moment, the stone seat that had been floating in the air suddenly emitted a huge suction force. Sun Fei was like a small iron filings facing a giant magnet; without any resistance, he was pulled onto the stone seat and struggled to break free.
The next moment, the strangest and most astonishing change finally arrived.
Boom! Boom!!!
The entire space of the small world suddenly trembled violently, as if the entire space was about to shatter instantly.
Mountains collapsed with a deafening roar, rivers on the ground suddenly flowed into fissures and disappeared, forests burst into flames, and herds of animals on the grasslands fled in terror, howling in despair. Some dilapidated buildings that had not yet completely collapsed were reduced to ruins and razed to the ground... Amidst the rumbling sounds, volcanoes erupted, spewing lava, creating a terrifying scene reminiscent of the end of the world.
In the southwest of this small world, atop towering mountains.
A bald giant, three meters tall, stood atop a solitary peak a thousand meters high. His eyes blazed with divine light, like two bright lamps piercing the night sky, as he gazed towards the central area. His shock and anger were palpable. "This tremor... could it be... the legendary [ Sky City ] has actually been found? This is impossible! The [ Sky City ]'s Star Class is erratic and mysterious. Legend has it that only the Continent Martial Saint Maradona was fortunate enough to enter it once in his youth. For the next hundred years, the [ Sky City ] seemed to have vanished; no one had ever seen it before. How could it suddenly reappear?"
After saying that, he transformed into a streak of light and flew swiftly towards the source of the earth-shaking tremor.
Behind him, another dark-skinned, thin [ Ghost Guards ] followed closely.
This [ Ghost Guards ] looks exactly like the skinny, dark-skinned old ghost that Sun Fei killed at the Elemental Altar —in fact, the appearances of the elite [ Ghost Guards ] of the Eindhoven Royal Guard are almost identical. They cultivate an extremely vicious Dou Qi technique. When they reach a high level, their skin becomes withered, their fingernails grow wildly long and hard like sick weapons, but they also become neither human nor ghost. Even their mentality is affected by the technique, becoming brutal and bloodthirsty.
This [ Ghost Guards ] was one of the best among his companions, which is why he was able to follow Emperor Kromkamp of Eindhoven to the [ God and Demon Palace ]. He had been with Kromkamp for over thirty years and knew this infamous tyrant best. He had never seen Kromkamp so agitated, his expression ferocious, unable to conceal the intense jealousy within him, and even a hint of fear and panic in his expression.
"What exactly is His Majesty disrupting? Has something major happened?" The [ Ghost Guards ] was puzzled, but the sudden tremors in this small world gave him a deep sense of unease.
The two figures moved like streaks of light, flying swiftly towards the central area of the small world.
To the due north of this small world lies a vast desert.
The blue-haired middle-aged man, who had been walking calmly through the desert, sensed the changes in the elements of heaven and earth in the small world. His expression shifted slightly, and a look of surprise and uncertainty finally appeared on his face. In the end, he took a step forward, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he had crossed a distance of a thousand meters.
Two loyal, taciturn, and strong guards followed behind him, barely managing to keep up with the seemingly slow pace of the blue-haired middle-aged man as they ran towards the center of the small world.
The same thing happened to other groups of powerful individuals who entered the small world.
The mysterious, emerald-eyed white-robed mage, the Necromancer Hasselbaink, the Crown Prince of the Saint-Germain Empire Gilano, wielding the Demigod Dou Weapon [ Black Crystal Staff ], the powerful Ajax, who possessed [ Sand of Earth's Wrath ], Holy Church, whose strength was not high but whose backing was so powerful that no one dared to provoke them, all clearly sensed the strange changes in the small world and discovered the source of these changes. They all rushed towards the center of the small world from their respective directions.
Based on their respective knowledge of some unknown secrets, they roughly deduced what this strange situation in the small world meant—the legendary, elusive, and mysterious realm of gods and immortals, the [ Sky City ], seemed to be about to appear.
[Sky City] has only appeared once in the history of the continent, more than four hundred years ago. However, this brief appearance created Diego Maradona, who is now recognized as the number one master in the entire continent and is invincible as the number one martial saint.
However, since that time, the mysterious [ Sky City ] has never been discovered again. Over the years, countless powerful individuals have entered the level 36 difficulty area of the God and Demon Palace —that is, this small world—through the [ Elemental Gate ]. Among them are some extremely lucky and exceptionally talented individuals, but unfortunately, no one has ever seen this floating city again.
Maradona, the first Martial Saint of the continent, once revealed some information about his encounter with the [ Sky City ], which was extremely similar to today's events. Therefore, some powerful figures who knew the story were not only surprised but also overjoyed, and they rushed towards the central area of the small world.
Of course, there were also some people with clear goals and firm will who did not get involved in this mess. Instead, they chose a suitable location to collect some rare and precious flowers and herbs, using the unique advantages of this small world to hone their strength and race against time to break through their bottlenecks. The four elderly powerhouses that Sun Fei brought in chose to continue their secluded cultivation in place.
Sun Fei stared in disbelief at everything before him.
He was immobilized by the stone seat, which emitted a faint, pure silver light that protected him. Beneath the seat, the instant the two broken pillars closed, the entire [ God and Demon Altar ] seemed like a colossal beast awakening from a long slumber, letting out a thunderous roar and then beginning to stretch its 'muscles'—the dense magical runes on the nine-tiered altar were all activated, pulsating slightly like human capillaries. The blood that Sun Fei had dripped onto the altar Rock flowed into these subtle magical runes, merging with their original light and ultimately coalescing into enormous, silvery-white fluorescent pillars of light. Nine silvery-white pillars of light appeared on each tier of the altar.
The moment the fluorescent beam was generated, the nine-tiered [ God and Demon Altar ] began to rotate.
This was a truly spectacular scene. Each of the nine levels of the altar rotated in a different direction, with completely different frequencies and speeds. Some rotated quickly, some slowly, some clockwise, and some counterclockwise, like nine unstoppable wheels of fate, predicting something through millions of possible random combinations, or as if they were evolving and calculating the trajectory of a predetermined past, a semi-certain present, and an uncertain future.
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