Chapter 854

Chapter 854: The Changing of the Realm’s Fate

At the moment when a deafening roar echoed, Tianluo, who was rushing through darkness, suddenly stopped, his eyes shining brightly, and he immediately changed direction.

In an instant, he found himself back at the peak of Tianluo Mountain in Tianluo Realm, sitting down cross-legged once again.

At the same time, outside Tianluo Realm, over a dozen figures shrouded in mist abruptly appeared.

However, as soon as they appeared, Tianluo raised his hand abruptly and brought it down heavily towards the bottom, towards the entire Tianluo Mountain.

"Boom!"

Another deafening sound came, and within the towering Tianluo Mountain, another identical mountain suddenly appeared.

However, this mountain was illusory, like the soul of Tianluo Mountain, expanding infinitely as it emerged.

In an instant, this illusory Tianluo Mountain completely filled the entire Tianluo Realm, blocking the more than ten figures shrouded in mist from outside the realm, preventing them from entering the Tianluo Realm.

This sudden change naturally made the more than ten figures extremely angry.

Although they could not physically enter, their voices were gradually transmitted to Tianluo’s ears.

"Tianluo, why are you sealing off your world? Could it be that both the appearance of the holy item last time and this time are related to you?"

"Tianluo, what’s going on? How come so soon after the last time, the holy item is about to appear again!"

"Tell the truth, did you bring back the one person among the hundred you took with you that we need?"

"Tianluo, if you don’t open the Tianluo Realm, don’t blame us for taking action forcefully!"

But Tianluo, at this moment, ignored these voices and only stared at Jiang Yun, who was sitting motionless nine thousand feet away, with a look of confusion and shock on his old face!

"This aura, yes, this is the aura of the Desolate World tribe!"

"Could it be true, as Jiang Gui said, that he is the descendant born from the combination of the Jiang Clan and the Desolate World tribe?"

As Tianluo’s words fell, suddenly another crack appeared in the sky, from which light also shot out.

However, this time, it was not colorful rays of light that shot out, but five beams of light, within which, a large dark shadow could be faintly seen.

Although the dark shadow was blurry, you could make out its shape if you looked closely.

That dark shadow seemed to be a gigantic hand, immensely huge, like a mountain-sized palm!

Just like last time, the crack in the sky and the colossal, blurry black shadow resembling a hand were not only appearing in the Tianluo Realm, but in all the worlds of the Land of Fallen Realm.

When all creatures saw the blurry dark figure, those who understood its meaning couldn’t help but show fear on their faces!

Especially Jiang Gui, at this moment, besides fear, his face showed more shock. He murmured, "How is this possible? I just said it casually, could it be that he really is a descendant of the Desolate World tribe and Jiang Clan!"

Because only he had believed in his heart that Jiang Yun was a descendant of the Jiang Clan, but what appeared in the sky now was not the sacred item of the Jiang Clan!

Even the more than ten figures originally gathered outside the Tianluo Realm were in a panic at this moment.

They no longer cared about forcing their way into the Tianluo Realm, instead they hurriedly turned around and returned to their own worlds.

In the darkness, only their cursing voices echoed continuously.

"Damn it, the most terrifying Desolate World tribe sacred item has appeared this time!"

"The desolate power of the Desolate World tribe not only contains the laws of time, but also targets the bodies of creatures. This time, I don’t know how many people will die!"

"My lifespan is already short, I don’t know if I can withstand the invasion of this Desolate World tribe sacred item this time!"

"Let it be, if we die, or we must forever remain in this broken world!"

At the top of Tianluo Mountain, in a small hut, the pale-faced Wu Ning trembled as he took out a piece of green jade, saying to himself, "With two semi-sacred objects appearing in less than half a year, this is definitely unusual. I must inform the elders!"

As he spoke, Wu Ning suddenly crushed the jade slip!

…

In the emptiness of the Land of Dao Origin, the young man who had once chased after Situ Jing suddenly appeared, showing a respectful expression. He bowed to the void and said, "Master, Dao Yi is here!"

This person turned out to be Dao Yi, the Palace Master of the Dao Yi Palace, the head of the three palaces of the Dao God Temple!

Among the countless worlds of Tao, the only one worthy of being called his master was the Taoist Lord!

In the emptiness, there was no sound, only ripples appearing one after another.

Within the ripples, a broken jade slip appeared out of nowhere and fell into Dao Yi’s hands.

Holding the jade slip, Dao Yi once again bowed to the void before directing his divine sense towards the slip.

With a quick scan, Dao Yi’s respectful expression turned into shock as he exclaimed, "Within six months, sacred relics have appeared twice in The Land of Fallen Realm!"

"One was from the Jiang Clan, and the other was from the Desolate World tribe!"

"Such a situation has never occurred before!"

In that moment, a chilling light flashed in Dao Yi’s eyes as he mentioned, "Could it be because of that person, Jiang Yun!"

Immediately after, ripples appeared once again in the void before Dao Yi.

This time, from the ripples emerged a drop of blood!

Looking at the drop of blood, Dao Yi’s expression became extremely serious. He carefully opened his hands and gently held the drop of blood, saying, "Master, rest assured, I will investigate this matter thoroughly!"

After speaking, Dao Yi bowed to the void for the third time, and as soon as he stood up, he turned and walked away without hesitation, disappearing in an instant.

Soon after Dao Yi left, a sudden gust of wind blew through the endless emptiness.

As the wind kept blowing, the empty void gradually revealed one Tao Mark after another.

Countless Tao Marks appeared densely, stretching endlessly without an end in sight, like a vast sea of Tao Marks.

In the center of this sea of Tao Marks, an elderly man was sitting cross-legged. He opened his eyes abruptly and said coldly, "Taoist Lord, has something unusual happened in The Land of Fallen Realm?"

After a moment of silence, a deep voice suddenly spoke, "Gu Bulao, are you really ready to oppose me just for one disciple?"

This elderly man was none other than Jiang Yun’s master, Gu Bulao.

Gu Bulao sneered and said, "I’ll give you face by calling you Taoist Lord. After knowing each other for so long, shouldn’t you understand my character?"

"What do you mean by only one disciple? If someone becomes my disciple, they are under my protection!"

"I admit that in the vast Tao World with numerous creatures, even if you send all beings to the Dao Prison, I won’t interfere. But why did you choose to target my disciple?"

"I haven’t acted yet because I wanted to be polite, but if you continue disrespecting me, I won’t be so nice anymore!"

After another moment of silence, Taoist Lord’s voice spoke again, "Alright, after the situation in The Land of Fallen Realm is resolved, I will explain to you. For now, I apologize for any inconvenience!"

As Taoist Lord’s voice faded, the endless sea of Tao Marks began to gradually disappear.

Watching the Tao Marks rapidly vanish, Gu Bulao, who was in the sea, felt a chill in his eyes and muttered to himself, "He’s clearly testing me with his words!"

"Could it be that he’s really planning to make a move against Number Four and the others?"

"No, I can’t wait any longer! I must awaken my true self!"