Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents - Chapter 446
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Chapter 446: Chapter 271 Genius War Begins_l
Translator: 549690339
The sky was high and the earth was vast.
Yet this space was riddled with countless holes, seemingly on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Jiang Ming had returned to his normal size, standing silently in front of Wang Qiutong.
Holy Heart stood by his side.
“Is Liuying really dead?”
“Really dead!”
“Is Qiutong okay now?”
“She’s fine.”
The two conversed with questions and answers.
Despite her utmost trust in Jiang Ming, Holy Heart still found it hard to believe that he had defeated the master of the Divine Tomb and rescued Wang Qiutong in such a short time.
It seemed as unreal as a fanciful tale.
“Brother Jiang, you indeed excel at creating miracles,” Holy Heart remarked with a sigh. “I’ve noticed that whatever you touch turns peril into safety.
She remembered how, when slain by the supreme-ruler of Lost in the Lost Land, they were supposed to die but ended up being teleported to Deathland.
And here, where a turnaround seemed impossible for anyone, the issue had been perfectly resolved.
At that moment, Wang Qiutong opened her eyes, releasing two beams of Divine Light, vibrant and lively with an aura as deep as the abyss, immeasurable. The natural aura that emanated from her involuntarily made Holy Heart, who had just stepped into the Eleventh Realm, take a step back.
“All good?” Jiang Ming asked with a smile.
“All good!” Wang Qiutong nodded, “I’ve perfectly accepted everything, look…”
She gestured with her hand, and various great artifacts flew over – a supreme sword, a long blade, a Stone Stele, etc., revolving around her, substantially escalating her imposing aura.
In terms of might, she was in no way inferior to those in the Twelfth Realm. “Qiutong, congratulations!” After the shock, Holy Heart hastily offered her congratulations.
“Without you, I would have been buried here!” Wang Qiutong looked at them, her eyes narrowing into crescents, her expression somewhat peculiar.
She also pointed to the magical artifacts around her and the four paths, “Everything here belongs to me now, Brother Jiang, Holy Heart, is there anything you need? Don’t be shy.”
With a wave of her hand, many rule stones, Spiritual Medicines, Origin Crystals, etc., flew over from the void, surrounding them, colorful and dazzling.
Holy Heart’s radiant eyes sparkled ceaselessly.
“Have you really accepted it all?” Jiang Ming asked, slightly surprised.
“Really!” Wang Qiutong smiled, “And this Divine Tomb, originally a palace-style artifact of peak twelfth-grade, I can now expel all the beings that enter here with just a thought.”
She also learned that the Divine Tomb was originally opened by Liuying to lure people in, aiming to select a target to replace.
“Then expel them all, so we can hurry back and prepare for the Genius War!” said Jiang Ming.
“Okay!” Wang Qiutong closed her eyes slightly, and supreme-ruler Power drifted from her body, merging into the Void. In just a moment, the environment changed around them, and they had exited the Divine Tomb and were inside the Cosmic
Fog.
At this moment, there was no sign of the Divine Tomb, only surging mists roaring and tumbling, clearly the result of the tomb’s disappearance.
In Wang Qiutong’s hands, a palace was being supported, the original form of the Divine Tomb.
“Let’s go!”
Jiang Ming glanced over, grabbed the two of them, and sped away. He also noticed that many of the powerful emitted shouts of astonishment in the distance.
Clearly, the disappearance of the Divine Tomb had caused them immense shock.
Following his senses, it wasn’t long before they passed through the Mist and reentered the Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes.
After several instances of instant teleportation, they landed on a mountaintop.
-Holy Heart, we’re heading back to Sky Martial City, what are your plans?” Jiang Ming inquired.
“I’ll go back to my clan and make the final preparations,” Holy Heart responded, looking at him. “Brother Jiang, are you really going?”
“Really!”
“That’s good, then, see you at the Genius War and not a moment sooner! As his voice faded, the Holy Heart unfolded its wings and turned into a beam of white light, disappearing into the distance.
“Let’s go too!” This time, there was no instant teleportation.
With their feet treading the air, the two flew toward Sky Martial City, with Jiang Ming recounting to Wang Qiutong the events that had transpired in the meantime.
The death of Liu Ruyan, the demise of Yan Jiu.
And the Clan Battle.
As well as how he slayed Tang San Chui.
“So many things happened!”
Wang Qiutong sighed softly.
The death of her classmates greatly saddened her.
The betrayal of Tang San Chui was beyond her belief.
It was normal for classmates to compete, but to be judged by the clan for such reasons, she couldn’t understand.
“The past has ultimately passed; let’s look to the future!
That day, they returned to Sky Martial City, immediately causing a sensation.
Shi Lei, Fang Qinghan, and others all came out from secluded cultivation, gathering together-aside from the three who had died, the remaining seventeen were all present.
“Qiutong, you actually went through so many perilous and bizarre events, and in the end, you were nearly replaced!” Luo Qingchen was utterly shocked upon hearing Wang Qiutong’s story.
The others weren’t much better off.
“Sister Qiutong is already defying heaven; now that she’s accepted the wealth of an unparalleled sage, won’t she become even more abnormal in the future?” Bai Bing said, “I’m envious!”
“If it were you, you probably wouldn’t have been able to return.” Ji Yunning laughed.
-Growing to the Eleventh Realm, facing the pursuit of the Twelfth Realm, and yet remaining unscathed, such ability is defying the heavens. And having experienced the events of the Divine Tomb, I fear that among us, aside from Brother Jiang, no one can compare,” Ran Xin sighed and then looked toward Shi Lei, “Are you okay now?”
“Why do I feel like you’re mocking me?” Shi Lei couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Though he was extraordinary, he was now only at the peak of the Tenth Realm. Thinking of taking another step forward seemed almost impossible in the short term.
“The most abnormal is still Brother Jiang,” Shi Lei said complexly, “Who could have thought that Brother Jiang would go out and slay several beings of the Twelfth Realm upon his departure? Those are beings of the Divine Realm, the so-called Twelfth Realm, and he killed a number of them. My goodness, my scalp is still tingling, and I can’t believe it.”
-Brother Jiang, are we really from the same batch?” Ye Bai scratched his head, “I am a Sage Body, a Sage Body, yet I’ve been left so far behind. Being overtaken by Brother Jiang is one thing, but now I’ve been thoroughly surpassed by Wang Qiutong as well.”
-Don’t make comparisons,” Ren Tianxing said gently with a smile, “Just do your best, step by step, moving forward. Look at Liuying, how defying she was, stepping half into the Twelfth Realm, dominating the world, pressing down the cosmos, but what was the outcome? Still, a soul shattered, a specter dispersed. Quick growth, unparalleled geniuses, doesn’t necessarily mean better than us. Seize the present, cultivate discreetly, advance step by step; as long as you don’t stop, sooner or later you’ll ascend to the Throne at the Peak of the Universe.”
“Who can compare with your mindset!” Ye Bai said irritably. Laughing and talking, the group discussed the past and the future. In the end, Wang Qiutong brought out many great weapons, mcluding more than twenty Divine Weapons of the twelfth grade and over a hundred of the eleventh grade.
At her strong insistence, they distributed the treasures among themselves and then each went their separate ways, making their preparations.
Jiang Ming also returned to his own residence, with Ran Xin following quietly.
“Missed me?”
“I didn’t miss you, I just missed my little treasure!”
Jiang Ming:…
After a long while, Ran Xin left.
Then Luo Qingchen came.
Sigh, why is it so hard to cultivate in peace!
Jiang Ming sighed.
As time flowed, the day arrived when the Genius War began.
The Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes was boiling over..