The boundless blood sea was plunged into darkness.
The waves froze mid-surge, their shockwaves sweeping outward.
All the Cosmic Eternal Realm cultivators present instinctively erupted with their auras, stabilizing the boundless blood sea as they watched, eyes wide, while Andrew Han alone supported the Nether-Fame Stele—truly supporting it, though the method by which he exerted this power was unfathomable, incomprehensible even to the assembled Cosmic Eternals!
In the eyes of these powerhouses,
the cyan figure seemed to forcibly drag the Nether-Fame Stele upward, refusing to let it sink into the blood sea, refusing to let it rest and recover.
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"Impossible!"
Wade Wu II cried out in horror.
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"This is impossible!"
Jinkirk Jin bit through two chunks of rare metal and let out a low growl.
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Following the initial uproar, the assembled powerhouses now felt as if they could barely breathe.
How could such a thing happen!?
How could a mere Starlight-tier genius—Andrew Han of the Primordial Gate—possess such mysterious power!?
An instant later—boom!
The magnificent, dazzling Nether-Fame Stele shook twice, like a blood-red sun, and continued its descent into the blood sea, resuming its original sinking trajectory.
Such was the reality.
Andrew Han supported the Nether-Fame Stele above the boundless blood sea for perhaps only an instant.
Though he stopped at this point, Andrew Han did not manage to form even the embryonic pattern of a Heaven-Venerable Path. Yet he heard the faint Dao-road voice and gained a hazy sense of his cultivation direction, reaping considerable rewards.