Jared chance novel Chapter 6362

Jared and Gwendolyn entered the void rift.

The moment they were inside, the sensation hit like being thrown into a gigantic millstone.

There was endless darkness on every side, and in their ears, the deafening roar of a spatial storm.

Terrifying force of Space Law crushed in from every direction, as if it meant to grind a person into dust.

Chaotic force coursed over Jared's body, and a layer of violet radiance sealed him off from the force of Space Law outside.

Gwendolyn's icy divine radiance rolled over her skin too, freezing every shard from the void that drifted too close into ice crystals before shattering them apart with a light tremor.

"We're almost there," Jared said, his voice spreading through the dark.

Ahead of them, a white point of light appeared.

It swelled fast. Brighter and bigger, until it opened into a massive exit.

The two of them shot out of the void rift and landed on a stretch of unfamiliar ground.

Jared steadied himself and looked around.

This place was completely different from the Fifteenth Firmament.

The sky was a washed-out gray-white, and two moons hung high above—one silver-white, the other a dark red.

Their light fell together over the land, staining everything in a strange silver-red glow.

The world's spiritual essence in the air was at least ten times richer than in the Fifteenth Firmament, and it felt purer too, denser somehow.

But at the same time, an invisible pressure came in from every direction, like a formless hand settling down on his shoulders.

The burden of the higher law.

The laws of the realm in the Sixteenth Firmament were far harsher than in the Fifteenth Firmament. Any cultivator below the fourth tier of the True Immortal Realm would be suppressed so badly here they could barely move.

Jared was at the peak of True Immortal Realm Level Two now. Even with his chaotic force canceling most of that suppression, the weight of it still sat on him.

Even Gwendolyn's face had gone a little pale.

She was at True Immortal Realm Level Seven now, so the suppression on her was much lighter than what Jared faced, but the storm inside the void rift had still burned through a good deal of her spiritual power.

"So this is the Sixteenth Firmament," Gwendolyn said softly, her gaze moving across the distance. "It's more barren than I expected."

Underfoot was an ice plain.

The gray-white ice stretched all the way to the horizon, and not a single blade of grass grew on it.

Cracked ravines split the frozen surface everywhere, and weather-worn ice spires jutted up across it. Far off, the ice peaks cast long shadows under the silver-red moonlight.

The air carried a cold that cut straight through, and beneath it lingered another smell he couldn't quite name—something old and rotten.

Jared crouched and tapped the ice with his finger.

The ice layer was so thick he couldn't see the bottom at all.

He could feel it—beneath the ice layer, an extremely faint power was surging, as if something were sleeping there.

"Did you sense it?" Gwendolyn walked to his side.

"I did." Jared stood up. "There's something beneath the ice. Something ancient. Something powerful."

Gwendolyn was silent for a moment. "Maybe it's the ruins of the Frost Deity Branch. Our ancestral records mention that deep within the Sixteenth Firmament lies the ancestral land of the Frost Deity Branch."

Jared nodded. "Let's gather information first. We don't know anything about this place. We can't act rashly."

The two of them concealed their auras and headed for the edge of the ice plains.

The ice plains were vast, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The two of them walked for a full day and still saw no sign of life.

There was only ice, snow, wind, and those two moons that never seemed to set.

Jared's chaotic force flowed over his body, sealing the cold out.

Gwendolyn herself possessed the Ice God Bloodline, so the cold of the ice plains had no effect on her at all. If anything, it made her feel especially comfortable.

"Your Ice God Bloodline is much more active here than it was in the Fifteenth Firmament." Jared noticed that the ice-blue radiance around Gwendolyn was brighter than usual.

Gwendolyn nodded. "The world's spiritual essence here contains a trace of the Frost God's power. It's very faint, but it's definitely there. That means the Sixteenth Firmament really does have the inheritance of the Frost Deity Branch."

The two of them continued onward.

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