Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1234 The Big Bang

The overwhelming and majestic aura of the sovereign pressed down on the dimensional esophagus, an aura of supreme authority!

Normally, when an enraged ruler descends, the world's rulers would flee in terror, but in this dimensional food path, where the desperate exiles from countless world communities gather together, the situation is... completely different!

The atmosphere was terribly oppressive.

One by one, the exiles who had been in despair suddenly seemed to be reborn. Greed and desire overcame everything. Their eyes were burning as they looked up at the head of the ruler who had peered in from outside the dimensional esophagus. Some even had a passionate and eager attitude.

Such a terrifying scene left even the ruler momentarily stunned and speechless.

The vast sky was eerily quiet, oppressive, and terrifying.

This place is home to over three hundred exiles, each an ancient being who has lived for at least several eras. If they all go berserk, the consequences...

With a "whoosh," the demon doll appeared directly beneath the gigantic head, which was thousands of meters long and filled with compound eyes.

Even under the oppressive aura of the sovereign, it showed no abnormality whatsoever. The tiny figure with only half of its body remaining, the demon doll's only eye, looked up at the sovereign radiating endless majesty.

"Hmph, this old tree is ours now. Whatever your reasons, you'd better get out of the Hope Coffin Gathering Area right now, or you'll be stuck in the Dimensional Eating Passage forever."

hum!

Suddenly, the demon doll that was negotiating was abruptly and silently sliced ​​across by a blade thousands of meters behind a rift, leaving a diagonal black mark on its remaining half of body.

"You lowly thing! You're nothing but a slightly larger ant! Who do you think you are, daring to point fingers at the great Emperor Zhan, so insolent!"

A ruler has the majesty of a ruler, let alone a ruler who is in a state of anger and rage!

It was as if the ruler of the world was being mocked by a group of level-three beings. What was even more intolerable was that this arrogant and insignificant being was actually threatening him.

Countless compound eyes, the Four Emperors' eyes, were fixed on this dark, terrifying, and illusory place that only appeared in legends. This place was the edge of a dimension, banished by time and space, and was known as the Dimensional Esophagus.

Here, time has no pattern or meaning.

Without the coordinates of the real material world as a medium, it is very likely that an endless world of digestion would occur, where the inside and outside are worlds apart and transcend time and space.

Leaving aside the extremely terrifying situations described by other Overlords who attempted to venture into it, even if one escaped the Dimensional Escape Passage by relying on the Overlord's soul, it's unknown where one would end up in the vast and boundless endless world, where hundreds, thousands, or even several eras would pass.

This is the terror of the edge of deep illusion, the terror of a place exiled by time and space.

Strangely, these exiles gathered in the deep illusion were not trembling with fear under the majesty of their sovereign. Instead, they all stared at him with a terrifying sense of oppression, and a few even displayed an absurd eagerness.

Have they gone mad?

No!

We must seize the Tree of Time immediately, reclaim our lost land, and escape this deep, illusory realm.

This place is really eerie.

Maintaining the coordinates of the real world here requires a large amount of Sovereign Souls every second. If the Misty Soil had not been a prize agreed upon by the Four Emperors and another Sovereign, and had not been stolen by this guy during its nurturing in a special world with special rules, he would never have come to this burial ground at the edge of the dimension.

"That despicable thief!"

The Four Emperors were furious. Among their thousands of compound eyes, one of them suddenly shot out a pale golden beam of light, which flashed and enveloped the Tree of Time.

It seemed as if they wanted to imprison and restrain him, and leave this place of exile first.

call out!

However, at that moment, a sinister and tiny figure suddenly appeared in front of the Tree of Time.

The tiny figure pointed at the golden pillar of light with its only remaining arm, and a black pillar of light, exuding a dense aura of ashen illusion, appeared!

The remaining eye was filled with sinister violence. The doll, which had always been silent and mysterious, now seemed to be shrouded in endless shadows, on the verge of erupting like a volcano, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The wounds on the doll's body, which were being constantly eroded and destroyed by a layer of ash aura, were actually beginning to heal, but only in the purest form of black cigarette ash!

Boom!

hum...

First came a violent explosion, followed by a twisting vortex, where black beams of light and golden radiance intersected and then canceled each other out.

This scene caused half of the thousands of compound eyes of the Four Emperors' Overlord to be fixed on the demon doll blocking the Tree of Time!

He's not dead?

Suddenly, the demon doll raised its face, which had been hidden in the shadows. The other half of its body had been filled with black ash, creating a bizarre scene of half normal face and half black ash face intertwined. The other arm, now filled with black ash, pointed towards the Four Emperors Slayer, who was peering into the portal of time and space.

"This challenge involves ascending the coffin and hunting down the all-powerful soul of the Overlord."

In an instant, with the words "omnipotent soul" uttered by the demon doll, these desperate exiles, trapped in the dimensional esophagus for countless ages, went almost insane.

Like hungry sharks that have smelled blood, one of them took the lead, and then, without the slightest hesitation, all three hundred or so exiles gathered at the Coffin of Hope rushed toward the Four Emperors who had opened the gate of time and space.

This is not just about greed and the desire to survive, but also about the power and influence brought about by the rules of the coffin raisers!

Hundreds of Level 6 beings, having struggled to survive and be eliminated through the Dimensional Esophagus for several eras, each pushed their potential to the limit, only to be tormented by the inviolable digestive rules of the Dimensional Esophagus and fall into despair.

Driven by a glimmer of hope and a yearning for freedom, these coffin-lifters, knowing full well that their chances of survival are slim and their path nearly hopeless, continue their relentless challenge, gathering year after year.

At this moment, where so many desperate exiles gathered, a ruler appeared who possessed the power to restore their freedom and nurtured a rich and omnipotent soul!

Death has long been thoroughly experienced by these exiles.

Every second, every day, every slumber, every era, these exiles fully experience the deathly terror brought about by being digested by the dimensional esophagus.

The exiles here don't care about the framework and rules of the real world, or the insurmountable gap between the Overlord and the Lord of the World. The Overlord here only represents the ultimate challenge, the hope of escaping the dimensional esophagus after victory, and a more powerful life form, nothing more!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

At this moment, hundreds of exiles, unmoved by death, surrounded the portal, bursting forth like death fireworks.

(End of this chapter)