Chapter 2877 - 580:

Energy fluctuations rampaged, forming a gigantic storm vortex that tore everything around into shreds.

The Thunder Pillar was like a colossal violet longsword piercing the firmament; the thunderclaps were deafening, lightning rampaged along the blade like a roaring dragon-serpent, violently stabbing into the Flame Cultivator’s body!

In an instant, the Flame Cultivator’s figure was blasted backward, flying away.

The Thunderbolt Monk immediately gave chase, and as he pursued he shouted loudly, "Hand over your Heaven and Earth Ring, and I’ll spare your life."

"Hand over the Heaven and Earth Ring?" The Flame Cultivator’s face showed a mocking smile. As he coughed blood, he shouted, "You simply covet the Peace Command in my hand.

If I hand you the Peace Command, once night descends and I cannot enter Peace City, I’ll die all the same.

You want the Peace Command, do you? These are my Peace Commands—go ahead and take them."

As the Flame Cultivator spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand, took out ten tokens, and flung them toward one direction. Then he himself shot off, rushing in the opposite direction.

Cao Zhen’s brows furrowed. Peace Command—what is that?

Without a Peace Command one will die?

If so, shouldn’t he snatch some Peace Commands for himself?

Just as he was about to move, suddenly a figure burst out. This figure looked almost the same as the Human Clan, yet had a pair of enormous wings sprouting from its back.

Kong Clan!

Cao Zhen instantly recognized the other party’s race.

This Kong clansman happened to appear right where those Peace Commands had flown. With a wave of his palm, a powerful suction spread out, and all those Peace Commands fell into his hand.

The Thunderbolt Monk saw that he was just about to obtain the Peace Commands, yet they were taken by another Cultivator. The veins on his forehead bulged violently as he roared, "Courting death! Leave the Peace Commands behind!"

He bellowed as he charged toward the Kong Clan cultivator.

But the Kong clansman didn’t even spare him a glance, and instead flew off in another direction.

Moreover, the Kong Clan cultivator was clearly faster than he was.

Obviously, this Kong clansman had been lurking in the dark all along, waiting for a chance to seize the spoils.

And when this Kong clansman saw the Peace Commands, he didn’t hesitate in the slightest and went straight to snatch them; clearly, these Peace Commands were incomparably important.

"Earlier they said that without a Peace Command, one will die. I don’t have a Peace Command on me either, so does that mean I..."

Cao Zhen had just started to move, intending to chase after these two cultivators, when suddenly, in front of the Kong Clan cultivator, a blade radiance slashed down. That single stroke fell like the Milky Way dropping from the heavens; in a flash, Heaven and Earth changed color.

The blade light was dazzling, shining like a river of stars, its might surging like a torrential river, crashing forward in overwhelming waves.

The Void seemed unable to bear its power, emitting a massive rumbling noise as the air was torn apart, forming invisible ripples that spread outward.

The force of that blade was irresistible, as if splitting open the sky and rending the world.

The Kong Clan cultivator saw that descending stroke, and his advancing figure abruptly halted; he changed direction, intending to fly off elsewhere.

However, the next instant, a streak of light shot toward him.

A gigantic fishing net dropped down. The moment that net descended, this entire section of the world seemed to freeze for an instant.

The Kong Clan cultivator was instantly trapped within that fishing net.

In the distance, Cao Zhen’s gaze sharpened—Power of Time, and moreover, Power of Time Reincarnation.

Along with the other end of the fishing net, a figure appeared.

A Sky-eyed Clan Cultivator!

Cao Zhen’s eyes widened. Previously in the Skyeye Clan, not counting the time that didn’t fall within Cang Hai Sang Tian, he had stayed for nearly two thousand years. He had participated in the inheritance gatherings again and again, and had seen many Skyeye Clan cultivators.

Among the Skyeye Clan cultivators who wielded the Power of Time, aside from those of their Indistinct Sect and the Reincarnation Palace lineage, there were no others.

Could this person before him be a cultivator of the Reincarnation Palace?

Yet in the Reincarnation Palace, there seemed to be no existence surpassing the Golden Immortal Realm.

Even the old Palace Master who founded the Reincarnation Palace had entered the Primeval Realm ruins, not this place.

Then who is this?

And that blade-wielding cultivator.

Cao Zhen looked over, and beside the Sky-eyed Clan Cultivator stood a gigantic mantis?

Its overall body was shaped like a Human, yet it possessed a pair of enormous sickle-like arms, gleaming with a cold light, like sharp blades from the depths of the abyss.

That earlier blade stroke had been cleaved by it.

This clearly wasn’t from the Beast Clan; moreover, the aura this mantis emitted was different from that of the Beastman Clan as well.

He had no idea what race it was.

And this Human-Mantis Tribe and the newly appearing Sky Clan were alike, all possessing the cultivation base of a Taichi Golden Immortal.

Now, every Cultivator appearing here was a Taichi Golden Immortal, so this place was likely where cultivators at or above the Golden Immortal Realm gathered.

He just didn’t know whether any Daluo Golden Immortals were present among them.

Moreover, this world felt extremely chaotic.

Originally it had been a battle between a Thunderbolt Monk and a Flame Cultivator, yet after the Flame Cultivator was defeated and fled, in the blink of an eye three more cultivators of different races appeared.

So now, aside from him, five cultivators had appeared here, and all five were from different races.

After the Kong Clan cultivator was captured, he struggled madly, surges of immortal qi raging as he tried to break free.

Yet under his struggles, the net trapping him only shrank tighter and tighter.

The Sky-eyed Clan Cultivator continuously channeled immortal qi into the net as he shouted, "Stop struggling—you can’t get out. How about this: take out your Heaven and Earth Ring, and I’ll let you go, how does that sound?