This incomparable sense of power was so intense. Such authority and might could not be matched by even one ten-thousandth of any other power.
It intoxicated people and made them lose themselves. It could even make one detached and cold; though he knew the suffering of all living beings, Ji Yuan discovered that his heart was utterly unmoved.
Turning to look beside him, Ji Yuan sent Xiezhi scrambling backward in panic with a single glance.
"Ji Yuan, wake up!"
"Gulp~"
His heart gave a powerful beat. It turned out that all those sensations had lasted only as long as a single heartbeat.
Yet Ji Yuan's thoughts had sunk into confusion. Standing upon the Black Wasteland, watching demonic qi and demonic flames surge skyward, he remained blankly still.
Xiezhi had always wanted to approach Ji Yuan, but he simply could not get close. At first, he had been afraid; later, no matter how he walked or flew, he could not shorten the distance between himself and Ji Yuan. No matter how he shouted, the other man seemed unable to hear him.
One month, two months, three months... More than five full months passed. The chaotic battles across the world showed no sign of subsiding, and the clash between righteousness and evil in the Two Wastelands remained exceptionally fierce.
Or rather, it had been fierce from the very beginning and had never weakened.
Yet at Immeasurable Mountain, everything had become eerily quiet. Starting two months earlier, Immeasurable Mountain would occasionally fall somewhat silent; a month ago, that silence had begun to persist without interruption until now.
That did not mean there was no sound. The only sounds were howls and roars coming from the Desolate Realm, yet no demon dared cross Immeasurable Mountain.
Zuo Wuji planted his flat staff against the