My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 764 - 644: Sudden Change

Chapter 764: Chapter 644: Sudden Change

God Monarchs were gathered all over!

The entire high-level circle vanished...

Such a massive event, it was completely rocking the heavens!!!

Many disciples of large sects were relentlessly sending information upwards.

The message traveled through layers, finally reaching Central Immortal Domain, alarming all the high-level authorities!

A secret realm possibly containing the remains of an Immortal might not amount to much, but a secret realm that had buried the entire high-level circle of East Wilderness, even in Central Immortal Domain, was a world-shaking event.

After almost a full day, the Immortals of Central Immortal Domain arrived, some Eight-realm Immortals even personally made a move. They searched the area for a long time before finally exclaiming in surprise, "Trans-dimensional?"

"On the other side is a Great Thousand World Traction Array, it’s accumulated power over countless tens of thousands of years. I guess the secret realm is now on the other side’s territory!"

"Isn’t that a disaster!"

"Better start looking for a place quickly, it could lead to a major issue if we’re late. All the disciples of East Wilderness are inside. If anything happens, East Wilderness will be in decline for tens of thousands of years!"

"If this...if this happens, and the ancestors blame us, we would get heavily reprimanded. I don’t want to go defend the Door of the Two Realms in North Cold!"

"I think the cellar entrance in East Wilderness is the worst. Unable to fast and meditate in peace, the days just drag on!"

"Sigh, it’s such a hassle. Just woke up and there are loads of problems."

"There’s no choice. The Fourth and Fifth Epoch left behind too many problems. As the world recovers, all sorts of chaotic things are emerging."

"Isn’t that true? Recently, various trans-dimensional relics sprout out, most of them from the Fourth Epoch. I really admire those predecessors, they really know how to cause trouble."

"Isn’t that so? The last time I found an Altar, I curiously went in and found more than a dozen half-demon Immortal-level beings looking at me as if facing a great enemy. Don’t know what the predecessors did to these worlds!"

"Those were still better. For the ravaged hostile worlds, going there is like invoking heavenly punishment. It’s one thing to be pursued by people, but there’s also the Thunder Tribulation that shows your location. That leaves me absolutely speechless!"

"Hey, the ’holes’ left by our ancestors make our current Epoch’s trans-dimensional journeys extremely difficult!"

"Sigh..."

"..."

After conversing for a moment, several Immortals began to take action. They built the Altar and seized the traces of the vanished secret realm, tracing its path as they transversed dimensions.

...

...

When Wang Zijia discovered that his heart was erupting with power so great it exceeded even that of a Celestial Immortal, he sensed that something was wrong.

Despite being an apparent treasure, life was still more important.

So he tried to connect to his Sea of Consciousness subconsciously, planning to flee.

The next moment, he was dumbstruck.

He could not sense the other Demon Seeders at all!

Not the vague sensing due to being separated by a Mini World that hinders trans-dimensional teleportation, but the absolute absence of sensing.

"Could it be... that I’m not in Shen Hong’s Great Thousand World anymore?"

Wang Zijia thought of something and quickly looked upwards, peering outside through the secret realm.

The faintly discernable Ruins of East Wilderness were gone. Outside the secret realm was a dark Void that appeared to be rapidly traversing.

As if some enormous force was pulling the entire secret realm, rushing towards an unknown territory!

At this moment, the scene of the Void Passage during Taiching Palace’s invasion popped up in Wang Zijia’s mind.

And also the subsequent suicidal invasion of East Wilderness by the Witch Realm, seemingly looking for something.

Obviously, during that invasion, not only did the Witch Realm bury most of its high-end power in the Taiching Palace, but they also left behind some treasure!

A treasure valuable enough for the big shots of the remaining Witch Realm to spare no cost to retrieve it.

Thinking about this, Wang Zijia looked at the heart in front of him that was slowly converging its light. His thoughts were racing.

"What’s going on?"

"Damn, I can’t get out again!"

"The outside is Void, are you looking to die if you go out?"

"Are we travelling through the Void?"

"Where are we going? Have the Immortals of Central Immortal Domain started to seize the world?"

"I hope that’s the case. I have a feeling, we might accidentally end up in the Extraterritorial."

"What!"

"What did you do, what is that thing in your hand!"

"Right, I’ve just seen you activate that thing. You’re not an Extra-Territorial Demon, are you?"

"Maybe he’s an Alien God!"

"..."

With such a change, it naturally couldn’t be concealed from the God Monarchs within the secret realm. Everyone was first in chaos for a moment.

The next moment, their sights were aimed at Wang Zijia as they tried to coerce him to hand over the treasure and the Alien God Immortal Crystal.

However, Wang Zijia ignored them. Before they could surround him, he disappeared without a trace with the heart that had just finished its eruption and was slowly gathering its light.

The monks all around, watched as Wang Zijia vanished right before their eyes. All sorts of spells were cast haphazardly, yet none could locate Wang Zijia’s whereabouts.

...

As the monks looked around everywhere for Wang Zijia, Wang Zijia quietly descended, fleeing towards the seven floating islands below.

Just when he touched the edge of Changmei Island and was about to tunnel through, he froze and instinctively looked back.

He saw the sky filled with raging Demonic Flames.

