Fortunately, we havenât reached the âValley of Space-Timeâ yet, so Ye Xiaofan plans to find an opportunity to take refuge on another Flying Boat.
However, looking across the entire Divine Sword Sect Flying Boat, the only place he can go seems to be Jian Wushuangâs Flying Boat, at least thereâs a somewhat âfamiliarâ face there.
As for Ke Zhenling, who is sitting cross-legged beside Jian Wushuang, Ye Xiaofan chooses to ignore him completely.
Compared to the pressure from Yunmo Xiâs side, a small figure like Ke Zhenling seems insignificant.
"Junior Brother Ye, what good fortune you have."
On this particular day, as they became familiar with each other, Jian Wushuang and Ye Xiaofan stood at the top of the Flying Boat, and the former couldnât help but sigh as he looked at the two stunning figures inside the Flying Boat not far away.
Ye Xiaofan, hearing this, felt a bit helpless and could only reply, "Senior Brother, beauties have always been burdens, I donât want it either."
Jian Wushuang looked at Ye Xiaofan in surprise upon hearing that.
Well, are you trying to humblebrag?
But Jian Wushuang also agreed with Ye Xiaofanâs words, especially after glancing at the unfriendly gazes around them.
Time slowly passed by.
In the blink of an eye, a month quickly went by.
During this month, the most tormented ones were none other than Ye Xiaofan and Luo Qingxian, and they often exchanged helpless smiles, sharing a mutual understanding.
And on this day, a month later.
Finally.
"Ahead is the âValley of Space-Time,â all you Junior Brothers and Sisters from the Hundred Sects, get ready. We Senior Brothers and Sisters can only escort you this far; the next journey relies on yourselves."
From the sky above the endless Flying Boats, a voice full of authority and might resonated through the clouds.
Upon hearing it, everyone opened their eyes and looked forward, but saw nothing.
In front of them were only seemingly endless normal mountain ranges, vast beyond imagination, without any sight of the so-called restrictions of the Ancient Ruins.
However, a quarter of an hour later, the hundreds of figures above stopped one by one, and over a thousand Flying Boats slowly descended towards an open area.
After the thousand Arks landed, all the peak representatives of the Self-Slaying Realm nodded slightly towards the hundreds of terrifying figures in the sky.
"Thank you to all Senior Brothers and Sisters for escorting us, it must have been a hard journey."
The loud voice echoed through the land, and the hundreds of terrifying figures also saluted slightly toward all the new peak representatives below.
"Junior Brothers and Sisters, we wish you success and safe returns. When you emerge, reign supreme and dominate the world, until we meet in the ultimate battle."
"Until the ultimate battle."
After bidding each other farewell, all the terrifying Senior Brothers and Sisters from the Hundred Sects began to depart, having completed this escort mission. Surprisingly, the powerhouses of the Demonic Dao Sects did not attack the team of peak representatives from the Hundred Sects this time, and not a single Demon Sect Cultivator was seen.
But little did they know, it wasnât that the Demonic Sects had changed for the better this year; rather, the army of peerless demonic geniuses that came to intercept them was deterred by a Loose Cultivator named âQiu Lingshan.â
After watching the hundreds of terrifying figures disappear in the direction they came from, all the Cultivators from the Hundred Sects retracted their gaze, continuously observing the surrounding environment.
"Werenât we supposed to be heading to the âValley of Space-Timeâ? Where is it?"
"Yeah, thereâs nothing here, no restrictions, no barrier lights to be seen. Could that small valley ahead be the legendary âValley of Space-Timeâ?"
Many peak representatives at the True Self Realm couldnât help but smile wryly, voicing their doubts.
Even Ye Xiaofan felt a bit bewildered; the so-called âHundred Sects Battle Domainâsâ first Ancient Ruin, the âValley of Space-Time,â turned out to be in such an ordinary place.
However, Luo Qingxian and other powerhouses at the Self-Slaying Realm remained calm, as if they knew this was where the Ancient Divine Demon Battlefield lay.