Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2294 - 2292 The Great War Begins
Chapter 2294: Chapter 2292: The Great War Begins
Chapter 2294 -2292: The Great War Begins
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“The Eighth Layer is upstream of the Bone Refining Water. Whether it’s the intensity of the Bone Refining Water or the Heavenly Dao Rules, they are far superior to those of the Seventh Layer. The strongest cultivators in this galaxy have almost all gathered there. If you go, you might not even claim an unknown spot.”
Mei Li frowned as she spoke. She had always cultivated in the Seventh Layer, not because she didn’t want to enter the Eighth.
It was because the positions in the Eighth Layer had already been allocated long ago. Even though her strength wasn’t weak, she didn’t dare rush in and offend others.
*In Purgatory, getting injured might mean death.*
“Thanks.”
Ethan Smith nodded lightly and still strode toward the Eighth Layer. He was determined to go there no matter what.
“Even if you can seize a position, you’ll constantly be disturbed while you cultivate. How will you comprehend the Path of Heaven?”
Mei Li’s lips curled into a peculiar smile. *This kid’s stubbornness really reminded her of herself a thousand years ago.*
“Are you suggesting that we team up?”
Ethan furrowed his brows. If what Mei Li said was true, it really was a hassle.
“Ethan, let me ask you, what are your plans after the Great Dao descends? I want to know why you’re pushing yourself so hard.”
“I must return to the Holy Region, even if it costs me my life.”
Ethan fell silent for a moment before responding softly.
“Alright, I can guard you for free, but I have one condition: when you return to the Holy Region, you must take me with you.”
Mei Li suddenly chuckled lightly.
“You really believe I can return to the Holy Region?” Ethan laughed.
“Not really, but I can sense your determination. Your strength matches your resolve.”
Mei Li shook her head decisively.
“I’ll bet on you; it’s not like I have anything to lose. However, you’ll need to secure your own position—I won’t interfere in this process.”
Ethan nodded. Mei Li’s strength was top-tier, and having a free guardian was a no-brainer.
*He had gone all-out in the Ghost Mansion just to defeat Mei Li.*
The two entered the Eighth-layer Purgatory, and instantly, seven or eight powerful divine senses locked onto Ethan.
The demonic qi ran rampant here, and dense clouds roiled in the sky.
Within the cloud layer, deafening thunder occasionally streaked past. The sky seemed perilously close, as if you could reach out and touch it.
Below, countless mountain peaks towered into the cloud layer.
Every mountain peak emanated a formidable aura.
West Hicks, Chang Ye, Situ Haoyue, Gu Ming, along with four other rogue cultivators who masked their presence but whose strength was no less than Gu Ming’s.
On the largest mountain peak in the center, a blast of Sword Intent pierced through the clouds, enveloped by familiar Dao rhythms.
“The Position of Evil Slaying.”
Ethan immediately sensed the familiar energy. This position was likely where the Evil Slaying Scripture previously sat in meditation. Under the absolute might radiating from it, no one dared to intrude upon this supreme position.
“He’s here.”
A cold voice reverberated through the space, reaching Ethan’s location.
The hunched figure of a white-haired elder slowly materialized before Ethan, as if he had anticipated Ethan’s arrival.
“Situ Haoyue, your timing couldn’t be better. I was just about to tell you to get lost, and now I don’t even need to waste the effort calling for you.”
Ethan smirked casually.
“Arrogant as always, Ethan. If it weren’t for the masked woman’s sorcery in the secret realm that injured Mr. Situ’s divine soul, do you really think you could defeat him?”
Gu Ming appeared beside Situ Haoyue.
“What’s this? The Blood Sect Sovereign playing lapdog to Situ Haoyue? That’s quite impressive.” Ethan shot him a glance.
“Ha, such sharp words. Today, not only will you hand over the masked woman’s coffin, but you’ll also leave the Sorin Divine Artifact behind.” Situ Haoyue sneered coldly.
It seemed as though Situ Haoyue had issued an order, for within such a short while, nearly seventy or eighty cultivators had entered this space.
“The treasures obtained in the Underworld Secret Realm were bought with the blood of all Purgatory’s cultivators. Do you think you can monopolize them without consulting everyone else?”
Situ Haoyue said coldly.
“Fellow Daoist Ethan, I lost almost all my family members in this Ghost Palace Secret Realm. This treasure should be shared with everyone for enlightenment.”
“If you persist in being selfish, don’t blame us for joining forces to wipe you out.”
“Today, you must give us an answer. I hope you won’t act recklessly—sharing this enlightenment with everyone won’t harm you in any way.”
“That’s right. Perhaps we can unravel the coffin’s mysteries together, and everyone will benefit from the experience.”
A crowd of cultivators encircled Ethan.
Situ Haoyue’s lips twisted into a mocking smile. *Even if none of them could match Ethan’s strength, their sheer numbers would be enough to drain his spiritual energy.*
“Old dog Situ, isn’t this trick of yours getting old? Let me say it loud and clear: treasures belong to those who can claim them. If any of you acquired treasure, would you share it with everyone?”
Ethan sneered coldly.
*If the coffin truly held the Heavenly Dao Qi accumulated from the masked woman’s past eight lives, each insight into its mysteries would consume a portion of the Dao Qi. Sharing it—that’s nothing but a fool’s dream.*
“As for all of you, if anyone wishes to die and help this old dog Situ take advantage, I’ll gladly oblige.”
A golden aura swirled around Ethan’s body, and countless streams of magma began to rise and flow beneath his feet.
A fierce aura radiated from his body, and wherever he cast his gaze, no one dared meet his eyes.
“Mr. Situ, how about you take the lead?”
A cultivator cautiously asked.
The survivors in Purgatory were no fools; everyone understood the principle of *”the stake that sticks out gets pounded down.”*
Situ Haoyue cast a glance at Gu Ming, and Gu Ming instantly grasped his intention.
A ruthless gleam flashed across his face as spiritual energy began to gather on his body.
*Having lived for so many years, Zendaya Reed remained his greatest driving force.*
*With Zendaya Reed’s death in the secret realm, he had always considered Ethan the murderer. Today, he was determined to avenge his son.*
Mei Li sensed something was amiss at this moment and quietly stepped aside.
*She had only agreed to guard Ethan during his Path of Heaven insights but had no intention of being involved in such battles.*
Bang!
In an instant, Gu Ming’s aura surged to its peak. He, too, had survived in Purgatory for an exceptionally long time.
A roar of boundless spiritual energy erupted, proving that his strength had long reached the mid-level of ninth-rank.
The strike infused with spiritual power had already surpassed the White Ape.
Bang!
The collision was utterly brute-force; their arms slammed together fiercely.
In the blink of an eye, their fists and feet exchanged blows over a hundred times.
No technique, just raw strength clashing endlessly.
Bang!
The collision of ninth-rank power unleashed a tempest of spiritual energy. The roiling thick clouds above were pushed aside by the ferocious storm.
Ethan hovered mid-air, his body radiating Golden Light, with his aura showing no sign of diminishing.
In contrast, Gu Ming, after the hundred-strike clash, had one arm shattered and bore multiple injuries, blood flowing profusely.
“What an astonishingly durable body.”
Gu Ming drew in a sharp breath.
*Having undergone the Fire Scale Continent’s hottest magma refinement, the tempering of the Bone Refining Water, and the Holy Body Technique cultivated through an unprecedented skill, Ethan’s physical strength had reached unimaginable heights.*
