Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2439 - 2437: The Border Between Two Clans

At this moment, Emily Taylor could no longer care about the many people present; she responded passionately to Ethan Smith.

For Human Clan cultivators, love is even more challenging than for ordinary people.

From Earth to now, nearly three hundred years have passed, yet their meetings have been very few.

And even now, there are still numerous obstacles.

Being able to reach this day, even those like Edwin Garner and Ella Jenkins who supported them, find it unbelievable.

"Kids, don’t look."

Salena Carpenter hurriedly pulled little Sara and little chubby into her embrace, shielding them from bad influences.

It was a long time before Ethan Smith finally let go of that enticing cherry lip.

"Emily, don’t worry, mere Ghost Race cannot stop me."

At this moment, Ethan felt as if no matter what difficulties lay ahead, he could overcome them.

He domineeringly pulled Emily Taylor into his arms, starting to boast.

"Sister-in-law, you really shouldn’t do this. I feel this guy’s divine soul is floating in the air now,"

Salena Carpenter said worriedly.

Emily Taylor’s face turned as red as a ripe apple, completely unable to hear Salena’s words.

She covered her face tightly with her little hands, only now realizing how many people were around.

Darn Ethan Smith! So many people, yet he dares to tease me!

She pinched the soft flesh at Ethan Smith’s waist with one hand, causing him to grimace in pain.

Salena Carpenter rolled her eyes at the two, knowing her words were wasted.

"Brother Ethan, don’t get carried away. If you encounter those old immortals, be careful. From my analysis, those old immortals are usually quite powerful,"

Frederick Cohen said casually, unable to think of what else to say.

"You’re right. I also noticed newborns are usually infants," Ethan replied snappishly.

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"Elder Baker, Emily, the Sumeru Ring is entrusted to you."

Ethan placed the Sumeru Ring in Elder Baker’s hand, then turned to Immortal Emperor Yao and said,

"Immortal Emperor Yao, your three souls and seven spirits have long shattered and returned to reincarnation. However, among the one soul and three spirits derived from the Immortal Emperor’s Body, one soul and two spirits remain in the Ghost World. Are you willing to take a trip to the Ghost World with me?"

A divine light shot from Immortal Emperor Yao’s pupils. He used his body as a vessel, sealing the last trace of remaining Divine Soul Power within, but it had been so long, through endless ages, that he muddled through, unaware of how much time had passed, even forgetting the meaning of his existence.

At this moment, faced with Ethan’s proposal, he nearly didn’t hesitate as that remnant spirit burst from his body.

Then that spirit, much like the Heart of the Thunder Emperor, used some method to enter Ethan’s Sea of Knowledge.

Ethan was shocked to the core. He searched every corner of his Divine Soul with his divine sense yet could not locate where Immortal Emperor Yao was hiding.

This was another godlike technique of changing the heavens and the earth, even though he had previously opened the acupoint to suppress the black Ethan, he could still feel the position of that acupoint.

At this moment, Immortal Emperor Yao seemed to vanish without a trace, completely undetectable. Was this the means to jump beyond the Path of Heaven? Ethan decided not to dwell on it.

The dark brown Divine Soul Power surged into the sky as Ethan’s second desolate divine eye snapped open.

He captured that Ghost Realm power and his soul latched onto that rule line.

Climbing along this thread of rules, he suddenly arrived at the Heavenly Path Sea, an extremely long road.

Ethan only felt that the sharp rule line slashed his Divine Soul, leaving him drenched in blood.

Furthermore, countless astral winds pierced through his Divine Soul on the journey, weakening it progressively.

The time of the Divine Soul is even more prolonged than the perception in reality.

It felt like an eternity to him, but in reality, it was just a moment.

Just like when he encountered Scholar Jun Qian Yi’s hundred reincarnations, yet in reality, it was just a blink of an eye.

Moreover, during the climbing process, the further the soul was from the body, the faster the Divine Soul Power dwindled. He must hurry.

At this moment, as Ethan followed the movement of his soul, he seemed to see some things clearly.

Within the Great Thousand World, there exists four major races: the Human Clan, Ghost Race, demon race, and Demon clan, along with countless other less numerous races, but their collective power is negligible, difficult for the Power of Heavenly Path to detect.

Surrounding the entire Great Thousand World at the lowest point is the Human Clan’s Heavenly Path Power, a vast sea formed by the convergence of various rules’ powers.

Billions of Humans explore within this immense Heavenly Path Sea, gradually becoming stronger, even producing Immortal Emperors who leap beyond the Power of Heavenly Path.

At this moment, as Ethan moved around, he discovered many places already depleted, with the Heavenly Path Sea long vanished.

Huge ravines appeared in many places where once the surging Power of Heavenly Path existed.

In those barren lands, countless Divine Condors lay askew on the ground.

Some were so worn they were unrecognizable, others had become countless giant fragments, more had nearly fused with the dried seabed, making it impossible to tell they had once been consecrated Divine Condors.

This also reflects the gradual decline of Human Clan’s Heavenly Path Power. Beyond it lies Ethan’s current destination, the Ghost Realm Heavenly Path Sea.

This location is the place Ethan is most familiar with, the Purgatory Area.

Purgatory is the junction between the Ghost World and the Human Clan’s River of Heavenly Path.

The intersection of overlapping shadows between the two races, the weakest point.

Upon entering this layer of the Heavenly Path Sea, Ethan only felt he had entered a domain of turbulence.

Here, the Heavenly Path Sea roils and churns, every thread of rule power as sharp as a knife.

Here lies the endpoint of the vortex.

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Suddenly, a massive head appeared at the bottom of the Human Clan’s Heavenly Path Sea.

Here, Ethan saw a Ghost Race whose divine sense was vast as the galaxy, its soul blazingly bright like the sun. On its body, Ethan felt an overwhelming oppression; this Ghost Race’s power was much like Huxley Walters’.

"I want to go back, please, let me return!"

This Ghost Race issued a vague divine sense wave, filled with hopeless appeal, throwing caution to the wind as it rushed into the turbulence.

But in less than five breaths of time, this Ghost Race issued a cry of despair.

Its soul was rapidly depleted, soon turning into countless light spots, merging into the Heavenly Path Sea.

Ethan was filled with dread, realizing a terrifying fact.

This Ghost Race being able to cross over proved it had traversed the Ghost Clan’s Heavenly Path Sea.

This meant this Ghost Race’s soul power was much stronger than his own, yet still could not cross this two-world space.

It was likely that this overlapping boundary of the two realms possessed unimaginably lethal rule powers.

"No matter, I’m already here."

Ethan let out a roar. He was now a tremendous distance from his body; every moment he lingered, massive amounts of Divine Soul Power were consumed.

Now he could only hope his conjecture was correct; otherwise, today he might become a supplement to this Heavenly Path Sea.

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