A Fruit Position of an Earth Immortal, filled with a rich Dao Charm and an overwhelming Death Qi, emerged, which mirrored the alien god Immortal Crystal that Wang Zijia had just pocketed.

It was the Fruit Position of the devil mummified lord’s corpse from before!

He too, was killed by someone’s strategy.

Along with this Immortal Dao Fruit Position, there also appeared Yao Wenxuan, with spilled blood on the corners of his mouth, pus flowing from all over his body, the richness of his Death Qi reached its peak, and a lotus flower of blood white emitting light on his eyebrows.

He quickly collected a pile of treasures, and with the speed of lightning, he broke through the space for escape, charging straight towards Wang Zijia’s direction.

All the monks who were searching with all their might suddenly changed their direction and pursued Yao Wenxuan.

"Holy crap! This shooting star!"

Seeing this scenario, Wang Zijia was startled and without hesitation, he dove onto the Changmei Fairy Island.

The next moment, Yao Wenxuan followed him closely.

"Pfft!"

One after the other, the two dove into Changmei Island.

The group of monks that followed afterwards were unable to stop them, creating a complete uproar.

The fact that two people took turns receiving the Immortal’s Legacy was crazy enough, but on top of that, they both seemed unusually powerful.

The former seemed to be an extra-territorial Sky Demon from a foreign domain, and the latter...was able to move in and out of such essential islands.

Such changes were enough to make a group of Turbid Immortals lose their sanity.

...

Inside the Changmei Island, Wang Zijia looked out with a pale green face, then a purple one, at the monks who were in a frenzy outside the island.

He had sneaked in quietly without attracting any attention. Even if something were to happen when he reached the Foreign World later, he might have been able to hide here.

But now...

"Thud!"

Like a meteorite, Yao Wenxuan fell to the ground.

"Cough cough!"

He coughed continuously, but instead of blood, he spat out a pain-inducing yellowish fluid with a dreadful odor.

Sores continuously appeared all over his body, continuously dripping pus, and his terrifying recovery speed was nowhere in sight.

An extremely dense aura of Death Dao was wreaking havoc in his body.

If it wasn’t for the flashing lotus flower between his eyebrows and the permeating Dao power, Wang Zijia would not have doubted for a moment that he would have turned into a puddle of pus immediately and left the world!

Clearly, he indeed had an exaggerated suppression ability towards Death Dao, but once this power was too strong, beyond his limit, the effect was different.

Just like how water can put out fire, but if the fire is too big and the water too little, it would instead be turned into hydrogen and oxygen, aiding combustion.

Yao Wenxuan was probably in such a situation right now.

His whole body was continuously turning into pus, emitting a foul smell, decaying, as if the whole person would melt at any moment.

The dreadful expression on his face could vaguely be seen from his decaying features. Obviously, he didn’t lack such torturous perception. However, there was no screaming or groaning, just clenching his silver teeth to endure the pain. He was a real tough guy!

Seeing Yao Wenxuan in such a pitiful state, Wang Zijia’s face darkened a lot less.

After all, they were good friends who shared life and death. Even in this state, Yao Wenxuan could not be blamed for his rough tactics.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, about to check on him, hoping to help somehow.

But as soon as he approached, Yao Wenxuan’s Dao power began to increase intensely, regardless of his injuries, it locked onto Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia frowned, and said, "Fellow Daoist, I mean no harm. This kid and I have a pretty good relationship, I just want to help him."

"There’s no need. His life can’t cope with the salvation you will bestow on him."

For the first time, Wang Zijia heard the ancient voice from inside Yao Wenxuan and a vague figure appeared, looking at Wang Zijia and said:

"Although I don’t know what Dao you cultivate, the depth of Karma Dao is too deep. I am not a senile man, I can sense it. Our kind cannot afford your heavenly karma. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, he will have to endure it himself."

The words revealed undisguised dread towards Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia was dumbstruck, looking in astonishment at the spectral figure from Yao Wenxuan’s body.

The words of the spectral figure surprised Wang Zijia; did he sense Wang Zijia’s Demon Seeding trait?

Wrong, if that were the case, Yao Wenxuan would not have interacted with him for so long.

However, it wasn’t that there was no sensation. At the very least, the figure should know that getting deeply entangled with him might be troublesome, probably this is why Yao Wenxuan resisted him.

He probably had a clear understanding of Yao Wenxuan’s day and night misfortune, thus indirectly sensing something!

This old ghost, was he really a saint?

At that moment, Wang Zijia had a thought flash across his mind. However, he didn’t insist any longer. He glanced at Yao Wenxuan, who was continuously decaying on the ground, and ignored him.

He even retreated a bit further.

Only after seeing that Wang Zijia had distanced himself a bit did Old Ghost Tong breathe a sigh of relief. He then continued to save Yao Wenxuan, with the Lotus between his eyebrows flashing continually.

As for Wang Zijia, he observed the situation outside.

He had no plans to wait here.

After the completion of cross-world traversal, he had no idea of the situation on the other side. If he hid here and a superpower from the Foreign World arrived, he felt that his little frame would certainly not hold up.

He hadn’t noticed anyone on the Island before, so he could try and stay. But now...

The best option would be to rush out the moment he exited this place, as long as he didn’t fall directly into the enemy’s base. Then, throw out enough Anchor Artifacts and find a place to hide afterwards.