The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 921: The Pathfinder

Without any warning, the red flames contained extremely terrifying destructive power. Even a martial artist of the Saint Realm Third Stage would turn to ash in the blink of an eye upon contact with the red flames.

Ordinary defense holy artifacts could not withstand it.

Around the camps of the two groups, one could see some scattered materials. These materials were the remnants of various destroyed artifacts, among them even sect-suppressing level holy artifacts. Most of the materials used to forge these holy artifacts had been completely dissolved, leaving only a few extremely sturdy and rare parts.

However, even the remaining materials had essentially lost their value and had almost all turned into waste.

Both groups moved forward within their respective energy shields. However, their speed was extremely slow, much slower than an average person walking.

The two differently colored energy shields kept flickering. You could see that whenever the red flames touched the energy shield, ripples of strong waves would emanate, and the power of laws would recharge the energy shield to restore it to normal.

The two groups were distinctly separate.

One group consisted of the native inhabitants of this world, and the other was the Divine Race from the God Realm. Both groups had a considerable number of people.

"Damn it!"

"How vast is this land of flames? At our current pace, it will take forever to cross it!" an enraged martial artist in a red robe from the Natives Camp, constantly releasing primordial energy, said through gritted teeth.

"Brother Huang, moving slowly through the land of flames isn’t the issue. The problem is whether we can last until we get through it. The Holy Light Tower has strong defense, but maintaining such a large area consumes too much of our energy. If this continues, I fear we won’t make it across and will be completely wiped out here," said a martial artist in a black robe with a sinister voice.

"Indeed! The Holy Light Tower is a super-strong holy artifact, and under our usage, it can block the destructive fire of the flame land. But maintaining such a large area rapidly depletes our energy. Ordinary Saint Realm martial artists can’t be of much help either," another black-robed old man shook his head and remarked.

"If this goes on, we definitely won’t be able to hold out."

"Damn!"

"We need someone to go ahead and scout the way. Walking blindly like this, we encounter too much destructive fire. Every time the Holy Light Tower’s energy shield touches the destructive fire, it consumes a tremendous amount of energy. If we can encounter less destructive fire, our pressure would be much less. Hence, someone has to go scouting ahead,"

In the camp, several half-step Void God experts discussed.

As for the Saint Realm martial artists, they all kept their mouths shut. Even those at the Saint Realm Third Stage did not qualify to speak.

The Holy Light Tower is a very powerful holy artifact. Ordinary Saint Realm Third Stage martial artists couldn’t contribute much to using it. It’s not that they couldn’t use it, but their primordial energy and the laws they controlled were insufficient to defend against such terrible attacks from the destructive fire.

Saint Realm First Stage and Second Stage martial artists were even more inadequate.

At this moment, the Human Camp relied mainly on a few half-step Void God level experts. These half-step Void Gods were survivors of the Human-God conflict, and for thousands of years, they had almost never left the Sky Sacred Hall. This time, they came here only because of the manifestation of the Ancestor of Principles.

"If we send someone to scout the way, who should it be?"

"Is there anyone willing to volunteer to go scout the way?" A half-step Void God swept his gaze over the ordinary Saint Realm martial artists.

Nobody spoke.

Everyone remained silent.

Because everyone knew, leaving the protection of the Holy Light Tower meant certain death. Many had already died when they first entered the Flame Land. Later, when the Holy Light Tower was used, they managed to survive. However, some martial artists who had tried to find a way on their own outside the shield all died without exception, none successfully crossing the Flame Land.

Now, the half-step Void God expert wanted someone to scout the way. Who would be willing?

Going out meant certain death!

"It seems none of you have sufficient courage!" that half-step Void God sneered.

"I think we should start with people from the Heavenly Origin Continent," a yellow-robed half-step Void God said.

This person was Ouyang Lin, a half-step Void God expert from the Tianhui Continent.

In the world-shattering Human-God conflict, the originally unified land broke into seven floating continents on the Boundless Sea. The Heavenly Origin Continent and the Tianhui Continent were two of these seven continents.

Adjacent to the Despair Abyss, the Heavenly Origin Continent was the closest human territory to the Divine Race’s occupied region. Unlike the Tianhui Continent and other human territories, which were situated farther from the Despair Abyss.

When Ouyang Lin spoke, other half-step Void God experts’ eyes flickered slightly, but no one objected.

Moments later.

"Lord Ouyang Lin, why start with the martial artists from the Heavenly Origin Continent?" a Saint Realm Third Stage martial artist, his face pale, mustered the courage to ask Ouyang Lin, the half-step Void God.

This person was Yi Xiang, a martial artist from the Heavenly Origin Continent.

Being forced to explore first displeased Yi Xiang, a Heavenly Origin Continent martial artist.

"Hmph, why even ask?"

"Your Heavenly Origin Continent has no half-step Void God level martial artists. All of you now rely on our protection. Sending someone to scout is your contribution. Do you think it’s fair for you to receive our protection for nothing?" Ouyang Lin glanced coldly at Yi Xiang. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

In the Sky Sacred Hall, indeed, there were no half-step Void God level martial artists from the Heavenly Origin Continent.

In the Human-God conflict, the Heavenly Origin Continent, nearest to the Despair Abyss, contributed most and had the highest number of Saint Realm martial artists in battle. As a result, they suffered the greatest losses, with all half-step Void God level martial artists perishing.

Ling Luo was one of the half-step Void God level martial artists from the Heavenly Origin Continent.

Currently, among the seven continents, only the Heavenly Origin Continent has no half-step Void God martial artists, their strongest being at the Saint Realm Third Stage.

Upon hearing Ouyang Lin’s words, the Saint Realm martial artists from the Heavenly Origin Continent looked at each other in helplessness.

The martial artists from other continents breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone knew that venturing out meant certain death. Sending the Heavenly Origin Continent martial artists to scout was clearly advantageous to others.

"Lord Ouyang Lin, we are all native inhabitants of this world. During the Human-God conflict, the martial artists from all seven continents fought against the Divine Race. The Heavenly Origin Continent martial artists contributed the most. Now, why distinguish between your continent and mine?" Yi Xiang hesitated but took a deep breath and continued speaking.