Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 732: A Million Years Later

"However, some of us escaped here hundreds of millions of years ago, and some only stumbled in here tens of millions of years ago."

Shu Baiwei appeared somewhat puzzled, "Yet the Shadow Race emerged over tens of billions of years ago."

Inside, she found it hard to admit that she had unwittingly become an accomplice in creating the Shadow Race.

Brother Cheng pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "The Shadow Race was created by this black orb, though reportedly the strongest in the past only reached Tier Six."

"And recently, Tier Seven has already appeared."

He shrugged, "It wouldn't be surprising if your spiritual infusion played a key role in this."

The Flame Race people always wanted them to infuse all their Profound Power into the small black orb.

Whether Bai Wuqi or Jin Hao, or even Emperor Cangxu and Shu Baiwei, all were top figures from the Profound Realm Plane.

Their powers likely contained many critical elements.

And these elements might have become the catalyst for the Shadow Race's strengthening.

"Why do the Flame Race people want to create the Shadow Race?"

This question, Brother Cheng admitted, he couldn't answer.

In any case, they definitely had no good intentions.

Just look at how the Profound Realm Origin was forced into such a state.

"Luckily, I came here!"

"Otherwise, who knows how many new Shadow Race members would be born in the future."

At last, the source of the Shadow Race had been found.

As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand and fiercely slashed at the largest black orb.

After this strike fell, the large black orb was inevitably cleaved in half.

Immediately afterward, a sharp and piercing howl echoed from within the orb.

Countless black bubbles flew into the air, bursting instantly.

Instantly, the world changed colors, and rumbling was nonstop!

Not only was it chaotic for Jiang Cheng and Shu Baiwei's group, but those experts outside vying for the 'Water Spear' were likewise unable to maintain their footing.

The entire Secret Realm was crumbling rapidly.

Soon, the membrane containing the layer of Fire Power above also ruptured.

Massive, cloud-like groups of Shadow Race members fell heavily.

With the fragmentation and disappearance of the Secret Realm, the chaotic void emerged outside once more.

The Shadow Race exposed within was turned to ashes at an astonishing speed, like ignited dandelions.

Simultaneously, the seventh layer where the Shadow Race originally resided also started collapsing rapidly, as if losing its support.

All Shadow Race members in the seventh layer were swept into the chaotic void.

Then quickly annihilated, leaving not even a trace.

Brother Cheng realized something, it seemed the seventh layer was also artificially created.

But the turmoil didn't end here.

Above the cleaved black orb, a massive fiery humanoid illusion spread out across the sky, its claws bared.

"Who dares destroy my Dharma Artifact!"

"Damn it!"

He, like a true deity, imposed his awe across the cosmos.

Beside him, Shu Baiwei and the distant Emperor Cangxu and others felt a profound fear from the depths of their hearts.

Compared to him, those previous seven Flame Race members were utterly insignificant.

This entity was merely a form of will, without containing any Fire Power, yet already exuding an overwhelming, irresistible pressure.

Jiang Cheng looked up, unfazed, and met the illusory gaze.

"It was I."

"Die!"

With this angry shout, the illusion swung its palm downward.

In an instant, star rivers reversed, countless space rifts blocked one another.

The chaotic currents fled as though blown by a fierce wind, creating a resultant path!

Even the indomitable Gang Feng was forced to turn around, blowing back the way it came.

Both time and space went awry at that moment.

Even using Divine Soul Perception, Jiang Cheng couldn't see anyone else.

He seemed isolated in midair...

Such power completely surpassed his understanding.

The opponent achieved so much without even using the Power of Rules.

It was merely an exertion of will.

Phew!

Jiang Cheng was struck head-on.

His Immortal Soul was the first to be annihilated.

Before that, his Profound Patterns had already shattered entirely, offering no resistance.

"Ding! Host has been killed, detecting enemy power to develop a resurrection plan!"

Truthfully, this time Sect Leader Jiang was really curious about how the system would eliminate this adversary.

The opponent's power was off the charts.

Even he felt defeating them was unrealistic.

"Ding! Host resurrected!"

What happened?

No solution?

"What's going on? Has the system become ineffective?"

"Ding! Target has already perished; no solution needed, resurrection of host equals victory!"

The system's voice was consistently cold, devoid of any emotions.

This…

Brother Cheng looked around blankly, surrounded by chaotic currents.

They struck his body, making it hard to discern his direction.

Where's Shu Baiwei?

What about Emperor Cangxu and Bai Wuqi?

And the Profound Realm?

The Immortal Realm?

Meanwhile, Shu Baiwei looked despondently at the gradually stabilizing chaotic void, speechless for a while.

Not far away, Emperor Cangxu and Bai Wuqi hurried over.

"Where did Fellow Daoist Jiang go?"

"Yeah, where's Sage Jiang?"

"What just happened?"

Shu Baiwei couldn't answer them.

She didn't know what had happened either.

They soon returned to the Profound Realm smoothly, warmly welcomed by the Four Races.

Within a brief year, the Profound Realm underwent massive transformations.

The original rifts gradually vanished; with the collapse of the seventh layer, the Ruins Cave disappeared as well.

The Profound Realm eventually fully connected with the Immortal Realm.

This huge change reshaped the state of both realms entirely.

Cang Luo Demon Emperor, Great Derivation Immortal Emperor, and other immortals stranded in the Profound Realm returned to the Immortal Realm.

Upon their return, they saw a devastated Immortal Realm, ravaged by the Shadow Race.

Meanwhile, many in the Immortal Realm noticed the Profound Realm as this New World.

Exchange between the two realms became frequent and close.

Starting from mutual conflict, cooperation gradually emerged.

Because with the Shadow Race as a common enemy, the Xuan Race People possessing miniature Hearts of Rule were evidently more adept than the immortals.

Time kept advancing.

Ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, two hundred thousand years...

When time reached a million years later, the Shadow Race threat no longer seemed as daunting; many Shadows dared not appear openly.

The legendary calamity seemed to have passed just like that.

Within this period, the Immortal Realm's layout underwent dramatic changes.

The Shadow Race destroyed many factions.

And those who returned from the Profound Realm, along with some Immortal Realm factions and the Xuan Race People's integration, gradually altered many original layouts.

And on this day, above the Spirit Realm, a space rift was slowly torn open by hands.

A figure descended from the sky, landing amidst the mountains below.

After years searching in the chaotic void, Brother Cheng finally returned to the Immortal Realm.