Open up and break into another world

Wait for everyone to arrive?

Xu Ming and Wan Xueyan both looked puzzled: “Still waiting for people?”

“Of course!” Above the dome, a beam of light projected down, gradually condensing into a golden-clad bald figure. “The General's tomb was born to select suitable inheritors for the General! — Since we're selecting inheritors, we naturally have to pick and choose carefully. How could we just let any two random people be selected! Besides, the General wants more than just two inheritors!”

The golden-clad bald figure spoke quite a bit.

Xu Ming could tell that this golden-clad bald figure was not a true life form because he couldn't sense the existence of a “soul” within it.

You must know that regardless of the life form, it may not have a “physical body,” or even a “soul,” but it can never be without a “heart.”

As long as it's life, it has a “heart.”

In other words, without a “heart,” it's not life.

Moreover, Xu Ming paid even more attention to a particular word: “General?”

It seems that the owner of this Yellow Springs Tomb is no ordinary person!

At this moment, Wan Xueyan humbly asked, “May I ask who you are, senior…?”

“Senior my ass!” The golden-clad bald figure directly cursed impolitely, “You bootlicker! Can't you tell I'm not a life form at all?”

“Uh…” Wan Xueyan was stunned by the scolding — his flattery had backfired…

The golden-clad bald figure continued, “I am the World Spirit of the Yellow Springs Realm; you can call me ‘Golden Realm Master’!”

Golden Realm Master?

Xu Ming secretly scoffed—this World Spirit really knows how to find titles for himself.

On the other hand, Wan Xueyan immediately flattered him with a servile expression, “Golden Realm Master.”

“Golden Realm Master” didn't even glance at Wan Xueyan; instead, he said, “Let's get down to business! — The General is a big figure of my ‘Yellow Springs Palace’! Although the General has fallen, the selection of an inheritor cannot be taken lightly.”

“So…”

The Golden Realm Master pondered for a moment: “When we have gathered a hundred Half-Gods and a thousand Dao Lords, that will be the time to open the General's tomb!”

A hundred Half-Gods!

A thousand Dao Lords!

Xu Ming's first reaction was—does the Human Race have that many Half-Gods and Dao Lord powerhouses?

“Already sent out the news?”

Xu Ming and Wan Xueyan were both surprised.

…

Indeed, the news had already been sent out.

At this moment, throughout the Yellow Springs Realm, the Golden Realm Master's voice rumbled: “The General's tomb has emerged, seeking a fated one to inherit the General's will…”

And every sky within the Yellow Springs Realm displayed guidance towards the Yellow Springs Tomb.

The dangerous places within the Yellow Springs Desert and Yellow Springs Oasis had also temporarily vanished and concealed themselves due to the emergence of the General's tomb. The entire Yellow Springs Realm was as safe as it could be!

Even the causal isolation between the Yellow Springs Realm and the Endless Continent had been temporarily lifted.

The powerhouses within the Yellow Springs Realm discovered that they could communicate and connect with the outside Endless Continent!

Immediately, causal transmissions spread from within the Yellow Springs Realm. Soon, the powerhouses of the entire Endless Continent knew of this shocking event—the Yellow Springs Tomb had emerged once more!

…

The Demon Race.

At the very center of the Demon Race's territory stood a towering giant bamboo.

The giant bamboo was “ten thousand miles” thick and over “a million miles” tall! Even the branches on the giant bamboo were tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of miles long! — Such a vast giant bamboo was rare even in the God Domain!

Xu Ming's Willow Tree clone, although already vast, could be described as “exquisite and delicate” compared to this giant bamboo.

If one stood in the void outside the Endless Continent and looked down, they would feel that this giant bamboo was like a “little tail” growing out of the Endless Continent.

This giant bamboo was the guardian deity of the Demon Race and their greatest trump card—the Bamboo Saint!

With the Gods absent, the “Bamboo Saint” was an absolutely invincible existence on the Endless Continent!

The top of the giant bamboo was much higher than the dome of the Endless Continent!

At this moment, atop the giant bamboo, surrounded by “ten thousand mile-sized” bamboo leaves, over a dozen of the Demon Race's top powerhouses had gathered.

The Demon Race powerhouses who could gather here were similar in status to the Human Race's powerhouses who attended the “Round Table Conference”; they were the most supreme existences in their race! The weakest among them were Eighth-Order Half-Gods, the same level as Wan Xueyan; moreover, several of them were Ninth-Order Half-Gods!

The Demon Race was a large alliance composed of various demon beast clans. Among these top powerhouses, there were both flesh and blood lives from the Dragon Race, Avian Race, and other demon beasts, as well as plant life, rock life, and so on…

“The Yellow Springs Tomb has emerged; our Demon Race must not miss this opportunity!” a black flood dragon roared. Between its breaths, it occasionally spewed out blood-colored mist, appearing extremely ferocious.

It was the Dragon Race's “Demon Dragon King.” Although its title was incredibly rustic, it was a genuine Ninth-Order Half-God, standing at the very peak of the entire Endless Continent!

“Correct!” A sharply angled “rock” also spoke—this rock was also extraordinary; it was the leader of the Rock Life race and also a Ninth-Order Half-God!

“The last time the Yellow Springs Tomb emerged was countless years ago… That time, the Human Race took advantage, and the True God Jiu Yu appeared; our Demon Race nearly went extinct! Fortunately, after True God Jiu Yu disappeared, the Plant Life race produced the Bamboo Saint, leading our Demon Race back to glory!” another ferocious, strangely shaped Demon Race powerhouse said. “We must not let the Human Race take this advantage a second time!”

At this moment, the surrounding sky-covering bamboo leaves made a sound; it was the Bamboo Saint speaking: “I believe that the Demon Race, Blood Race, and other races also intend to suppress the Human Race! In that case… let's first unite with the other races and exclude the Human Race; when that time comes, the situation will be very favorable to our Demon Race!”

“I agree!”

“I agree!”

The Demon Race powerhouses all spoke in agreement.

Currently, among the various races of the Endless Continent, the Human Race and Demon Race were the most powerful, roughly evenly matched. And if the Demon Race, Blood Race, and other various alien races all banded together, their strength would be roughly equivalent to one side of the Human Race or Demon Race.

Therefore, the situation of the entire Endless Continent was maintained in a very delicate balance—roughly a three-way division of the world between the Human Race, Demon Race, and the alliance of various alien races.

None of the three parties dared to act rashly.

Because no matter which two parties fought, it would benefit the third party watching from the sidelines.

Moreover, every race had its own trump cards to protect their race; therefore, it was extremely difficult to truly destroy a race—unless a God appeared and annihilated one side with overwhelming power.

The surrounding sky-covering bamboo leaves continued to make a sound: “I will also go to this Yellow Springs Tomb!”

“Bamboo Saint, you're also going?” Even the unruly Ninth-Order Half-God Demon Dragon King was very respectful to the Bamboo Saint.

The Bamboo Saint said: “Only a clone will go!—My main body, of course, will not go; and even if I wanted to go, I couldn't!”

The Bamboo Saint's main body was as large as several million miles and was the Demon Race's main nest.

Once the main body moved, the entire Demon Race would lose its sense of security!

Moreover, this vast main body had already deeply rooted itself into the Endless Continent; even if it wanted to move, it would be very difficult!