Within the Chaos Ancient Road.
The vast, incomparably immense force of time's tearing suddenly swept towards Chen Xun. He stared at the utterly crazed Ke Ding, stunned.
Everything was being ground away. Ke Ding's immortal body was turning to ash, while all things shattered like magma—magnificent and world-shocking.
Chen Xun's finger trembled slightly as his gaze slowly turned to Fu Tian's true spirit, wrapped within the endless Extinguishing Divine Storm. "In the end, you truly had no more contingencies."
The shock in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by boundless calm and indifference—a rationality chilling to the heart.
When Chen Xun had sent Fu Tian away, it had merely been to have him scout the path. He naturally sensed the gathered immortals battling on the Chaos Ancient Road of the Extraterritorial Battlefield. If no immortals had been watching this place, he would have found that even harder to believe.
Even if Immortal Ancient had not blocked the way, other immortals—other Six Tribulation Immortal Lords—would likely have come. Having Fu Tian bear the pressure for him could not have been better.
It just so happened that Immortal Ancient had come. Their battle had triggered the Heavenly Dao Slaughter Tribulation, making the Myriad Race Immortals wary and unwilling to peer in or approach lightly.
Chen Xun had turned and left only to see whether Fu Tian still had any schemes or contingencies, and even more so to see just how many cards Immortal Ancient still held. He had never intended to enter this Chaos Ancient Road...
It had merely been an excuse he gave Fu Tian. Ke Ding still understood him!
Now, he had exploited everything that could be exploited to the utmost. At last, he had safely sent this crippled body into the Chaos Ancient Road. His objective had been achieved.
Chen