Chapter 1069 - 976: The Power of Eternity Represses a Shadow
Six strokes fell, and the sketch was barely complete.
Yet, the entire True Ancestor World had already changed drastically because of the emergence of this painting.
The Grey Mist Sea’s Space-Time Palace Master and others, their complexions shifting dramatically, stared agape, perceiving the changes between heaven and earth. They were as if they had seen a ghost.
How could this be…
Ascension, the transformation of land… These were celestial phenomena that only appeared in legends.
In the end, they even witnessed miracles, such as the collapsing earth healing and the reanimation of dead marine life. What kind of phenomena were these? They had never even heard these names before.
“True Ancestor… what, exactly, is going on?”
In the Temporal Hall Master’s words, there was a trembling. He felt that the changes they were now facing had utterly surpassed the expectations of the True Ancestor World…
The True Ancestor himself was even more tense, watching the Pale Scroll ahead, sweating profusely, murmuring dreamily,
“Back then, when Ten Honored and Two Vicious Ones wreaked havoc in the Grey Mist Sea, True Ancestor level beings, all silenced, dared not descend and manifest… all because of, this scroll!”
Horror filled his face as he said,
“For, upon that scroll, dwells the forbidden portrait of an unspeakable entity… any True Ancestor or higher, who dares to appear, would be completely annihilated.”
“Just his portrait alone is enough to silence the entire Grey Mist Sea…”
“Later, the portrait within the scroll vanished… implying that the unspeakable entity had died out, the cause and effect no longer existent, everything related to him, erased.”
“But now, on this Pale Scroll… how could his visage be redrawn?!”
The True Ancestor’s words were nearly out of control, laden with intense fear and dread!
He felt as if he had uncovered some inconceivable ancient secret, having touched the wheels of history that roll past…
No…
If on the Pale Scroll, that person’s portrait could truly reappear…
If that unspeakable entity truly returned…
Then the entire Grey Mist Sea, all True Ancestors, and even that Supreme existence…
Might all be doomed!
This time, it wasn’t the True Ancestor World facing calamity, but the true disaster impending…
It was for the Grey Mist Sea!
Upon hearing this, Lu Ba, Hou Wanshan, and other dominators were even more shocked in complexion.
To think there was such a secret…
A single scroll, deterring the entire Grey Mist Sea, making True Ancestor level beings afraid to show themselves…
“No, wrong… that being has already completely fallen!”
But at this time, the True Ancestor suddenly remembered something, exclaiming,
“The Supreme powerhouse who annihilated the Ten Honored and Two Vicious Ones personally confirmed the demise of the entity in the painting…”
“What you have depicted is only his shadow!”
“He is dead!”
The True Ancestor suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with severe murderous intent, shouting,
“This era belongs to our Grey Mist Sea, are you trying to awaken his ghost with the scroll? No! You all should die… all should die!”
He suddenly rose, stepped forward, and the Ten Thousand Layers of Misty Path stretched out from under his feet, his Divine Skills enveloping the entire sky. With a roar, his true form emerged!
It was a… Time-Space Worm!
The Time-Space Worm Clan, masters of space-time mastery.
During the great battle between Ghost Domain and the Mortal World, an offspring of a Time-Space Worm could even summon warriors from the waters of time.
Now, a True Ancestor Level Time-Space Worm was fully roused.
He exhausted his entire strength, unleashing infinite Primordial Force, bellowing,
“I will harness the Power of the Misty Sea of Ten Thousand Ages, to completely Repress this scroll!”
“He is already dead, even if it’s just his shadow, it cannot reappear, it should stay in the darkness!”
The Origin of the Grey Mist was aflame.
At that moment, in Fogbreak City, on Powu Continent, and even across the entire expanse of the True Ancestor World’s skies, suddenly appeared a terrifying spectacle.
It was countless Grey Mist Seas layered upon each other!
The grey world, boundless and vast, infinite and immense, within each layer of the world, were endless mighty beings, with sky-reaching Misty Great Paths.
The Time-Space Worm Ancestor… it had awakened the most pinnacle Grey Mist Sea from every epoch in the river of history!
In the endless span of the ages, in the vast Grey Mist Sea, how many ultimate golden ages would emerge?
In those golden eras, how many fearsome warriors would defy the heavens, dazzling an epoch?
Beyond count, like grains of sand in the Ganges!
