The Man's Decree

At the break of dawn, Jared suddenly realized that something was amiss.

Before them, a terrifying crevice appeared, as if someone had cleaved the very fabric of the universe with a single sword stroke.

On one side of the massive crevice, the howling cold wind whipped around, navigating through every nook and cranny. Countless fragments of space twisted and turned, as though they were ready to reap everything in their path.

The space before everyone’s eyes was distorted, resembling a chaotic void, making it impossible to see anything clearly within it.

A sense of danger permeated the surroundings. Everyone felt their hair stand on end, their hearts filled with tension.

The oppressive feeling that the chaos dimension brought them was simply too intense.

It seemed that when the Ethereal Realm was created by the powerful, they had intentionally made the borders terrifying to prevent anyone from accidentally crossing them.

“Mr. Chance, look over there, quick!”

Bianca suddenly pointed across the vast

snowy landscape across from them, there was a dense cluster

appeared to be, at the

stones. All we need to do is cross

to the other side, they could still easily

the most perilous thing was the distorted,

wasn’t careful and got sucked in, it would be the end

up, “Don’t cross over. You won’t be able to. I made this crevice with my sword. I recall some memories of fighting here. Perhaps

Demon Lord was slain here, indicating

from Vermilion Demon Lord. After all, he

you? Do you know if there’s any

some polar stones mine. Polar stones, to me, are no different from

Lord’s words indeed held

for those who practiced frost techniques. To the immortals and demon lords, they were as worthless

crevice isn’t

stone and you’ll see,”

up a stone and then hurled it with all his might toward