Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1066: The Looming Chaos

Chapter 1066: The Looming Chaos

At the time, Amalia hadn’t grasped the scale of the collection, but later, she learned it was a mountain of books—literally.

Suddenly, Vryss’laar’s expression darkened. "They’re out. They didn’t find the artifact, and now they’re preparing to break through the formation to locate you and seize the treasures. They’ve decided to join forces together."

"Then let’s eliminate them together," Kenny Lin said while gripping the weapon in his hand.

A trace of killing intent flickered in his gaze.

"I can’t hold on much longer—at most, I can hold it half an hour," Vryss’laar said with a bitter tone.

He had initially believed he could sustain the formation for several days, at least until the Young Master came out from the seclusion.

Yet, in less than half a day, he was already on the verge of collapse.

"Vryss’laar, hang in there. I’ll replace you immediately," Zhar’khaen responded without hesitation.

"There’s no need. Even if you replace me, I won’t have the strength to fight afterward. It’s better to preserve a combatant," Vryss’laar firmly replied.

From the beginning, he had no intention of switching out.

"Leave anyone below the Body Integration Stage to us," Amalia’s voice rang out decisively.

"That’s not acceptable!" Gor’kan was the first to protest.

As someone at the Body Integration Stage, he could at least hold his ground against the invaders, even if he couldn’t kill them outright.

"What we need now is efficiency. If I’m not mistaken, many more people are heading toward this forbidden ground as we speak. We don’t have much time left," Amalia said firmly.

She had Kenny Lin use the Sky Viewing Mirror for a clearer view.

Among the shadows of the trees, countless figures raced toward their location.

The powerful aura of the incoming cultivators startled the nearby demonic beasts, causing them to flee in panic.

"There aren’t any Green Lotus Sect cultivators among them. Did Cai Jianjun not receive your paper crane?" Kenny Lin asked, noticing the lack of familiar faces.

Amalia observed for a moment before shaking her head. "No, that’s unlikely. I suspect something unusual is happening on their end—perhaps a devil attack on the city."

If the devils launched an assault, the city guardians wouldn’t be able to leave.

Otherwise, the devils might break through the city walls and invade the Mystic Void Continent, plunging it into another era of darkness like the one they had endured in the past.

"It seems the devils were well-prepared, and we’re not safe here either," Amalia said, her brow furrowing deeply.

Her thoughts extended further.

Even if they managed to eliminate everyone here, they would still face ambushes outside.

Moreover, their enemies might not be limited to Body Integration Stage cultivators or King level Devils.

"Vryss’laar, is there a way to seal the forbidden ground again?" Amalia immediately contacted Vryss’laar.

Vryss’laar hesitated. "There is, but it’s extremely dangerous."

"Then explain it," Amalia demanded.

Vryss’laar took a deep breath. "The only way to reseal the forbidden ground now is to hurl it into a spatial rift, letting it enter the chaotic turbulence of time and space."

"The turbulence of time and space?" Amalia’s mind flashed back to when she and Kenny Lin had arrived here.

At that time, they had also ventured into a spatial rift, where the dangers had been nearly insurmountable.

"Can the forbidden ground withstand the impact of the spatial rift?" Kenny Lin asked calmly.

"Of course, it can," Vryss’laar responded without hesitation. "You may not know this, but this forbidden ground is actually an ancient artifact. It was a naturally born spiritual artifact called the Regnum Tellus. Otherwise, even the Beast God wouldn’t have dared to place the forbidden ground within a spatial rift. However..."

"However, what?" Amalia and Kenny Lin pressed.

"The Regnum Tellus has been in the spatial rift for countless years. The reason it was so easily breached this time isn’t because of that Shub-Niggurath. It’s actually due to the Regnum Tellus’s continuous depletion over countless years, leading to its vulnerability."

Speaking of the Regnum Tellus, Vryss’laar’s tone carried a hint of pride—it was, after all, a supreme artifact.

"All spiritual treasures born of heaven and earth are supreme artifacts."

"So, even though the Regnum Tellus is a supreme artifact, it doesn’t guarantee we’d safely reach another location after entering the spatial rift, does it?" Amalia asked.

Vryss’laar hesitated briefly. "If it’s a short distance, it should be able to hold on."

"I don’t recommend throwing the forbidden ground into another spatial rift. It’s a very risky move, and we haven’t reached the point where it’s absolutely necessary," Gor’kan’s voice resonated among the group.

"I understand. This is a last-resort option. We’re not at the breaking point yet," Amalia nodded.

She had initially believed that the Nine Heaven Pixiu’s forbidden ground could withstand re-entry into a spatial rift, making the proposal viable.

"Let’s deal with the people inside the formation first, then consider the situation outside," Kenny Lin said, his sword gleaming with a cold light, exuding killing intent.

"Alright. Vryss’laar, you don’t need to intervene next. Just monitor the situation outside the forbidden ground and alert us of any abnormalities," Amalia instructed.

"Understood." After replying, Vryss’laar coughed up another mouthful of blood.

This time, the amount was significant.

As the formation absorbed his blood, its previously wobbly structure stabilized quickly.

His face turned as pale as a sheet of paper.

The others sensed the renewed stability of the formation and guessed Vryss’laar must have sacrificed more blood, strengthening their resolve to end the fight swiftly.

Using the Sky Viewing Mirror, Amalia and Kenny Lin identified the presence of a group of devils.

Two King level devils were leading over a dozen subordinates, and the beast puppets in their way had been slashed to pieces.

"Azrakar is still nowhere to be seen. I suspect something might have happened to him," Esmus remarked, flying into the void and punching the air, causing a ripple to form.

"I’d rather he’s dead," Nehun said coldly.

If Azrakar were dead, the one supporting him would sense it immediately and come here.