My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 905 - 749: The Ancient Desolation Battlefield Transforms into a Seemingly Infinite Mysterious Domain of Plot

Chapter 905: Chapter 749: The Ancient Desolation Battlefield Transforms into a Seemingly Infinite Mysterious Domain of Plot

Wang Zijia listened to Ding Haiping’s words while his golden pupils flickered for a moment. He could not discern any particularity about the giant creature. After examining it again, he found nothing special about the creature.

It was just a standard explosive soldier Wicked Ghost matrix.

Once again, he summoned forth a surge of flames that filled the sky.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The huge star-like sphere let out frenzied screams, but its energy level wasn’t even that of a Turbid Immortal, so despite its large appearance, it was of no use.

As it caught fire all over, the wriggling black tree roots also lost their strength and stopped thrashing at them.

Gradually losing the strength to struggle, it eventually became a mass of flames, burning and falling as if stars were being destroyed, shattered, and plummeting, which looked quite spectacular.

In a moment, the great star was completely burned to ashes, and Wang Zijia obtained a gelatinous Wicked Ghost core. The palm of his hand opened with a ghostly mouth, and the Five Ghosts happily swallowed it.

At this time, Ding Haiping arrived at the core area of where the star had been suspended, closing his eyes and sensing quietly for an instant.

When he opened his eyes, his entire eyes turned pitch black, dotted with stars, looking like a miniaturized starry sky.

As his gaze swept across, it finally rested on a spot.

In a flash, the Haoyang Mirror appeared above his head, and a divine light shot out from the Haoyang Mirror.

It shone on the space area he was looking at, and the area began to fluctuate, with silver ripples appearing and quickly expanding, turning into a different space portal in the blink of an eye.

"Found it, the other side is the mysterious Giant Tree Spatial Mystical Domain Group!" Ding Haiping said with an obvious sigh of relief.

It seemed that he had not been completely confident before about being able to find the entrance to that strange space again.

Wang Zijia swept his gaze over the crowd and said, "Fifth Brother, you stay here and guard this place. The rest will come with me to take a look."

Li Shenghui opened his mouth, then silently nodded his head.

"Be careful, the other side is a giant tree space that connects the Primordial Suppressing, Zhenmo, and our Spirit Suppressing Three Domains, and it is further divided by countless honeycomb-like mysterious domain clusters, making it extremely intricate and complicated."

"Moreover, the entire space is very active and highly unstable. When I fled before, there was a moment when one step would take me through five different mysterious realms. However, the closer to the central space, the more stable it becomes······"

Ding Haiping put away the Haoyang Mirror, handed over the control of the portal to Li Shenghui, and then cautioned everyone.

Everyone nodded their heads, with most of the information having already been stored in the alliance’s Information Library by Ding Haiping previously.

On the way here, everyone had seen it, so after exchanging glances, they successively entered the portal.

After everyone had entered, Wang Zijia and Ding Haiping followed suit, rushing into the silver portal and into the so-called Giant Tree Mysterious Domain Group.

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The moment he stepped into the space portal, Wang Zijia felt a strong sense of spatial displacement.

At the same time, his eyes took on multicolored tints, and his ears were filled with a cacophony of noises.

"I’m cultivating my own Dao, none of your damn business!"

"Haha, what a great Dao Court, even trying to control the Dao Consistency that I cultivate!"

"Defying the heavens, daring to divide the Southern Spirit, aspiring to refine the Immortal World, deserving damnation!"

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At this moment, Wang Zijia felt as if he were not passing through a space to enter some giant tree space!

Instead, he was shuttling through countless spaces, leaping rapidly, undergoing intense spatial transitions that threw his spiritual awareness into utter chaos.

It was as if he had been thrown into a gigantic washing machine, churning relentlessly, and this drum was divided into countless spaces, each one filled with bizarre phenomena and governed by strange rules.

Continuously shuttling between these mysterious realms caused disorientation of the spiritual awareness, making one feel extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Zijia was dazed and did not know how many mysterious realms he had passed through when suddenly, he caught a whiff of an unusual scent.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the Balanced Scale in his mind actually vibrated on its own, shining with golden light.

There was clearly something good in this mysterious realm he was passing through!!!

The somewhat bewildered Wang Zijia also instantly sensed something, and subconsciously mobilized his mana, driving the sole complete Golden Weight within his Dantian.

In an instant, the strange strength of the Balanced Scale was, for the first time, transformed into Dao power by Wang Zijia, actively drawn out. It circulated around his body.

In that moment, Wang Zijia seemed to have embraced a Reef Stone, anchoring himself fixedly amidst the rolling space, firmly stabilizing himself on the spot.

"By the mandate of heaven, the Heavenly Emperor decrees: Demon Dao Ling Jingzi, relying on the ancient Primordial Suppressing Inheritance, recklessly enlightens Mountain Spirits and Demons, causing havoc, yet showing no sign of remorse. Now further worsening, attempting to divide the Southern Spirit, devouring realms to nurture demons, replacing the world with himself, insidiously plotting, deserving death!"

"Deserving death!"

"Deserving death!"

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Before he could understand the situation, he heard a sound like the ringing of a Hongmeng Grand Clock in his ear. The proclamation of death echoed in Wang Zijia’s mind for a long time.

"Kill!"

Even before Wang Zijia could recover from his stupor, he heard battle cries, as if coming from above the Nine Heavens and reverberating across the sky.

When Wang Zijia instinctively looked up, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

It was no mere resemblance!

