Chapter 1,220: A Glimpse of Hope
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Of course, this vortex appearing above the blessed land, within it lies the world's heavens that cultivators seek to be protected by.
The larger the area of the vortex, the larger the area of heaven it represents, and the stronger the protection it can provide to cultivators.
Ginger Cloud's previous display of nine distinct blessed lands indeed shocked everyone, naturally leading them to believe that the area of the vortex he could summon would also be extremely vast.
Not to mention those far away, even within the Leiji heavens, any cultivator above the Heavenly Blessing Realm, when they broke through to that realm, the vortex they summoned was at least ten thousand zhang in size.
Some of the best ones can even reach areas of tens of thousands of meters, or even millions of meters.
Therefore, to see that the vortex conjured by Jiang Yun was only a hundred zhang in size, they were truly disappointed!
However, they didn't know that with the appearance of this inconspicuous vortex, a real upheaval was brewing across countless realms within this world created by the Nine Profound Clans!
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At this very moment, as a hundred-zhang vortex appeared within the celestial heavens of Lei Ji Tian, above the skies of Ji Mie Nine Regions, another vortex of the same size suddenly materialized.
Huantu and Lülun both raised their heads, gazing at the vortex.
Although neither of them spoke, their faces were filled with intense seriousness and tension.
Especially the picture of desolate land, he unconsciously rubbed his hands.
Because he remembered what his father, Huang Junyan, had once told him: —
If one day the Nine Realms have an owner, then this person will not only be the master of the Nine Realms, but also the common master of the Nine Clans. They will even allow the Nine Clans to rise again from their decline!
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The Realm of Fallen Worlds, this place known as the site of the world's demise, has become a space unto itself, within which countless fractured worlds exist.
Within this world, Mount Tianduo, which stood at the very center of existence, trembled slightly!
Within the mountains, Jiang Yun's physical body and Dao body sat cross-legged, opened his eyes, and calmly glanced at the elderly man who had suddenly appeared before him.
Of course, this old man is Tianluo, which is the deity of Mount Tianluo.
Tianluo directly sat down in front of Jiang Yun's dharma body. A trace of excitement appeared on his aged face. He said, "I feel it, your true self is trying to break through to the Heavenly Favor Realm. Do you think he can succeed"
The Fleshly Dao Body nodded slightly and said, "I can!"
Tiānluò similarly nodded and said, “I also hope he can. That way, I can go home!”
After saying this, Tianluo no longer spoke. He closed his eyes, but in his mind, a whirlpool the size of a hundred zhang appeared.
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In the hidden manor of Dao Gu Jie, a chessboard lay before Dong Fang Bo and Xiao Le Tian.
In the East, Bo's hand was twisting a chess piece, pondering where to place it next.
Just then, his body suddenly trembled violently and he raised his head abruptly.
The shock was so great that he didn't even realize his fingers had loosened, and the piece gently fell onto the board.
But opposite him, Xiao Lètiān wore the same expression, the same reaction, and he too lifted his head to look at the space above them.
In both of their eyes, a vortex the size of a hundred zhang appeared faintly.
"Can he succeed"
"If that were to happen, perhaps it would be the day my clan returns to freedom!"
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There was no heaven, no earth, only an infinite void. Suddenly, nearly a hundred figures, like sculptures frozen in time, trembled all at once.
Next, everyone raised their rather stiff heads and looked up at the sky, where a hundred-zhang-wide vortex had appeared.
A burly man trembled as he spoke, “Uncle Ginger, is it Yunwa”
"Yes!"
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In the same void, a refined-looking old man gazed intently at a wisp of nothingness held in his palm.
Under his gaze, this wisp of nothingness was slowly becoming solid, and gradually gaining a touch of green. It clearly transformed into half a green plant.
But just then, the old man's palm suddenly twitched slightly. This half of the green plant also trembled and returned to nothingness.
The old man, however, completely ignored him. He suddenly reached out and clenched his fist. When he opened his palm again, the wisp of nothingness had miraculously transformed into a vortex.
"Will a unified people under one lord arise"
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Like Lei Ji Tian, Mo Dao Tian is a vast expanse of countless worlds. In the center of Mo Dao Tian lies a world called Mo Dao Jie.
In this world, all who dwell are the kin of the Demonic Clans from the Nine Tribes of Extinction.
Back then, in order to ensure the continuation of their bloodline, they were forced to submit to the Dao Sovereign and surrender to the Hall of the Dao Gods.
And at this moment, all the demon race people, no matter what they were doing, trembled all over. They all put down everything in their hands, and their eyes all showed a whirlpool.
A middle-aged man, stumbling and bumping, rushed into the patriarch's residence of the demon clan, shouting loudly: "Patriarch, Patriarch…"
Before the man could finish his words, a gray-haired, tall old man spoke up, interrupting him. "No need to say more, I already know!"
The middle-aged man swallowed hard and said, "Chieftain, should we report this to the Daoist Venerable"
"No!"
The elder’s eyes flashed with cold light as he said, “Although we had to choose to surrender back then, our hearts never gave up hope. Now that hope is about to arrive, how could we let the Venerable Dao destroy it again.”
"Inform all members of the clan, whoever asks about the sensing matter, say not a word!"
"Yes!"
The elder continued, "Now, let's see if this unknown creature can give our nine clans a real chance at hope."
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Ginger Demon Heaven, this belongs to the Ginger Clan's Dao Heaven, and at this very moment, all members of the Ginger Clan, just like the Demon Clan, are seeing a hundred-zhang sized vortex in their own eyes.
In the depths of the ginger clan's territory, a middle-aged man with eight marks on his brow furrowed his brows and said to an elder beside him, "Is there still no news from Uncle Ginger"
If Gingercloud could see this old man, he would certainly recognize him. This old man was none other than Ginger Zhan, who had once gone to the Shanhai Realm to search for his grandfather, Ginger Wanli!
"No," Jiang Zhan shook his head. "But perhaps the appearance of this whirlpool is a sign. If someone can summon the Nine Netherworlds, then he might also be able to find Uncle Jiang and all the people from the Nine Clans!"
"I hope so!" The middle-aged man nodded. "But I wonder who this person is, which clan in the Nine Clans they belong to!"
Jiang Zhan didn't speak, but for some reason, the image of a child named Jiang Yun, whom he had once met in the Shan Hai Realm, flashed through his mind!
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In a place known by almost no one, a loud cry rang out, resembling the wail of a newborn baby.
There is excitement and anticipation in the sound!
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Similar situations occur throughout this vast and seemingly infinite expanse.
But all beings who can perceive the enormous vortex within the Sky of Thunder, they share a common name—the Nine Tribes of Extinction!
Although they are very far away from the Heavenly Citadel, Lei Ji Tian, their bloodline of nine clans connects them to their ancestral land.
Although most of them were unaware, this had roused those in the Nine Nether Realms to action. Who exactly they were and what they were doing remained a mystery.
But they were all waiting, waiting for this person throughout history, the first who could awaken the Myriad Desolation Lands, to bring a glimmer of hope for revival to the nine tribes that had fallen too deep.
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