“Found it!” John immediately detected a spatial weak point-it was at the throne above the great hall.
Buzz!
The Sword of Divinity and Demons hummed with sword intent as John swung it. A barrage of sword skills, along with Light and Dark magic spells, struck down violently.
Boom!
The hall shook with a deafening roar, and a spatial rift appeared-it was the seal that imprisoned the fallen gods.
Without hesitation, John leapt through the rift.
Spatial power fluctuated as he descended into a barren land.
“What a bizarre place!” John frowned deeply. The environment here was even more unsettling than the Abyss of the Demon Race.
There was no detectable energy or life force here. Seals were scattered everywhere, each imprisoning the fallen gods of various races.
However, there were no gods, Angel Race, or Dark Humans present. Most of the imprisoned beings were from the Skyline Continent’s human race, along with powerhouses from the Beast Clan and the Demon Race.
It seemed that the human race of Skyline Continent had put up a valiant effort against the divine invasion-only to ultimately meet defeat.
The weakest beings sealed here were mid-tier gods, and there were many of them.
With such strength unable to contend against the gods, one could only imagine what would happen to humanity if the world of Gods were to connect with Earth.
“Wait, I sense life!” John exclaimed in surprise as he detected faint life energy and a weak trace of The Immortals’ aura.
It emanated from deep within the sealed grounds.
Without bothering to rescue the other imprisoned powerhouses, John took to the air with Sword Flight, speeding toward the source of the aura.
“Members of the Azure Family!” he shouted in astonishment.
At the heart of the sealed grounds stood a massive sword, towering several hundred meters high. Powerful laws of the universe swirled around it, and sword intent roared violently. Chains bound its blade, anchoring it deep into the earth. Beside it, to his shock, were members of the Azure Family.
The faint aura of The Immortals was emanating from the giant sword.
Without wasting any words, John unleashed Soul Impact against the Azure Family members. Buzz!
The air trembled. Hundreds of Azure Family members bled from their seven orifices as their souls were shattered. They didn’t even have time to scream before they fell dead, one after another.
Only one remained standing, trembling in fear at the sudden massacre unfolding before his
eyes.
Whoosh!
John landed in front of the survivor, staring coldly as he demanded, “Where is the body of The Immortals?”
“Wh-What?” The Azure Family member stammered, swallowing hard as he recognized John. He shook his head repeatedly, stammering, “There’s no body of The Immortals here.”
“No body?” John didn’t bother with pleasantries. He immediately used his soul skill, Memory Extraction, and invaded the man’s soul.
“Hm?” John frowned. As expected, he found no information regarding the remains of The Immortals.
The Azure Family members were here to refine the legacy of The Immortals and to establish a connection between the world of Gods and Earth.
Moreover, only a fully manifested Immortal-level powerhouse from the world of Gods could break the seal and open the passage between the two worlds.
The Azure Family’s presence here served precisely that purpose.
What puzzled John, however, was that a few days ago, The Overseer Heidern suddenly ordered them to halt the process of connecting the passage to Earth.
The Azure Family member had no idea what Heidern’s intentions were.
At this moment, the young man from the Azure Family was left standing there, his face blank and a trickle of drool hanging from his mouth. He stared at John with a foolish smile, clearly mentally impaired.
His soul had been too weak. John’s forceful intrusion had caused irreversible damage.
Without further ado, John unleashed Soul Impact, instantly obliterating him.
“If the body of The Immortals isn’t here, then where could it be?” John frowned, muttering to himself as his gaze drifted toward the towering sword.
This must be the legacy of The Immortals.
Curious, he reached out and touched the giant sword.
Buzz!
The blade shimmered with a radiant glow, and suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind: “Enter the game.”
“Senior, what do you mean?” John quickly asked, recognizing the voice. This was the second time he’d heard those four words.
The first time was in the real world, in the Azure Family’s ancestral grounds, when he acquired the Immortal-level treasure.
He still didn’t understand what those words meant.
But no further voice echoed in his mind. It was as if what he had just heard was a mere illusion.
Staring at the giant sword before him, John found himself in a dilemma.
He had risked his life to come to the Void Area to rescue The Immortals, yet there was no sign of them here-only this legacy. Furthermore, from the memories of the Azure Family member, he had learned that refining this legacy required entering the world of Gods.
He still had several spatial stones in his possession, but if he entered the world of Gods without first establishing a connection back to Earth, he would be trapped there forever. He wasn’t ready to descend into the world of Gods just yet, but he couldn’t leave The Immortals’ legacy here either.
Communicating with his Death Land, he attempted to transfer the giant sword into his
domain.
Clang… clang…
The chains binding the sword rattled violently, but the attempt failed.
The chains were firmly anchoring the sword to this place.
“How dare you touch The Immortals’ legacy!” Enraged, John gripped the Sword of Divinity and Demons. Powerful sword intent surged forth, and he slashed directly at the chains.
Crack!
The chains snapped with a crisp sound. They weren’t as sturdy as he had expected.
He continued to sever each of the dozens of chains restraining the sword.
Buzz…
The longsword hummed and trembled as the power of The Immortals within it grew even
stronger, finally breaking free of its bindings.
