e Snow Palace.Bai Ze's voice rang excitedly in his mind: "Boy, you're finally awake! This time, you really scared me. It doesn't matter if you died, but I put all my belongings on you. If you die, who...As the fissure slowly widened, what was initially only a wisp of escaping mist suddenly surged and billowed, spreading like an overwhelming tide.

In the blink of an eye, it filled this gap between worlds, enveloping everyone completely. Even those close by couldn't see each other.

Of course, the oppressive pressure emanating from the fog was also astonishingly intense.

Then, from within the mist, a sound began, "thump-thump," resounding again and again.

That was the voice of a monk kneeling in the darkness and void.

If someone could see clearly through the fog right now, they would find that all the cultivators except Jiang Yun, including Fu Linglong, had already knelt down. Their heads were bowed low, not daring to lift them to look at the top again.

Because, it wasn't just the pressure that made them unable to resist, but in their hearts, there was a kind of innate reverence, making them willingly kneel down.

It was as if, at that moment, before them stood an all-powerful being!

At this moment, they are unable to think or do anything.

And the only one standing, Jiang Yun, was looking straight up at the crack.

He was neither swayed by pressure nor had the urge to kneel and worship.

Even, he had a strange feeling that he seemed to have transcended this world.

Although he couldn't see anything, he had a clear feeling that within the crack, there was another pair of eyes staring right back at him!

Of course, he also knew that those eyes belonged to the Nightmare Beast, the ancient powerhouse.

Before this, Jiayun had encountered Tie Runa within the dream realm she created for him, even engaging in combat with him.

However, he couldn't understand why the other party appeared just when he had broken through to the Fa-Breaking Realm

He had no idea what the other party's motives were, or if they would strike again.

Thus, in the thick fog, time seemed to have come to a standstill.

Countless cultivators knelt there, their heads bowed. Jiang Yun raised his head to gaze at the boundary rift, motionless.

Not only them, but the entire Heavenly Domain, including the remaining twelve Great Heavenly Venerables and several mysterious powerhouses, also fixed their gazes on the direction of the rift.

Every face was grim, for they did not know the purpose of this powerful being's sudden display of aura.

However, after an unknown amount of time had passed, the mist surrounding Jiang Yun suddenly began to churn.

Immediately after, all the fog rolled back into the fissure above.

From afar, the fissure seemed to transform into a giant mouth, greedily devouring the mist.

A glint appeared in Jiang Yun's eyes as he stared intently at the fissure above, which was slowly closing.

In the next moment, Jiang Yun's figure suddenly shot into the sky and charged toward the fissure.

Although the mist had not yet completely dissipated, it had thinned considerably. The oppressive aura it emitted had weakened as well, causing all the cultivators to raise their heads one after another.

Naturally, they all saw the mist frantically surging back into the fissure, and they also saw Jiang Yun, who was mixed in the mist, rushing towards the fissure as well.

At the beginning, they thought Ginger Cloud had been sucked into the crack by the suction force emanating from it.

But soon they discovered that Jiang Yun wasn't sucked past, he had actually taken the initiative to charge into the rift.

This caused everyone to involuntarily show expressions of horror.

Although they didn't know what lay within the fissure, the oppressive aura from the previous mist and the inexplicable feeling of submission that arose in their hearts left them kneeling there, unable to even raise their heads to look.

However, Jiang Yun proactively charged toward the fissure.

This courage left them speechless and, after their initial shock, they felt a complex mix of emotions.

In fact, Jiang Yun also knew that his current behavior was very dangerous, and there was even a possibility of death.

But he was not entirely without hope, for when he broke free from his constraints, a sense of clarity washed over him.

It's like there are some invisible lines on one's body, held in an intangible hand, controlling one's actions.

But now, these lines are broken!

The hand behind it could no longer control its own actions.

Therefore, now I want to see what's inside that crack. Is it really a powerful cultivator from the ancient realm Is it the owner of that hand

When Jiang Yun rushed toward the fissure, it was also healing at an extremely fast rate.

In the eyes of others, Jiang Yun at this moment was clearly racing against the crack, trying to be the first to rush into it before it healed.

Everyone held their breath unconsciously, as if they were beside Jiang Yun and charging towards the crack together.

Jiang Yun was getting closer and closer to the rift. The original thousand-zhang wide chasm had shrunk to just a few zhang in size.

Finally, when the fissure narrowed to a span of one foot, Jiang Yun's figure actually surged into the crack.

Everyone unconsciously stood up, each straining their eyes to look at the ginger cloud that had already been swallowed by the cracks. In their hearts, they speculated about what had happened to Ginger Cloud within the fissure, whether he was still alive, and whether he could burst out of it again.

Because the crack is almost completely closed.

Just then, a figure suddenly flew out from within.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the fissure finally closed completely, and the dimensional rift returned to normal, as if it had never cracked open in the first place.

All the mist also disappeared, and clarity returned to the seam of realms.

However, no one cared about the crack now. All eyes were on the figure that flew out of it.

It's Ginger Cloud!

But at this moment, Ginger Cloud is lying with her eyes closed, as if unconscious.

Since Jiang Yun entered the rift, not even three breaths of time have passed, and no one knows what Jiang Yun experienced inside or why he fell into a coma.

At the same time, amidst the crowd, a figure shot into the sky, charging towards the falling ginger cloud.

This figure, is the War General!

Compared to others who were almost completely shocked after going through so much, the War Department's Master had most of his attention focused on Jiang Yun.

He didn't forget his mission, which was to capture Jiang Yun.

Therefore, seeing that Jiang Yun had actually fallen from the rift and was now in a coma, this was simply a stroke of luck for him!

"No good!"

Recognizing the War Department's leader, a cry of surprise escaped Fu Linglong's mouth. She was about to rush towards Jiang Yun as well, but the Eight Heavenly Lords and the others also reacted, their figures moving in unison. Eight attacks were unleashed simultaneously, still surrounding Fu Linglong and preventing her from saving Jiang Yun.

But with such masterful skill, the warlord's commander had arrived beside Jiang Yun. A cruel smile spread across his face as he reached out and grabbed Jiang Yun's shoulder once more, holding him fast.

The Warlord burst into laughter, a triumphant sound. "Aha! I've got you!"

"Bang!"

Before his laughter could subside, a hand suddenly clasped his wrist.

Jiang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the War Department Master coldly, saying, "You helped me break through to the Fa-breaking Realm. I haven't even had time to thank you!"

"Now, I'll just thank you kindly!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Yun's hand was already holding the Ancient Suppressing Spear, stabbing fiercely towards the Lord of War Department!

This shot, Ginger Cloud did not use the power of the Ancient Suppressing Gun, but used the power he had just entered the Breaking Dharma Realm.

The Warlord hadn't expected Jiang Yun to suddenly wake up. Held firmly by the wrist, he couldn't struggle free, nor could he dodge the bullet.

"Pffff!"

The gun shot out like a dragon, from the brow of the Warlord, piercing straight through!ing into the ears of every disciple of the Questioning Dao Sect. Leading them, he began to elevate the power of the formation to its peak.Although this time, Jiang Yun's arrangement of the six formati...