At the sight of that finger, an overwhelming sense of horror settled over the nine-headed snake’s body.
Tina’s expression also shifted drastically as she unleashed a dazzling blue sword projection toward it.
A wisp of golden light suddenly fluttered from the finger. Even though it didn’t seem all that powerful, it was able to instantly pulverize the oncoming sword projection before striking Tina.
Tina threw up a large mouthful of blood, as if she had been severely wounded, before plummeting from the sky.
“Little Na!”
An Lin’s expression shifted drastically as he flew toward Tina and caught her plummeting body.
“Giant An Lin…” Tina was on the brink of death as she turned toward An Lin and forced the words from her mouth, “Run…”
An Lin was enraged to the point of trembling. He placed a regenerative immortal pill into Tina’s mouth and left Gundam Three to look after her before looking up at the spatial crack with a frosty expression.
He was a very petty person, so he was going to teach the creature inside that crack a lesson for hurting his Tina.
The nine-headed snake’s momentum came to a grinding halt as it witnessed just how terrifying that finger was.
At this moment, a pair of hands grabbed onto the crack and tore it open again!
The crack, which had only just been minimized, was ruthlessly ripped open, upon which dull-yellow light descended upon the world again.
White Spirit Snake’s features paled, and her blood churned within her body as blood trickled from the corners of her lips. Having her repairing spell technique be torn open like this in such a rough manner had inflicted a terrifying backlash onto her body.
A figure slowly emerged from the crack.
The spatial passageway had been torn open, and it was extremely wide, but there were no more snake monsters emerging from it. It was as if the figure was the only one left between heaven and earth.
This was a man in a red robe. He had a pair of demon horns on his head.
“A true demon?!” An Lin’s expression faltered.
The man’s crimson eyes contained no hint of bloodlust or ferocity. Instead, they were extremely warm and gentle, as if he was appraising this world with an unfathomable sense of kindness.
“I have seen through the annihilation of that world and determined that I should be able to get to the Tai Chu Continent directly from here…” the man said in a slow voice as he narrowed his eyes. It was if he were able to see through space itself.
“Oh, right, closing the door behind me is a good habit.”
The man slapped his own hand before turning to the crack, which appeared to be a wound on Earth itself. He then gripped onto its two sides before abruptly pulling it shut.
Right before everyone’s shocked eyes, the crack that White Spirit Snake was only able to repair with extreme difficulty even after drawing on the power of the golden Realm Essence Crystals and the circular disc was closed in an instant by the man’s bare hands!
The man nodded in satisfaction at the sight of the now non-existent crack.
That’s right, the passageway between the two worlds had just been repaired by him.
White Spirit Snake silently withdrew her circular disc and stared blankly at the man. It seemed that she had yet to come to her senses.
The nine-headed snake’s features were ashy grey as it stared at the spot where the crack had once been.
It’s over… It’s all over…
An Lin, who was just about to flare up and pummel the red-robed man, also repressed his urge to do so.
Closing a passageway between two worlds using his bare hands was not something that could be done through brute force alone.
The man before him was clearly an extraordinarily powerful being who had observed the dao of heaven and earth to an extremely profound degree and was at the Dao Integration Stage at the very least.
However, he didn’t seem to hold any animosity toward An Lin and the others, and his eyes didn’t even linger on them. He had only attacked Tina just then because he thought that Tina was trying to prevent him from making his way out of the spatial crack.
It was because of this that An Lin decided to be a coward for once.
He was not a brainless idiot.
Not all super mighty figures would be as agreeable and amiable as Emperor Ziwei. If he tried to pick a fight with him now, he was very likely going to die.
The best course of action was to hide. After all, this super mighty figure wasn’t going to take notice of a mere Soul Formation Stage cultivator like him.
That was what everyone else was thinking as well. They would settle their differences after the super mighty figure left.
The true demon drew his sword and looked into what appeared to be empty space.
Suddenly, his expression shifted minutely as he turned to look at An Lin.
