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!”
At that moment, Bianca suddenly pointed across the vast crevice.
In the snowy landscape across from them, there was a dense cluster of polar stones piled together.
It appeared to be, at the very least, a thousand of them.
Jared looked at the not-so-wide crevice. “There are so many polar stones. All we need to do is cross over to get them.”
Although they couldn’t fly over to the other side, they could still easily traverse through the crevice.
However, the most perilous thing was the distorted, chaos dimension.
If one wasn’t careful and got sucked in, it would be the end of everything.
As Jared hesitated, Vermilion Demon Lord piped 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 even my remains could be buried somewhere around here.”
Vermilion Demon Lord was slain here, indicating there must have been a battle.
It would be reasonable to say that this crevice was created by a single strike from Vermilion Demon Lord. After all, he was a demon lord and this level of power was well within his reach.
“Do you remember anything else? Do you know who tried to kill you? Do you know if there’s any polar stone mine here?” Jared asked excitedly.
Vermilion Demon Lord shook his head. “I can’t recall who killed me, let alone know anything about some polar stones mine. Polar stones, to me, are no different from trash. Why would I pay attention to it?”
Vermilion Demon Lord’s words indeed held some truth.
Polar stones were merely beneficial for those who practiced frost techniques. To the immortals and demon lords, they were as worthless as trash.
“Why can’t I get through when the crevice isn’t even wide?” Jared turned to ask Vermilion Demon Lord.
“Try throwing a stone and you’ll see,” Vermilion Demon Lord replied.
Jared picked up a stone and then hurled it with all his might toward the opposite direction.
No sooner had the stone been thrown than an intense aura emerged from the enormous crevice, instantly shattering the stone.
“What… What’s going on?”
Jared was quite taken aback.
“This crevice was created by a single stroke of my sword. Within it, the force of that very strike still lingers. Even though thousands of years have passed, its power has not yet fully dissipated. With your current abilities, it’s simply impossible for you to cross over. If you were to reach Ultimate Realm, perhaps then you might stand a chance.”
“What should we do, then? Just stand by and let those polar stones slip away? Why did you even create such a crevice? It’s so annoying…”
Jared was utterly speechless.
The polar stones were seemingly within reach, yet they were utterly impossible to obtain.
Vermilion Demon Lord rolled his eyes and said, “You think I actually wanted to create a crevice? If my sword had hit the opponent, this crevice wouldn’t have appeared.”
It was clear that Vermilion Demon Lord’s sword had missed its mark, resulting in a crevice.