John tried again to transfer the sword into the Death Land.
Buzz!
With a flash of sword light, it vanished and entered the Death Land.
“Hm?” Just then, John frowned as he received a distress signal from Tony.
Although The Overseer Heidern was still temporarily entangled by the Hunters, the remaining god-level powerhouses were overwhelming the combined forces of the gods and the Demon Race. They were on the verge of collapse.
“I guess I’ll have to resurrect these guys,” he muttered, looking at the rows of sealed corpses
nearby. Each of them was a terrifying presence at the mid-tier god level or higher. They weren’t completely dead-breaking the seals and infusing them with life force would be
enough to resurrect them.
Even if they couldn’t defeat The Overseer, the chaos caused by these resurrected powerhouses would certainly keep the gods from having any peace.
John approached the corpse of a human from the Skyline Continent. He broke the seal and attempted to establish a connection with the being’s soul.
“What incredible soul power!” John was stunned. Although the corpse belonged to a mid-tier god, its Soul Technique was far superior to his own, making it impossible for him to wake it
up.
He had intended to negotiate a soul contract before reviving the being, even if it meant offering other conditions if the contract was rejected. But without being able to awaken the
soul, there was no way to communicate.
He tried waking up several other mid-tier gods, but each attempt ended in failure. These beings, although categorized as mid-tier gods, were clearly the elite among mid-tier
gods, with power beyond his imagination.
John couldn’t help but wonder-did the forces under the gods truly have the strength to defeat such powerful beings?
Left with no other choice, he decided to go ahead and revive them.
Whoosh!
He activated the power of life laws, pouring immense life force into the first mid-tier god
from the Skyline Continent.
The vast life force instantly stirred the being awake.
Crack… crack…
The god’s eyes slowly opened, his body shifting slightly. The sound of bones cracking echoed
as powerful wind-element laws surged around him. He stood up abruptly from the ground. John instinctively took a step back, warily watching this revived powerhouse.
“I… I’ve awakened?” The being murmured to himself, surprise and joy flashing across his face. He then turned his gaze to John, frowning deeply, a hint of hostility in his eyes. “You’re not from the Skyline Continent’s human race?” The man frowned slightly and then
asked indifferently, “Kid, are you the one who resurrected me?”
John nodded in affirmation.
The man continued, “I am Vaseraga. Consider this a favor I owe you.”
With that, he no longer paid any attention to John. Taking out a porcelain vial, he released a
surge of immense life force and turned to begin resurrecting other god-level powerhouses
from the Skyline Continent’s human race.
Boom…
Tremendous fluctuations of power laws spread through the area. These god-level beings from the Skyline Continent were extraordinarily powerful, with a few emitting auras so strong that John felt they could easily obliterate him.
Fortunately, Vaseraga explained John’s actions to them, and they didn’t cause him any
trouble.
The resurrected gods focused solely on reviving other Skyline Continent humans, ignoring those of other races.
John frowned deeply, sensing that this wasn’t a good sign.
He then moved to the most powerful Beast Clan upper-tier god present and directly shattered
the seal binding him. Vast life force surged and poured into the Beast Clan powerhouse’s
body.
“Kid, stop! You’re not allowed to resurrect other races’ powerhouses!” One of the resurrected
human gods shouted angrily, trying to stop him, but it was too late.
Whoosh!
Fierce winds swirled, and a terrifying aura spread through the area. The Beast Clan being
opened his eyes, his form shifting as he transformed into a colossal, fearsome black dragon.
His massive frame almost filled the entire sealed ground. “Cand-Dragon!” Several of the resurrected human gods from the Skyline Continent gasped,
hastily retreating with wary expressions.
Whoosh!
The black dragon’s body shimmered and shrank, transforming into a young man clad in a
black robe. His long black hair flowed behind him as his dark eyes curiously examined John. He then asked in a deep voice, “Are you one of the Beast Clan, or a human?” “I’m human, but I awakened the Dragon Bloodline.” John answered truthfully, without
concealment.
“Ah, I see.” Cand-Dragon scrutinized him, showing no hostility. In fact, there was a hint of
admiration in his gaze. He continued, “Kid, are you interested in joining my Beast Clan?”
John shook his head and replied, “Senior, Lord Ans-Dragon and Tony are currently leading the Beast Clan in an attack on the Void Area. They are in danger and need your help.” “Ans-Dragon? Tony? They’re still alive?” Cand-Dragon’s eyes brightened as he spoke, “Kid, the Beast Clan owes you a great debt of gratitude.”
Whoosh!
With a swift movement, he resumed his colossal dragon form. Boundless power erupted as he
shattered all the remaining seals in the area. Vast streams of life force converged as he began reviving all the sealed god-level beings, including those of the Demon Race.
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, an overwhelming surge of dark energy erupted. A Demon Race upper-
tier god flew out, confronting Cand-Dragon head-on. He asked coldly, “Cand-Dragon, was it you who saved me?”
“No, it was this human,” Cand-Dragon responded, reverting to his human form and pointing
at John.
“Oh?” The Demon Race powerhouse frowned. “You’re not from the Skyline Continent’s human race. I suppose things aren’t looking too good for the Skyline Continent right now, are
they?”