A sense of foreboding welled up in An Lin’s heart.
You can’t see me, you can’t see me…
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A hint of excitement appeared in the true demon’s crimson eyes. “Greetings, fellow cultivator, my name is Cyril. I am the leader as well as the first heavenly disciple of the Heaven Crushing Sect. May I ask you for your name?”
An Lin: “…”
Everyone: “…”
What the f*ck was this development?!
Ten thousand mythological beasts stampeded over An Lin’s heart.
This was a guy from the Heaven Crushing Sect? And he was their leader as well as their first heavenly disciple?!
He recalled that Chen Chen had once invited him into the Heaven Crushing Sect to become their third heavenly disciple…
If he could, An Lin really didn’t want to answer this man’s question.
“Greetings, Senior, my name is An Lin,” An Lin replied respectfully.
Cyril made a show of coming to a sudden realization before continuing, “Mr. An Lin, I can see that you’re an extraordinary man. Would you like to follow me and do something big? The biggest thing to be done in this world to be exact!”
An Lin: “…”
“You mean like knocking this entire sky over?” An Lin’s lips twitched.
“Oh? Mr. An Lin, it looks like we are fated to meet after all! To think you were able to glean the implications behind my words, this was all meant to be!” Cyril smiled with an appreciative expression.
“That’s because I met Chen Chen, and he said the exact same thing as you before offering to let me become the third heavenly disciple, to which I refused,” An Lin replied.
The meaning behind his words was quite obvious. Chen Chen had extended such a grand offer to him, but he still chose to not accept it. He seriously didn’t want to join this Heaven Crushing Sect!
Cyril faltered upon hearing this. However, not only was there no disappointment on his face, he appeared even more excited. “Heh… That’s probably because he didn’t offer a high enough price! I can grant you the position of the third heavenly disciple, and as soon as you agree to join the Heaven Crushing Sect, I’ll give you three divine pills, one divine tool, five hundred million spirit stones, and a harem of ten extremely beautiful Celestial Maidens!”
“Gasp…” An Lin’s eyes widened as he drew a sharp intake of breath.
Da Bai’s mouth also gaped open in shock.
A harem of ten extremely beautiful Celestial Maidens? That was so f*cking enticing!
Everyone else was also dumbstruck. They felt like they were dreaming.
After all, those conditions were simply so far away from them that it did not seem realistic.
Battle God Zi Yang swallowed. He really wanted to ask if Cyril was still looking to hire and whether he would be up for the job!
“Mr. An Lin, what do you think about these offers?” A faint smile of absolute confidence appeared on Cyril’s face.
“Do you think… that I’m that kind of person?” An Lin spat through gritted teeth.
Cyril was a little astonished. “You’re still refusing?”
An Lin nodded firmly. “No offers will change my mind!”
A harem of ten Celestial Maidens? What a joke! Did he want to kneel on the Lava Jackfruit for the rest of his life?!
“You are even more stubborn than I thought.”
Cyril was not angry in the slightest. Instead, a warm smile appeared on his face.
It had to be said that he gave off a very similar vibe to Xuanyuan Cheng, in that being in their presences were like having warm summer breezes blowing through one’s heart.
“Alright then, Mr. An Lin, I hope we meet again.”
Cyril wouldn’t force someone into doing something they didn’t like. If it was meant to be, it would naturally eventuate, and if it wasn’t, forcing it would only trigger more terrifying disasters in the future.
He was set on devising a way to crush the heavens, so there was no point in dabbling in other businesses here.
He shook his head wistfully as he took one final look at An Lin before turning his eyes upon thin air again.
He raised his sword, and the light of yin and yang converged toward his sword as a chaotic rift appeared in the air.
Cyril’s sword fell.
Boom!
Heaven and earth resonated!
A spatial passageway crossing through immeasurable distance was sliced open as a white light lit up the entire world, making night appear as if it were day instead.
Cyril’s sword slash had opened a heavenly gate!
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