A thousand years later.
At the border of Supreme Unity.
The Alliance cultivators of the Ten Thousand Clans had been waiting for a long time. Vast arrays spread out, their killing formations terrifying enough to shake the world.
But at this moment.
Instead of Wang Qicang, over a hundred Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Lords arrived!
"Who?!"
"Haha, break the array!"
"Punch through!!!"
Rumble-
Heavenly lightning blazed, and the heaven and earth rules fell into turmoil in an instant.
Wang Qicang was fighting his way over through a bloody path. His eyes suddenly widened, and he cried out in horror, "Everyone!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Hum-
From both sides of the mountains and rivers, figures swept across like fleeting swan shadows. They carried world-shaking killing light; before they arrived, their blood came first. All they left were low roars: "Brother Wang, go!!!"
"Brother Wang!"
"Brother Wang, fight your way out!!"
"Do not disappoint us!"
"Kill-"
Wang Qicang's black hair whipped wildly as dozens of figures rushed past him on either side. His eyes reddened. Without a word or a backward glance, he surged toward the breach in the array, until he saw several old friends using their bodies to keep the array from repairing itself.
"Heh..."
One old friend had scarlet blood pouring from his mouth and nose, making his smile seem bloodthirsty. He weakly rested a hand on Wang Qicang's shoulder before it fell limp, leaving only a scarlet streak across Wang Qicang's shoulder.
He had wanted to say something, but could no longer get the words out.
Wang Qicang's lips trembled. There was no time to look any longer. With one sudden stride, he crossed the border.
At the border of the Taiyi Immortal Domain.
Three immortals lowered their gazes, their brows creasing slightly. Enough. Seize him.
Yet just