Chapter 1808 — Mist Upon the Sea of Ruins
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A long while passed before the ripples of that collision subsided. Huang Tang spat mouthful after mouthful of blood; Palace Master Hehuan and Palace Master Phoenix were each wounded as well, gasping for breath.
The Golden Ship of Salvation steadied itself and drifted lightly down.
All around, the two supreme divine powers had wrought a stretch of chaos; chaos qi drifted everywhere. The golden ship fell into that chaos qi and abruptly halted a moment — and then simply floated.
All about was brightness; no longer was it the dark starry sky. Boundless chaos qi washed back and forth. The two Palace Masters descended, their aura pressing the chaos qi apart — and suddenly their faces changed drastically, for where the chaos qi parted lay a vast and mighty Sea of Chaos.
Huang Tang, forcibly stirring the World Tree's branch, was just about to deal the two of them a killing blow when his own expression changed despite himself. He looked around, and there upon the surface of that boundless chaotic ocean drifted enormous lotus leaves, one after another.
Stems covered in sharp thorns thrust straight into the sky, like the stalks of lotuses, yet incomparably thick and vast — an awe-inspiring sight.
Upon that Sea of Chaos floated a Chaos Hall, borne up by a lotus like a pedestal; and before the hall sat Shen Mu and Ling Yuxiu.
The hearts of Palace Master Hehuan and Palace Master Phoenix sank little by little.
This place was the Ruins.
When they had entered the Ruins, they themselves had never noticed.
By rights, the fluctuations of the Ruins were exceedingly strange, and for Dao-attainers it was a perilous place indeed; never mind entering the Ruins — even passing by its edge, they would have sensed it at once.
Yet this time, only when they had entered the deepest reaches of the Ruins and beheld the Sea of Chaos did they realize they had already fallen into the Ruins.
Meanwhile, within the Ancestral Court, the Haotian Emperor raised his head and looked up. Seeing the figures of the several Palace Masters and Huang Tang vanish in an instant, his heart turned to ice.
"These Palace Masters are finished..." He wiped the cold sweat from his brow and continued on toward the World Tree.
On the Sea of Chaos of the Ruins, before the Chaos Hall, Shen Mu rose to his feet.