The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 374 - 263: Instant Activation

Chapter 374: Chapter 263: Instant Activation

Yang Jian... Yang Jian?

Zhu Xiong was momentarily stunned, and so were the other Spiritual Realm masters. In their world, there were legends and myths, although they did not know if this world had its own mythologies. However, the name Yang Jian was not one to be carelessly used, as it truly was a divine title.

So had they encountered a deity as soon as they crossed over?

That was simply ridiculous.

In a world where the cosmic energy density was only a tenth of their own, even if cultivators existed, such a world could not nurture a deity because shallow waters do not produce a True Dragon. Whether it was evolution of cultivators or even the legendary Immortal Cultivation, both required the support of cosmic energy.

Therefore, Zhu Xiong did not believe a word the person in front of him said. He replied coldly, "You say you are a deity? There’s no deity that wanders around with a Coke in hand. It doesn’t matter what your name is, but from your words, I can tell you know Li Yi... So did that guy spill the beans about the Cross-borders to you?"

"No, you misunderstand. I’m not well acquainted with Li Yi, nor have I gleaned any information from him. His appearance is merely a part of fate, and this was the best outcome I chose. Your arrival here is an anomaly, and anomalies often signify disaster. I cannot allow that to happen, so you have two choices."

Yang Jian’s tone remained calm and detached, embodying a transcendental divinity, "First, I can send you back. I have always been quite tolerant of ordinary people."

"Send us back? That’s quite bold of you. The gate to cross borders is already closed, and you think you can send us back? Do you really think you’re a deity?" one of the Spiritual Realm cultivators couldn’t help but scoff.

The intensity of cosmic energy in this world was low, making opening a gate to cross borders nearly impossible here.

The others furrowed their brows, pondering the truth of this man’s words.

Zhu Xiong remained cautious, "You’re right that it’ll take at least a month before the Cross-border Gate can be opened. Even if we want to leave, we can’t. We must remain in this world for a month until the next gate opens. Yang Jian, let’s do this. Given that you know Li Yi, we are not enemies. As long as you keep this a secret, we can pretend nothing happened."

He couldn’t fathom the true capabilities of the person before him and, being new to this world, was unaware of its cultivators’ strengths and depths, so he chose a more cautious approach.

Yet, Yang Jian did not respond. He continued evenly, "The second choice is for you to come back with me to my place. It’s quite spacious and just happens to need some cleaners. Given your robust physique, you’d be excellent sweepers. Don’t worry, I will pay you a salary and even contribute to your pension and insurance, ensuring you live worry-free forever."

"So, you want to imprison us?" said Zhu Xiong, "We won’t agree to that."

"Can’t you reconsider? I think I am quite sincere," Yang Jian responded.

"We can talk, but only if you really are a deity, then I have nothing to say. Whatever you ask of us then, we’ll do," Zhu Xiong said. If this Yang Jian truly was a deity, then besides yielding, he had no other choice.

But if not, he was also not averse to testing the mettle of the man before him to see what skills made him so bold.

Yang Jian’s smile remained mild as he said, "Sometimes, I really envy you. At least you have options. I’ve never had a choice, not before... and not now."

As he spoke, a crack appeared on his forehead. As the crack slowly widened, an intensely bright golden light that could not be hidden shone forth, as if piercing the heavens, illuminating everything before it. At the source of the golden light, there was an eye that seemed to survey everything.

"Heavenly Eye?"

In an instant, Zhu Xiong’s hair stood on end and shock crossed his face. Before he could react, everything before him was enveloped in golden light.

At that moment, all fell silent.

The surroundings seemed influenced by an irresistible force placing them in a different world.

At that instant, their Spiritual Senses were frantically issuing warnings. Signals of impending death permeated every sense, causing his heart to beat violently as if he were a tightly drawn string that could snap at any moment.

The sensation was unbearable.

Even Zhu Xiong, a mighty warrior of the Soul Realm, couldn’t help but involuntarily take a step back.

Yet this retreat made him abruptly realize that ripples were emanating from beneath his feet, as if he were on a golden ocean, not the road he had been standing on moments before.

What was happening here?

Changing heaven and earth?

It wasn’t just him; the other five Spiritual Realm masters were also panicking at this moment, having never encountered such a situation before. They couldn’t comprehend why, without sensing any energy fluctuations, their surroundings had instantly changed, a capability far beyond their understanding.

Could it be... that the man before them really was a deity?

Yet, no one would answer their questions.

