Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Just as the last trace of regret in Chi Kui's eyes vanished completely, his killing intent solidified into a tangible form.

Just as the ferocious spear forged from the souls of countless beasts and primordial flames was about to be thrust forth once more, delivering the final blow to the glass giant tortoise—

Suddenly, the world was bright.

It was neither sunlight nor thunder and fire.

It was a pure, vast, golden holy light that seemed to descend from the endless distance, carrying an unquestionable sense of order and purification!

Without warning, it tore apart the vast sky, which was now chaotic and murky due to the confrontation between the two major domains.

Like a giant curtain of light unfolding out of thin air, it instantly dispelled all the gloom, darkness, and blood.

"what?!"

Chi Kui's pupils contracted sharply. The intense light stung his crimson-gold eyes, which were accustomed to flames and darkness, causing him to instinctively squint.

What shocked him even more was that he suddenly looked up, his consciousness frantically scanning the sky—

When he arrived, he broke through the world's barrier and descended upon the stable "port" that connected the extraterrestrial salacious tribes' headquarters in the sky.

It vanished silently under the holy light!

It wasn't covered up or interfered with, but rather completely "healed," as if it had never existed!

A chilling sensation suddenly shot up his spine to the top of his head.

broken!

He, Chi Kui, was indeed confident in his mid-stage Golden Immortal cultivation, regarding most living beings in this world as ants, and was confident that he could "roam freely" on this continent.

But this "vertical and horizontal" strategy is based on the premise of being able to "leave" at any time!

The world's will has always held an almost instinctive aversion and malice towards higher beings from outside, especially these Spirit Clan lineage leaders who carry clear hostility.

Without external support, it would be extremely difficult for him to break through the spatial barrier, which was reinforced by the world's will and shrouded in this strange holy light, using only his own strength!

This means... he might be trapped here!

The thought of being stranded for a long time in a strange, hostile world where unknown ancient beings might lurk, and even facing the possibility of being strangled by the will of this world, is unbearable.

For the first time, a ripple of "panic" stirred in Chi Kui's heart.

"Cough...cough cough!"

On the other side, the old tortoise's massive body trembled violently, and it coughed up several mouthfuls of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and black smoke from the fire poison.

His azure tortoise shell was covered with cracks like a spider web, and its luster was extremely dim, as if it would completely disintegrate into countless fragments at any moment.

However, at this moment, his cloudy yet resolute tortoise-like eyes were filled with extreme shock and bewilderment as he stared intently at the holy light illuminating the heavens and earth, his voice hoarse as he murmured:

"Another...divine guidance? What's going on today? Has the Heavenly Dao gone mad?!"

The texture and aura of this holy light are remarkably similar to the light that emanated when Hu Qing and Gu Yang broke through to the next level!

No, it's purer and more vast!

Its coverage extends far beyond the East China Sea and even the entire Eastern Theater Command, as if it were to shroud the entire sky under its sacred order!

Chi Kui reacted quickly, realizing that a sudden change had occurred and the situation might take a sharp turn for the worse.

Regardless of what this holy light is, the most urgent task is to eliminate the biggest threat and variable at hand—this heavily injured but troublesome old tortoise!

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Ignoring the blinding light, he frantically circulated his spiritual energy, attempting to break free from some invisible constraint and thrust out the spear in his hand!

However, he was horrified to discover that his body... could not move!

The omnipresent holy light seemed to have transformed into the most resilient and heaviest invisible shackles.

Not only was his physical body imprisoned, but even the spiritual energy surging within him, the domain he projected, and the flow of his divine consciousness became extremely sluggish!

He struggled with all his might. His power at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm was enough to easily crush stars, but at this moment he was like a giant beast trapped in an endless swamp. He had the power to shake the heavens, but even raising his arm became extremely difficult!

The entire sky seemed to be covered by an absolute and indiscriminate "restriction" domain of this holy light!

The old tortoise also felt its body sink, firmly "fixed" in place by the power of the holy light. The intense pain from its injuries seemed to be slightly soothed by this vast and gentle power.

But he didn't panic at all. Instead, the surprise and doubt in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a look of contemplation and realization appeared.

He no longer tried to resist this confinement, but instead relaxed his nearly broken mind, gazing thoughtfully at the center of the sky where the holy light was most concentrated, even with a hint of curious speculation:

"Who will it be this time? It can't be those two kids who just broke through again, can it?"

As if in response to his conjecture, the distant western horizon—not towards Dongying, but towards a more central and ancient region of the continent—

A golden pillar of light, far more solid and thicker than the surrounding holy light, pierced through the heavens and earth like a divine spear of punishment!

Within the pillar of light, a blurry black figure was calmly walking step by step from the endless source of holy light, ascending an invisible staircase.

His steps seemed slow, but with each step, the distance between him and the world drastically shortened, as if shrinking the earth to an inch.

It's as if his very existence is constantly "closing" the spatial concept of this location.

The old tortoise strained to focus its gaze on the direction where the pillar of light originated, its mind racing with calculations:

"The west... that direction, beyond the 'wasteland,' is... the Central Region?!"

An idea that made his heart race surged uncontrollably, and the immense joy even temporarily overshadowed the pain of his injuries:

"Could it be... that the Central Region, which has been silent for countless years, is finally about to... produce a true 'god'?!"

The figure within the beam of light became increasingly clear.

He was a man dressed in a simple white long coat.

The white garments were as pure as snow, yet untouched by any dust; their style was simple and unadorned.

He had long, flowing silver-white hair that reached his waist, and his face was so handsome that it was almost perfect, yet he was so cold that he had no expression, as if he had been carved from ice that had never melted for thousands of years.

Most notably, he only casually tucked a sword into his waistband.

The scabbard and hilt are plain white, without pearls, jade, tassels, or patterns, as ordinary as any common iron used by a beginner in swordsmanship.

However, this seemingly simple figure arrived through the air, guided by the holy light.

Finally, it quietly hovered between Chi Kui and the old tortoise, at the edge of the collision of domains powerful enough to crush even a Golden Immortal.

His arrival instantly calmed the chaotic and turbulent spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him;

His gaze swept across the scene, and the omnipresent holy light seemed to have found its master, flowing with even greater order and majesty.

The moment Chi Kui saw the white-haired man, his heart tightened as if he had been pierced by the sharpest ice pick!

A suffocating sense of oppression silently enveloped him.

This sense of oppression did not come from overwhelming aura or outward pressure, but rather from the "level" that the man himself possessed!

Cold, pure, aloof, indifferent to all things...

He had only ever felt this way with the unfathomable First Clan Master of the Xin Clan, who spent years in seclusion striving for higher realms!

Could it be... that someone in this wild and barren land could actually break through to a realm so close to the fundamental rules?!

The white-haired man first shifted his gaze slightly, landing on the battered and weak old tortoise.

A faint, almost imperceptible ripple seemed to flicker in his icy eyes.

Then, he nodded slightly to the old tortoise.

Seeing this nod, the old tortoise's extremely tense mind finally relaxed completely.

The enormous turtle head could hardly make any expression, but the corners of its eyes and mouth were slightly curved.

Yet it clearly conveyed a relieved smile, as well as a sense of familiarity and reassurance that said, "You finally came, kid."

The newcomer was none other than one of the most powerful beings in the human race, who had been in seclusion for a long time—

Sword God