Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 1259 - 1245: It’s Here!

Chapter 1259: Chapter 1245: It’s Here!

The current southernmost land is completely different from when Xiao Yi previously arrived.

Back then when he came here.

Except for the core area where the spirit lake was suppressed by a mysterious stele, and those beasts that mutated under its influence, there weren’t any other significant changes.

But now...

The whole southernmost land is shrouded in a verdant green fog.

This green fog is incredibly dense.

It not only affects vision but even the divine sense of a Supreme Venerate can only explore a small part of the area.

When a Supreme Venerate enters.

Relying on their Primordial Spirit Divine Sense, they can only cover an area within a hundred meters around them.

In such circumstances, anyone below the Sacred Venerate entering will find their chances of coming back exceedingly slim.

Because of this...

After losing several Supreme Venerate experts.

The six holy lands decided that the six Sacred Masters would join hands to explore a path leading to the core of the southernmost land within the fog.

The only thing they didn’t expect was to encounter deadly terror on their way.

If it weren’t for Master Nantian sacrificing himself to block the deadly terror, all six might have been trapped in that desperate situation.

"Tongtian, what exactly is lurking in this fog?" Walking in the fog, Xiao Yi glanced at the wary Tongtian beside him and asked seriously.

Among the group.

Xiao Yi and Tongtian lead at the front, with Fang Ru and Past Buddha stationed to the sides, while Fang Tianchi and Fang Tianmiao provided the rear guard.

As for Duan Tianya and Zi Feng, the two followed closely behind Xiao Yi.

Even though the eight were not far apart, in the thick mist, only a few blurry human outlines could be seen.

Tongtian’s pupils slightly contracted, clearly showing extreme dread towards the terror, and said solemnly, "We don’t know its true form, none of us have even seen them. At first, as we explored towards the core of the southernmost land, it was quite calm, but after a thousand miles, we sensed living beings in the fog watching us..."

"The ancestor is right!"

Zi Feng nodded and continued, "At first, these terrors didn’t attack us. It wasn’t until we ventured three thousand miles further, seemingly breaching some taboo, that they began their frenzied assault. We couldn’t see their traces, yet they roamed freely in the fog, and their attacks were bizarre and frightening..."

"They seem to know all our weaknesses, targeting us based on them," Duan Tianya said through gritted teeth.

No one is perfect.

Even those whose cultivation has risen to the Sacred Venerate Realm possess their own shortcomings.

Take Fang Ru, for example, his talent is strong but having recently ascended to the Sacred Venerate Realm, the strength of his Primordial Spirit and his use of the power of heaven and earth are far less than the others.

Those terrors would disturb the power of heaven and earth around him and attack his Primordial Spirit directly.

And in the case of Duan Tianya...

He is a formidable Sword Cultivator!

While his Primordial Spirit is strong, his physical body is lacking, so those terrors would launch close attacks to erode his physical body.

Yet Duan Tianya and the others were unable to ascertain the whereabouts of these terrors!

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow slightly, constantly rummaging through the inheritances of the powerful ones in his mind, vaguely sensing a presence similar to how they described the terrors.

But...

"Isn’t that thing supposed to have disappeared? How could it still exist in this world?" Xiao Yi’s brows knitted tightly, muttering to himself.

Tongtian was puzzled and asked, "Do you know what it is?"

"Just a bit of conjecture, not confirmed yet!"

Xiao Yi shook his head and said solemnly, "Regardless, let’s be cautious, once we see those things and corroborate my guesses, then we can determine if they are what I thought. If they truly are that thing, then we must rely on our luck..."

"..."

Seeing even Xiao Yi, who was once invincible, showing apprehension towards the terror, everyone’s nerves grew more tense, their focus reaching unprecedented levels.

Fearing that, with one misstep, they might be targeted by the terror.

The group continued forth for about another thousand miles.

The feared terrors Duan Tianya spoke of still hadn’t appeared, and Xiao Yi hadn’t sensed any feelings of being monitored.

Tongtian frowned and said, "Strange, we did reach the thousand-mile range before and the things started appearing, why is it so peaceful now?"

"Have we not ventured far enough?" Fang Ru wondered.

"No!"

Fang Tianmiao, who had been trailing at the rear without exposing his identity, broke the silence, saying solemnly, "It’s not that we haven’t ventured deeply enough, but that the fog’s range is expanding."

"The fog’s range is expanding? What do you mean by that?" Zi Feng asked with a frown.

He was unaware of Fang Tianchi and Fang Tianmiao’s identities.

Assuming they were Xiao Yi’s temporary recruits.

Had he known these two were the patriarch and elder of one of the eight ancient clans in the Mysterious Realm, the Tian Ce Clan, his demeanor wouldn’t be like this.

Fang Tianmiao spread his palm, revealing an ancient compass hovering above his palm.

The needle on the compass spun rapidly.

Emitting a buzzing sound.

Fang Tianmiao said solemnly, "Since we entered the fog, I’ve been monitoring our location. We’ve now ventured over thirteen hundred miles into the fog; if what you said is true and those beings appeared at a thousand miles, yet our surroundings are so tranquil, the only credible explanation is that the fog’s range is expanding!"

"Fang Tianmiao is correct, the fog’s range is truly expanding!"

Xiao Yi broke the silence, and seeing everyone looking at him, he pointed to the sea surface below, "The southernmost land is a frigid zone, bitterly cold, any approach within five thousand miles should reveal icebergs. Li Mountain Island is merely six thousand miles from the core of the southernmost land; logically, we should’ve seen icebergs by now, but the sea is empty..."

"Then, if what you say is true, we should have noticed the fog’s expansion when on Li Mountain Island, shouldn’t we?"

"Mr. Duan is right!"

Zi Feng nodded and said, "Yet when we set off from Li Mountain Island, we noticed no signs of the fog’s expansion..."

"No!"

Tongtian, who had been pondering, suddenly exhaled a breath of air, looking more serious than ever, "Fang Tianmiao’s earlier words enlightened me; the fog is indeed expanding. However, its expansion isn’t in terms of geographical space, but in spatial dimensions!"

"Spatial dimensions?"

Everyone paused.

"Amitabha!"

Past Buddha folded his hands in prayer and said solemnly, "Tongtian, are you referring to the Mustard Seed Mount Sumeru space?"

"Yes!"

Tongtian responded with a nod, saying, "If I’m correct, inside the fog exists a Mustard Seed Mount Sumeru space, which continuously expands its internal dimensions. This is akin to how we refine a storage ring. The ring remains the same size, but its inner space can constantly expand..."

"How can that be possible?"

"Even if using the finest Void Spirit Stone as the material for crafting storage rings, the internal space barely reaches a range of ten thousand meters, but this fog covers a radius of several thousand miles!"

"Moreover, it’s within the Qingtian Realm’s space..."

Everyone felt incredulous.

It’s akin to a Sacred Venerate using a shovel to hollow out a mountain.

Yet the fog has seemingly excavated the underground layers of an entire kingdom.

"Regardless, let’s first find Master Nantian and proceed from there!" Xiao Yi interrupted their conversation.

Proceeding another five hundred miles.

Suddenly...

Xiao Yi raised his right hand, motioning for silence, his sword-like brows forming a sharp crease, his low voice reaching only a few: "It’s coming!"