Because the next moment, this Yang Jian was walking towards them from a distance.

Although they felt no threat, their unease magnified infinitely, making them instinctively want to flee.

"Don’t move."

Yang Jian’s voice echoed through the heavens once more.

Subsequently, everyone was terrified to discover that their bodies had lost all sensation, truly unable to continue any action, each person stuck in place like a statue, and it wasn’t just the cultivators in the Spiritual Realm who were affected, even Zhu Xiong, the team leader, found himself unable to move.

"How could this be? Why can’t I move my body?"

At this moment, they could only move their eyes, exchanging glances with each other, but all they could see was the fear in each other’s eyes.

"I’m quite interested in the secrets you carry on you, cross-border? Quite interesting indeed," Yang Jian had already arrived beside Zhu Xiong.

Although Zhu Xiong found he couldn’t move his body, he could still move his eyes and speak, and he hastily said, "If you want to understand about crossing borders, I can tell you."

"No need, it’s too troublesome to ask you, I’ll simply browse your memories directly. After all, Earth Prisoners are born evil, their words are as credible as farts," Yang Jian said, and in the next moment, the shadows at his feet began to spread.

"Directly browse our memories? Wait, this person’s shadow...there’s something very wrong with it."

Zhu Xiong noticed this detail, his eyes filled with both shock and fear, but soon he felt a chilling presence invading his immobilized body, though the sensation came quickly and faded just as fast, disappearing in a mere moment.

"I see, you’re called Zhu Xiong, the leader of this cross-border team... Cosmic energy, cultivation, evolution... Spirit Medium, inspiration, Spiritual Sense, I never expected you’d also be a strong person in the Soul Realm... Is the energy field of this mysterious object the key to crossing borders? Distorting wormholes, opening the grand gates of space and time, so this is the principle."

Yang Jian slightly lowered his head, as if recalling something.

Hearing the murmur of the person before him, Zhu Xiong was utterly horrified. Could it be that his memories had been stolen in just that brief moment?

You’ve got to be kidding, that’s just too preposterous.

The others were not foolish either, also realizing what had just happened, but they were powerless to resist, unable to break free from their bonds despite being cultivators in the Spiritual Realm, and could only stand rooted to the spot, watching it all unfold before their eyes.

A moment later.

Yang Jian suddenly smiled again, but this time his smile seemed tinged with a hint of pleasure, "From your memories, I have seen a brand new path, it’s been countless years, in these dull and boring years, there has been little to pique my interest, but you have managed to do it."

"What the fate of this world will become, I am now somewhat looking forward to it."

As he spoke, he turned and walked a few steps forward, then stretched out his hand, and a weapon, bizarre in design, neither knife nor spear, seemed to materialize out of nowhere in his grip.

Then he raised the weapon, closing his eyes.

No one knew what this person named Yang Jian was going to do, but that weapon, along with the golden vertical mark on his forehead, inevitably made one think of Yang Jian, the deity from mythology.

Could it be they had encountered the real deal?

An absurd guess surfaced in their minds at this moment.

Yet, the reality of what unfolded brought their thoughts back.

Yang Jian’s previously closed eyes suddenly snapped open, then cosmic energy frantically surged toward the spear, and in just a few seconds, a dazzlingly sharp light instantaneously formed, resembling a mysterious object, radiating an astonishing energy field, even from afar, the sharpness felt like it could slice and tear one’s flesh.

"This guy is manipulating cosmic energy, gathering so much cosmic energy together without dispersing or exploding, how is he doing this?" Zhu Xiong spotted the clue, but his eyes only held curiosity and puzzlement.

"Open!"

However, what responded to him was a voice echoing like one that splits heaven and earth.

Yang Jian, holding the spear and gathering cosmic energy, merely waved forward, the space before him distorted, a wormhole opened, and the gate to cross borders miraculously appeared before them.

Through that gate, everyone could vaguely see a world plagued with disasters, cities in ruins.

That was precisely their world of Sky Tipping.

"Captain, he has opened the Cross-border Gate," a cultivator from the Spiritual Realm shouted in shock.

"I... see it," Zhu Xiong felt an inexplicable chill emerging from within, shooting up to his brain.

The chill seemed to clear his mind considerably.

Utilizing the cosmic energy of this world single-handedly and effortlessly gathering it to forcibly open the gate to cross borders, this being could no longer be considered human.

The person before them might indeed be Yang Jian.

It seemed he had inadvertently encountered a formidable existence.

But why would a deity reside in such a mundane world?