The sounds of combat were indeed coming from the sky.

He saw dense formations of golden-armored divine soldiers, just like the legendary celestial troops, arrayed and swooping down from above the clouds.

Their cultivation was at least that of God Monarchs!

Infant Gods served as foot soldiers, Primordial Spirits made up squads, Crossing Tribulation Monks led a line, numerous lines formed battalions, and all were commanded by Immortals, constituting various arrays, descending upon them like a vast covering force.

No, there was no semblance; these were indeed the celestial troops from the Third Epoch or Fourth Era Road Court Age!!!

The terrifying might and momentum were awe-inspiring and alarming to witness.

So much so that upon seeing this scene, Wang Zijia instinctively wanted to retreat.

But before he could make a move.

"Kill!"

At that moment, he heard the same battle cry nearby.

He hastily looked down, only to discover he was also atop an odd array.

Below was a dense mass of mountain spirits and demons, led by some peculiar demon immortals, fighting their way towards the sky.

Compared to the uniformed golden-armored divine soldiers in the sky, the formations below were much more bizarre.

There was a formation led by mountainous stone giants, headed by a colossal rocky monster;

There was a formation of tree people led by giant wooden puppets...

A complete mess, all mountain spirits and demons, but their cultivation was terrifyingly powerful!

This was to be expected, as the existences that could provoke the Dao Court’s army were obviously not simple.

Just below Wang Zijia, there were hundreds to thousands of ugly elves with bat wings on their backs, blue-faced fangs, resembling wicked ghosts and night fiends, led by a gigantic night fiend bat demon, charging towards the golden-armored divine soldiers.

They clashed in a big melee, a tumultuous battle raging across the sky.

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Besides these lower-level monks, in the sky where Wang Zijia was located, there were also hundreds of celestial immortals and quite a few terrifying unknown existences. The two sides were divided into two camps, confronting each other in the sky.

On one side were the celestial immortals and great demons of the mountain spirits and demons; on the other were the immortals of the Dao Court standing in the clouds!

Especially above the Nine Heavens, at the pinnacle of the clouds, there was a massive Immortal Palace, and at its edge, at the moment, stood a gigantic god general looking down below.

The god general was huge, his form vague, and his momentum clearly betrayed his existence as a Saint Third Realm being!

Fortunately, it seemed to be just a phantasm!

In the camp of mountain spirits and demons where Wang Zijia was now situated, there was also a large group of demon immortals, and at the center of all the immortals, above their heads, there was also a gigantic, young man with a blurred face.

If there were no surprises, it would be the target of this campaign: Ling Jingzi!

Certainly, these two individuals should represent the high-end combat power of both sides.

"Kill!"

The warriors below were already embroiled in a chaotic fight, while the host of immortals in the sky were still in a standoff.

However, Wang Zijia’s mind was as messy as paste.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I supposed to do?

A face full of bewilderment!

Could it be that I’ve traveled through time and space again?

No, that’s not it. Ever since the Origin of Time and Space was retracted, when I traveled through time and space, I would have a clear sensation, a clear background, and the memories of a person I’m substituting for, and I would have a clear understanding of the age I’m going to and what I’m supposed to do.

It wouldn’t be this random!

This is even more sudden than that time at the Three Realms Temple’s battlefield without the Origin of Time and Space.

And even more perplexing!

After a moment of chaotic thoughts, Wang Zijia quickly calmed down and sorted out the situation.

I had entered a space portal and drilled into the Giant Tree Spatial Mystical Domain Group.

Then, because I sensed something strange, it triggered the Tao Fruit, so I actively cast an anchor and stopped.

So am I now in one of the weird realms within the giant tree space?

Is this a Mysterious Domain?

A special weird realm that has solidified the plot of a past battlefield?!

Did this giant tree space experience such a terrifying battle before?

Or is it possible that this giant tree space formed as a result of this war?

Also, why do I feel like this scene before me is somewhat familiar, as if I’ve heard about it somewhere?

Dao Court army suppressing?

Southern Spirit Realm?

Ling Jingzi?

Primordial Suppressing Inheritance?

Shit·········

I remember now!

Isn’t this from either the Third Age or the Fourth Epoch, the era when the Dao Court was at its zenith, and that super Big Shot who caused the rise of the Earth Immortal Path and outshone the Multi-Heavens!

So this Mysterious Domain is a section of the battlefield weird realms that is similar to solidified plot?

This great chaos, which split the Spirit Suppressing Realm into three parts?

So, this giant tree space, this group of Mysterious Domains, is actually a celestial battlefield tomb?

Have I fallen for a trick?

Wait a minute, if I’m really swept into this kind of weird realm, do I have any way out?!!

No, that’s not right!

Such high-level battles, if they were turned into weird realms, the Southern Spirit Three Domains wouldn’t be enough to cover and sustain them!

If it kept cycling, the Southern Spirit Three Domains would have long been destroyed!

With this in mind, Wang Zijia took another look around.

This time, he noticed even more discrepancies.

Whether it was the standoff of immortals in the sky, or the bloody battlefield below, Wang Zijia realized that the higher the cultivation, the more vague the figures became.

The immortals of Celestial Immortal cultivation were still solid, Profound Immortals had become somewhat ethereal, and the big shots of both parties were almost like phantoms.

"Ling Jingzi, surrender without a struggle," said a voice.

"Heh, what kind of grandiose pretext are you fabricating this time?" came a reply.

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