Even though he was a vast distance away, Ye Yunfei could still clearly perceive the terrifying energy pressure radiating from the enormous golden hand and the gigantic black hand.
"I never imagined the Dark Faction has such a formidable master!"
Looking at the black hand, Ye Yunfei was inwardly shocked.
He felt the owner of that black hand was, at the very least, a Perfected Earth Immortal, and was highly likely to be a Golden Immortal!
While it had always been said that the most powerful masters in this spacetime were Earth Immortals, the Dark Faction had dominated this realm for such an incredibly long period, having launched multiple World-Destroying Wars, leaving no doubt that their reserves were terrifyingly deep-rooted. Even if a Golden Immortal lay hidden behind their ranks, it wouldn't be particularly surprising.
"That direction! I've detected traces of one of the stewards!"
Just at that moment, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm suddenly cried out, pointing in a specific direction.
Swoosh!
Ye Yunfei immediately activated his Space Teleportation Token, teleporting towards that direction.
Ning Laoqi, who was by Ye Yunfei's side, experienced the astonishing speed of this teleportation, feeling utterly awestruck.
He knew the teleportation token in Ye Yunfei's hand was definitely a priceless treasure.
At the same time.
Beyond the spacetime of the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds, an elder with a youthful face and snowy hair walked through a hazy, indistinct region of space and time. A small path attendant, face still brimming with childish innocence, followed closely by the elder's side, curiously surveying the unfamiliar surroundings.
After a while, the elder brought the young attendant to a pitch-black wall of unknown thickness.
"Master, why is there such a strange black wall here? It looks somewhat similar to the Dark Faction's sealing arcana."
Scrutinizing the dark wall before him, the young attendant asked.
"Hmm, not bad, your discerning eye is improving. This is the Dark Faction's most sophisticated method of sealing spacetime—it can thoroughly seal off a vast tract of the cosmos. This black wall before us was personally laid down by the Dark Ancestor; it seals away a vast expanse of spacetime within. That spacetime is called the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds."
Looking at the dark, ink-like wall before them, the elder nodded and explained.
"Laid down personally by the Dark Ancestor? Why would a mighty power like him come here to seal off this spacetime? I've never heard of this 'Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds' before. It must be a relatively weak realm, not worth someone like the Dark Ancestor going through the trouble of sealing, surely?"
Hearing his master's words, the young attendant gasped, alarmed. The Dark Ancestor was an immensely terrifying supreme power, his fearsome reputation spreading across countless realms.
"Before being sealed by the Dark Ancestor, the overall strength of the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds was indeed not considered particularly high, but it was still quite famous. According to legends, in a very distant past, this realm was once the center of the myriad heavens, countless worlds, giving birth to many ancient gods and leaving behind numerous ancient legacies. Even now, the energy and laws within the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds still retain traces of that mysterious ancient heritage.
In short, the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds is a mysterious spacetime. Throughout the ages, many major forces have had their eyes on it, wanting to dig out its secrets.
Later, the Dark Ancestor went so far as to cast a supreme sealing spell, thoroughly sealing off this entire expanse, planning to monopolize it as part of the Dark Faction's territory."
The elder explained slowly.
"I see. Then, master, why are we here? This is already the Dark Ancestor's territory. Coming here might anger him."
The young attendant listened with great interest, then asked.
"I'm here to try and profit from the chaos and see if I can get anything worthwhile. I've heard that after sealing away the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds, the Dark Ancestor has been using all the living creatures within that realm as nourishment to cultivate an extremely precious seed.
Recently, through some deduction arts, I've discerned that the seed the Dark Ancestor has been cultivating is about to emerge, so I hurried here to see."
The elder replied.
"Hisss... sealing off an entire vast tract of spacetime, using all living things within it to cultivate a single seed? That is far too extravagant!
Master, what kind of seed is it?"
Hearing the elder's explanation, the young attendant couldn't help but suck in a sharp, cold breath.
"Of course it's an invaluable seed. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it now. I'll explain it to you after we see that seed."
Replied the elder.
"Master, are you planning to snatch the seed the Dark Ancestor is cultivating?"
Curiosity gleaming in his eyes, the young attendant asked.
"Yes. Others may fear the Dark Ancestor, but I do not."
The elder nodded, speaking in a faint tone.
"Moreover, it's not just me; many other experts have come as well. Everyone wants to see what makes this seed, that the Dark Ancestor has spent such vast amounts of time meticulously cultivating, so miraculous."
The elder raised his head, gazing towards the distant stretches of spacetime as he spoke, a smile forming.
Hurriedly following the direction of his master's gaze, the young attendant indeed spotted many terrifyingly powerful masters arriving from afar, taking up positions at various locations.
An elderly nun in plain attire stood with her palms pressed together serenely, her expression placid, directly before the black wall.
"Master, could she be the... Celestial Nun of Tongtian Sea?"
Looking at that elder nun, the young attendant suddenly recalled a legendary expert, feeling intense shock.
"Indeed."
Nodded the elder.
"The Netherworld Five Elders!"
Then, the young attendant saw five ancient masters, each shriveled and only the size of a four- or five-year-old child, radiating sinister, ghostly auras. Following behind each elderly man were countless malignant ghosts and ferocious spirits. Sucking in another sharp breath, he asked in a hushed voice.
"Yes. Do not look at them indiscriminately. Those five have petty minds. Even the slightest cause for dissatisfaction can prompt them to kill."
The elder quickly cautioned.
As soon as his words were spoken, one of the diminutive elders among the Netherworld Five Elders turned his gaze towards them, firing out two strange, emerald-green rays of light from his eyes.
However, it seemed that this diminutive elder soon recognized the identity of the young attendant's master, a flash of apprehension crossing his expression. He glared malevolently at the young attendant before withdrawing his gaze.
"Master, since the Dark Ancestor has sealed away the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds, how do we enter if we want to seize his seed?"
Not daring to look towards those terrifying masters again, the young attendant turned his focus to the oppressive black wall before them, asking.
"Don't worry. While the Dark Ancestor's sealing arts are refined, they cannot hinder my steps. However, for now, the seed hasn't matured. Let us wait here, for the moment it ripens—that will be our best opportunity to rush inside.
And it's not just me; they are planning the same."
The elder replied, pointing towards the experts gathered in the distance.
At the same time.
Within the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds, in a certain space where dark mist roiled violently.
"Humph! To think so many profit-seeking interlopers have gathered outside, each with ill intentions! However, what belongs to this Dark Ancestor is not something you lot are capable of snatching away!"
A black silhouette snorted coldly, declaring.