Chapter 1045: Halfway There

ink of an eye, had become a gigantic black hole!All the people from both families in Kongguan who were in the valley never expected such a situation to occur, causing many to fall directly into the bl...The gleam in Ginger Cloud's eyes and his sudden excitement made Aotu look at him puzzledly. "This here," he said, "is the rift where my Ancient Clan resided in the prehistoric era!"

"Now, it's hidden within the sacred relics of my tribe, inside the five peaks of Dahuang!"

“The illusion you experienced actually took place within this dimensional rift!”

While he was speaking, there was no sign of movement from Huantú. Suddenly, within that boundless space devoid of heaven and earth, a world stripped of its radiance slowly materialized before their eyes.

Although this world was beyond devastated, Jiang Yun immediately recognized it. It was indeed the desolate world of the Huang Clan where he had lived for nearly ten years within the illusion.

Looking at this world, Hu Tu's eyes showed a look of reminiscence. He strode directly toward the world, until his figure completely disappeared into it.

Jiang Yun, however, remained standing in place, motionless.

Because he was still pondering the state that had just been presented in this space.

There was no heaven or earth, everything around was empty nothingness, just like the place where their own grandfathers were trapped!

Ginger waited for a group of people for ten thousand years. Ever since they left the Shanhai Realm, they should have returned to the Ginger Demon Heaven, but instead, they were inexplicably trapped in a void without heaven and earth.

For such a space, Gingercloud had never seen it, let alone heard of it. Now, unexpectedly, he saw something similar within the sacred relic of the Wild Clan!

Of course, this also made Jiang Yun suddenly realize: "Is it possible that Grandpa and the others were also trapped inside some kind of sacred artifact"

Although this was just Ginger Cloud's guess, it gave Ginger Cloud a lead that might help them find their grandfather.

>At worst, we can search for other eight clans' sacred relics. Perhaps we might find Grandpa and the others that way.

After making up his mind, Jiang Yun also followed Huangtu and stepped into this world that was already dead!

Standing above the overcast sky, Jiang Yun looked down at what lay below.

Although this world has been dead for countless years, there are still ruins and remnants scattered everywhere. From them, Jiang Yun can easily see the shadow of the once prosperous city.

The voice of the desolate diagram also sounded in Jiangyun's ear, "That is where the five palaces of my desolate clan are located. That was where I lived."

And within the sound of the desolate map, in Jiang Yun's eyes, those ruins overlapped with the deserted city in his dream.

Even, Jiang Yun saw familiar faces and heard a cacophony of noise around him. The desolate world below gradually came to life...

Now, Jiangyun could finally understand what the demonic elder who had bestowed upon him the Vajra Demon Mark had said.

The illusion feels so real not only because the multitude of characters within it are played by humans, but also because the buildings and objects that populate it truly exist.

Finally, in Gingercloud's gaze appeared a vast cemetery!

This is something that doesn't exist in the phantom city!

And the desolate figure pointed with his hand toward the cemetery: "There, is where all my people of the desolate clan are buried!"

Needless to say, Jiang Yun had already taken a step and appeared in the graveyard!

Although it is a cemetery, in actuality there are not many tombs within, only a few hundred, and their sizes also vary greatly.

The largest tombs are at least ten thousand square feet, while the smallest are only a few feet square.

“Those large burial mounds are for the warriors of my tribe who fell in battle. Most of their remains have long since been scattered, so I could only bury them together.”

"Those small graves, they are of some of my dearest kin!"

Gingercloud silently walked up to each tomb, clasped his fist in a bow, and paid his deepest respects.

Although I've never had any interaction with these barbarians in reality, within the dream realm, we lived and died together.

Especially Yi Zheng and others, they are also buried in this tomb!

Standing before the tombstone, Jiang Yun seemed to be able to see Yi Zheng and the others' smiling faces, and hear them calling out their "Sir!"

"My brothers, Ginger has come to see you!"

Next, Jiang Yun paid his respects to each tomb in turn until he came across one tombstone inscribed with six characters: "Tomb of Clan Sister Huang Yu!"

Seeing this tombstone, Ginger Cloud couldn't help but think of the nameless one again.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yun no longer thought much about it and bowed deeply as well.

Just like that, Jiang Yun finished paying respects to all the graves and then looked up at Huang Tu and said, “Brother Huang, I’m leaving!”

So far, Jiang Yun still doesn't know if the time flow in the Illusory Realm is the same as reality. If it is, then he has been in this desolate Nine Regions for ten years.

After such an experience, he longed for his family and his hometown even more.

Besides, there are many other things waiting for him to do in reality, so he has to leave.

"Good!" Huatu nodded. "You asked me earlier if there was a way to take me with you, and now I'm telling you, there is!"

"What can we do"

"Become the master of the Nine Netherworlds!"

Jiang Yun was taken aback and said, "What do you mean"

"The Nine Realms of Extinction, in my opinion, are actually an independent world. As long as you become the master of this world, then naturally you can take me, even the nine ancestral artifacts, and leave here."

The explanation of the desolate map, Ginger Cloud is not hard to understand, but to achieve this, in Ginger Cloud's opinion, it's simply impossible!

Even the powerful Nine Clans were unable to become masters of the Nine Nether Realms. How could an outsider like me possibly achieve it

Moreover, even if it were truly possible, who knows what kind of price would have to be paid on that day!

Therefore, Ginger Cloud frowned and said, “Brother Huāng, I’m afraid I can’t do this!”

"No!"

Huāng Tú stared fixedly at Jiāng Yún and said, "If it were anyone else, it would be impossible. But you, you can definitely do it."

"Even, you have already done half of it!"

Huangtu's words made Jiangyun's brows furrow even tighter. Just as he was about to continue questioning, a sudden tremor ran through his body, and he blurted out: "Earth Guardian Realm and Heaven Blessing Realm"

"Not bad, you guessed it!"

To become a master of the world, it's simple, just become the Lord of Realms!

But to become the Lord of Realms, one needs to gain the recognition and protection of both the earth and the sky of this world.

Although the Nine Netherworlds existed for a tremendously long time and gave birth to powerful Nine Extinction Clans, no one has ever been able to ascend to the Earthly Protector or Heavenly Grace Realm within the Nine Netherworlds.

"It's not that we can't do it, but that we dare not."

"The Nine Netherworlds are sacred ground, inviolable and holy to the members of the Nine Clans."

Even with immense courage, no one would dare to absorb the power of heaven and earth contained within the Nine Desolate Lands.

"And you, however, have already absorbed the power of this land and stepped into the realm of Earth Guardians!"

"You are able to step into the peak of Earth Guardian all at once, capable of wielding the power of nine clans. Besides my help, it's also because you have gained the recognition of this land."

Moreover, your master Gu Bulao's transmission of the Nine Sacrifices Heavenly Art from the Silent Clan to you has even caused you to draw upon the 至陽 power of the Nine Regions of Extinction. Although those are temporary, there will still be a small amount existing within your body.

"In the future, you can completely rely on these Yang powers as a guide, and through the connection between the five peaks of Dahuang, continuously absorb the Yang power until you reach the Heavenly Protection Realm!"

"By then, you will be the master of the Nine Desolations, and you will be able to control the sacred artifacts of the Nine Desolation Clans!"

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