Suddenly, Godmaster waved his sleeve, causing a bag of holding to fly out toward Meng Hao. Inside that bag of holding was the 300,000,000 Immortal jades he had won from the Demonic Cultivator Horde!
It was at this point that one of the two Patriarchs from the Demonic Cultivator Horde spoke:
“All of you, take heed. While you are in the Windswept Realm, forget about past matters. The most important thing is to work as a team!”
After the words echoed out, Godmaster spoke into Meng Hao’s mind.
“After you get to the Windswept Realm, it’s up to you whether or not to kill the Demonic cultivators. Don’t think that the things you have experienced recently are unique to the Ninth Sea. All of the other members of the Echelon from the other Seas have experienced similar dangers!”
Similar provocative words were spoken into the ears of the Demonic cultivators.
Rumbling could be heard as Meng Hao suddenly shot up into the air. He was followed by Fan Dong’er and Bei Yu, plus the three ordinary cultivators and the three Demonic cultivators. In total, nine streaks of colorful light shot up into the rift in the starry sky.
As they neared, a powerful gravitational force appeared, which grabbed ahold of them and pulled them into the pitch black of the rift.
Streaks of light could also be seen above the Eighth Sea, the Seventh Sea… all the way to the First Sea. In each and every case, there were nine people, no more, no less.
The only exception was in the Third Sea, where the young woman Xue’er joined the group, bringing their numbers to a total of ten.
All in all, 82 cultivators shot into the rift.
Of that entire group, Meng Hao was the first to enter!
In this instance, it was the Ninth Sea which had opened the Windswept Realm, and Meng Hao was the most qualified from that location. As such, he was the first cultivator to enter the Windswept Realm.
He was in the lead, surrounded by boundless darkness. However, a wind could be felt, a wind which grew stronger and stronger. Eventually, it was like a windstorm which swept about in all directions.
Within that windstorm, Meng Hao could see countless corpses and ruins. It looked like the remains of a battlefield, from which he could sense how terrifying the war had been which destroyed all these things.
It was even more shocking than the Ruins of Immortality!
Suddenly, an enormous gravitational force appeared within the windstorm, grabbing Meng Hao, Fan Dong’er and the others, and pulling them forward.
Up ahead was a rift that bore a strong semblance to a spell formation. It was filled with an ancient aura, making it impossible to determine how long the spell formation had stood there, surrounded by the wreckage of war.
There was no time to examine his surroundings. Despite having seen the glow of magical treasures in the surrounding ruins, Meng Hao didn’t have a chance to grab any of them. He and the others from the Ninth Sea shot toward the spell formation rift, and were instantly sucked in.
In that moment, they were suddenly swept across the void and into a strange world.
Before any of them could even see clearly, Meng Hao heard trembling, awe-struck voices echoing out around him.
“We respectfully welcome all Exalted Immortals!”