Chapter 1471: The Nether River Calls (2/2)

At this moment, Froste was clearly not fighting anyone, yet he was bleeding nonstop. Even the Soul Ferry Battle Armor was melting. Grand Monarch Unholy Wind stood aghast.

Because of his relationship with Grand Monarch Nether River, he had always considered Froste his nephew.

“What’s going on?!” Grand Monarch Unholy Wind roared, glaring at the Phantasm experts around him. “You’re all here. Why is this happening to him?!”

“I... I won’t be able to make it, Uncle.” Froste couldn’t even get out complete sentences anymore. “Something has happened to my bloodline origin. I don’t know why, but I can tell that my power is leaving me. Even the Soul Ferry Battle Armor father gave me is melting away.”

Wisps of smoke rose from the prismatic crystal between his eyebrows as he spoke.

Meanwhile, the crystal was shrinking rapidly, like a melting candle.

“Froste!”

“Young lord!”

In the midst of Grand Monarch Unholy Wind’s and the Phantasms’ shouts, this young lord they had placed high hopes on actually died.

“Something must have happened to the high chieftain!” One of the ninth grade grand patriarchs said. “Not just Froste, but many others that had bloodline connections to him are also dying. The root of the problem must lie with the high chieftain!”

Grand Monarch Unholy Wind’s expression flickered. “The high chieftain... I sensed the Nether River’s call upon me.”

“What?! The Nether River called upon you?” Another grand patriarch exclaimed in shock. “Only one can have the Nether River’s favor at a time. If the Nether River actually called upon you, does that mean Grand Monarch Nether River has died? Otherwise, Froste and those who have bloodline connections with him shouldn’t have died.”

“But when our high chieftains died of old age or in battle before, their descendants didn’t die with them!” Someone retorted.

“Well, I don’t know about that.”

“Grand Monarch Unholy Wind! If the high chieftain actually died, you’d better return to our ancestral realm right away!”

“That’s what I thought!”

…

In the Realm of Heaven Span.

Surrounding the realm, countless sword lights wove into a vast glorious net that glittered with divine light.

All of the sword lights were transparent and sparkling like strings made from crystal. They clearly had their own awareness as they flew around following the set sword formation, giving rise to fizzing sounds.

Each and every of them had been condensed and left there by extremely talented cultivators in the Heaven Span Pavilion’s history.

This grand spell formation was known as the Godspan Sword Formation, a grand ancient formation that had been protecting the headquarters of the Heaven Span Pavilion, which was one of the four great sects.

It was as wondrous as the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace’s Nine Star Heavens.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Sword lights flew across, giving rise to sharp whooshes, as if this was how they communicated with each other.

The entire Godspan Sword Formation consisted of hundreds of thousands of fierce sword lights that could condense as one to eliminate even God domain experts and tenth grade grand monarchs.

Once this spell formation was activated, people could only access the Realm of Heaven Span through teleportation portals. Any ancient starships and living beings would be kept out.

If they entered a ten thousand meter radius of the realm, the defensive mechanism of the sword formation would be triggered, until they were annihilated.

Any flesh auras or soul wills of living being that approached the sword formation would also attract their destructive bombardment.

WHOOSH!

You Qimiao, who stood on the Yin Yang Chaos Mirror, sped through the dark void, and rapidly approached the Realm of Heaven Span.

His breakthrough seemed to have caused changes in even his appearance. At this moment, with a hair bun, his gray hair and beard fluttered in the wind like an immortal.

The Immortal grade divine tool Yin Yang Chaos Mirror was under his feet like a clear plaque that hung over the gate of a palace.

Inside the Yin Yang Chaos Mirror, two powers of different attributes seemed to have fused as one, allowing the speed at which You Qimiao flew to improve severalfold.

Due to You Qimiao’s breakthrough in his cultivation and the infusion of his divine power, the Yin Yang Chaos Mirror, which was originally at level four Immortal grade, seemed to have risen to level five.

Plus, its compatibility with his soul seemed to have further improved as well.

“Evil creature!”

You Qimiao turned around to let out a peculiar soul cry towards the vast empty area of the starry river behind him. The strange fluctuations reached all the way to the depths of the floating continent.

HOWL!

The Ripper Behemoth on the floating continent responded with a furious howl.

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