Outside Of Time



The special nature of the Heavenly Fire Sea in the eastern part of the Moon Worship Region and the hot environment made it so that not many races could survive here.

Among the races that lived here, the Mirror Image Race and the Heavenly Mask Race were the main races.

The heavenly fire crystals from the Heavenly Fire Sea were one of the many commonly needed offerings designated by the Red Moon Shrine. Hence, they were often plundered by other races.

In order to resist external enemies, the two races had no choice but to join forces and form an alliance.

They even established this holy city.

This city had lasted for a thousand years and had experienced the heavenly fire crossing the sky time and time again, protecting countless members of the two races.

Although it faced destruction in the middle, it was rebuilt in the end. Hence, in the hearts of the two races, this city had a profound meaning.

They believed that this city that had witnessed the history of their two races would continue to witness their future.

However, to the inferior races in the Heavenly Fire Sea Region, this was a city of despair. Regardless of whether it was the human race or the other hunted races, in their hearts, this place was filled with death and evil.

In fact, the number of other races who died here was even more than the tributes offered to the Red Moon Shrine.

All of this was because of the cruelty that existed in the bones of the two races.

Living in the hopeless Moon Worship Region, they liked to see the despaired expressions of people who were already in despair.

It was as though only this could make them feel superior and find the joy of life.

At that moment, although the city was filled with laughter, under the laughter, there were cries and wails.

The sounds of whipping, berating, and torture echoed from every corner of the city.

The entire city was filled with blood. Countless bones were piled up outside every house.

The humans weren't the only ones who became food.

Because they already had enough tributes to offer this time, the excess prey became food and toys.

These inferior races could be bought by the members of the two races at will. They lived a life worse than death and endured endless pain while cursing that their deaths could exchange for the destruction of the two races.

And this day, as the rumbling sounds echoed in the sky, it arrived.

At that moment, in this cruel city, the members of the two races who were cheering stopped laughing and looked at the distant sky in surprise.

A huge sandstorm that spread for 50 kilometers was approaching them like a giant shadow.

It blotted out the sky and enveloped the sky with an astonishing aura.

Not only was the range huge, but there were also countless bolts of lightning swimming inside. The sound of thunder spread in all directions, and the ground was also affected, stirring up more sandstorms that continued to circle in all directions.

The dim sky also became distorted and blurry. Thick anomalous substances filled the surroundings with that place as the source.

It was a shocking sight.

One could even vaguely see a huge figure inside.

This figure wore a black robe and was moving over with the storm. It was like an emissary of death had heard the curse of all living beings and descended to the human world.

This scene gradually attracted the attention of even more cultivators from the two races. Very soon, the entire city fell silent.

As for the state preceptor of the Mirror Image Race, who was refining Duanmu Zang on the plaza, he also lifted his head. When he looked at the sky, a terrifying divine consciousness fluctuation rose from his body.

Heavenly lightning rumbled in the sky as an illusory figure the same size as the black-robed old woman in the sandstorm stood above the city.

"Halt!"

A cold voice rang out from his mouth, causing endless thunder to blast in the surroundings.

At the same time, numerous divine consciousnesses spread out from the holy city and locked onto this storm.

Among these divine consciousnesses, there were three fluctuations that were as powerful as the state preceptor. They also transformed into astonishing figures and coldly stared at the sandstorm.

These four figures emitted fluctuations that belonged to the Spirit Repository. Although their Heavenly Dao hadn't been born yet, the pressure of the Dao Nurturing stage was also extremely powerful.

Duanmu Zang, who was on the verge of death on the plaza, looked at the sky amidst the pain in his body and mind.

He saw the vast sandstorm and the huge figure inside. Vaguely, there seemed to be a figure standing on the figure's head.

This figure didn't look like a human but a member of the Black Heaven Race!

It had gray skin, a large head, and a head full of sharp spikes.

At this moment, the majestic sandstorm slowly approached the holy city. Finally, under the pressure from the two races in the holy city, it stopped five kilometers away from the holy city.

The five-kilometer gap couldn't isolate the rumbling from the sandstorm or stop the spread of the Poison Restriction.

Hence, patches of thin fog drifted above the holy city like a haze that covered the moon, causing the holy city's protective array to emit sizzling sounds as it was corroding.

There was also a deafening sound that exploded in the surroundings.

"Pretending to be mysterious!"

Above the holy city, the state preceptor of the Mirror Image Race spoke in a deep voice and waved his right hand.

Immediately, the fog that filled the surroundings of the holy city rolled back. However, it didn't completely dissipate. Instead, after it spread out, it gathered again.

This scene caused the heart of the Mirror Image Race's state preceptor to sink. He frowned slightly and looked five kilometers away.

At that moment, from the sandstorm formed by the fog of the Poison Restriction five kilometers away, the old woman slowly walked out, revealing Xu Qing, who was standing on her head.

Xu Qing was expressionless as he coldly looked at the bird's nest-like holy city of the two races in front of him. He then transmitted his divine sense to D132 in his body.

"Are you really not eating?"

"I'm not eating, I'm not eating, I'm not eating. These are all f*cking offerings to the Crimson Goddess. I don't dare to eat them. Moreover, they all contain a curse. They're filled with rancid taste and rotten meat. Would you eat them?"