Now revealed were tens of thousands of layers of Grey Mist Sea worlds.
There was the Grey Mist Sea from the Immortal Ancient Era, newly shrouding that ocean, with terrifying true beasts tearing through the heavens.
And from Grey Mist Seas millions of years prior, where monstrous Qi Cultivators grasped the stars and moon, draining the Milky Way dry!
…
Every era’s strongest Grey Mist Sea was on display!
In those worlds of the Grey Mist Sea, streaks of light darted through, the strongest beings of their times shining like comets, each streak of light possessing its own heroic epic.
“River of Time, the endless Grey Mist Sea appears, the power of all worlds, to suppress a phantom downstream of time, a painting…”
The words of the Time-Space Worm Ancestor reached every layer of the world.
At once, in that endless expanse of the Grey Mist Sea world, a majestic sound arose:
“The Pale Scroll must not awaken, the departed apparitions must not return!”
“The Pale Scroll must not awaken, the departed apparitions must not return!”
“Suppress it!”
In an instant, tens of thousands of layers of the Grey Mist Sea world ferociously pressed down.
…
This was the echo of every pinnacle era in the Grey Mist Sea, possessing the power of an entire age, determined to crush the Pale Scroll!
For the world too has a spirit, even the shadows of worlds in the River of Time had sensed the threat the Pale Scroll posed to the Grey Mist Sea.
The power of the Grey Mist Sea of Ten Thousand Ages could destroy heaven and earth in but a moment!
…
At this moment, even on the other side of Heavenly Abyss, in the Grey Mist Sea world, myriad creatures felt it.
“What’s happening? I feel as if the source of the world has been disturbed!”
“The entire Grey Mist Sea world, there’s some unfathomable force circulating, incomprehensible, profoundly mysterious to the utmost!”
“Could it be because of the True Ancestor World?”
Before Heavenly Abyss, the strong beings from the Negative Chess Luo Turtle Clan and others were all shocked.
At this moment.
At the edge of the Grey Mist Sea.
In a world of illusion.
A gleaming flame floated in this world.
At this moment, however, many ancient giants were suddenly awakened.
“My shadow in the river of time has been awakened… Someone has utilized the time-space that I reside in.”
A fearsome power whispered low, the might of the True Ancestors manifesting.
“I sense it too… The Time-Space Worm Clan’s Ancestor, they too have reached out to the time-space I am in.”
“I… I feel the time-space where I once stood aloft at the peak is stirring as if suppressing something!”
“It’s not just one or two layers of time-space that have been disturbed… I have lived seventeen lifetimes, and all seventeen have been requisitioned!”
Suddenly, this mysterious and illusory domain was thrown into great shock.
“Wait, the power of ten thousand ages coming down to suppress… That White Mist World won’t possibly withstand it!”
A strong being’s eyes flickered, seeming to penetrate the causality itself.
…
True Ancestor World.
Wan Ling kneeled to the ground.
Common folk trembled and lay prostrate.
The pressure was too terrifying, for they faced the force of tens of thousands of layers of the Grey Mist World directly!
The Power of the Misty Sea of Ten Thousand Ages rose in its entirety, all in order to suppress the image upon the Pale Scroll.
In the eyes of the Time-Space Worm Ancestor, it was merely a phantom downstream of time.
The actual existence was surely dead, no mistake about it.
But, even if it was just a phantom, it absolutely could not be allowed to manifest, for such a being was too dreadful, a mere phantom could potentially disrupt the course of history.
Therefore, at all costs,
Direct Repression!
Under the world-spanning power of the Ten Thousand Layers of the Grey Mist Sea pressing down, at this moment, the sky of the True Ancestor World was nearly collapsing.
Space disintegrated.
The endless cosmic ocean grew dim, stars dulled.
Countless cosmic dust exploded.
Even black holes were distorted, unable to exist!
It was suffocating to the extreme!
But, at the side of the Pale Scroll.
The Painting Venerable had now fully awakened at this moment.
She looked at the outlines on the Pale Scroll, her beautiful eyes fully roused with glistening tears, smiling as beautifully as pear blossoms.
Faced with the suppression of ten thousand great worlds, she merely picked up her paintbrush.
“I remember you.”
“You once imparted to me the Art of Painting, once promised that I could leave your image in a painting…”
She spoke softly, then her paintbrush danced over the Pale Scroll.