The Legend of the Eternal King

The Legend of the Eternal King
Heaven ?


“Ah shit, I was too rash..”.


Mao Yu was alone by the lake alone. He played some twigs, scratching the surface of the lake water.


“I'm too quick to make a decision..”


It was too melancholy when she heard the many stories She Laode had told.


Mao Yu only hoped to quickly become even stronger. Not enough of him, not even his allies and followers should be on par with heaven.


When's?


Is it thousands of years?


The seal of the thirteen worlds would not last for that period of time. The strength of the seal will thin out to then open. That was the end of the thirteen worlds.


The great hunt of the soul race will be held grandly. Perhaps even the main echelon would personally hunt him down.


“Do I have to escape with the old turtle?”


“Seems not. I'm not that kind of person.”


“Is there still someone from a soul race like me out there?”


Mao Yu was still playing her wooden twig.


The Yao people were a fairly strong hunting race in heaven. The thirteenth world recorded it in the war history of the ancient era as a greedy race that would prey on this world.


Unfortunately and in fact they came to hunt our escapees.


Tonight Mao Yu clearly saw what the Yao nation looked like. From a coffin that Bai Kong and She Laode had brought.


The muscles are solid and the structure is very strong. Her meridians were like dragon tendons. His vitality was boundless with terrifying regeneration.


Mao Yu pondered back. If princess Yao was turned on, was there in the thirteenth world who was willing to endure it.


What about Bai Kong or She Laode?


I think they had a hard time too, considering that inside the coffin was a princess. He must have had a capable cultivation with all sorts of terrifying techniques.


“I have to re-affirm my vision.” Mao Yu discovered the firmness of his thought.


To compete with heaven, I must make heaven in the thirteenth world.


The thirteenth world should be a great power base. This is my only choice, after all this thirteenth world is isolated. I can't even get out of here to make allies with other parallel worlds.


She Laode and Bai Kong appeared behind Mao Yu as if from the void to appear like an increasingly real shadow.


“What are the conditions of the thirteenth world to choose heaven?” Mao Yu asked.


Bai Kong and She Laode looked at each other with deep and gloomy gazes.


It was long enough for Bai Kong to make a sound.


“World resistance, covering the robustness of the element structure, the summation of the ground and air should be increased about 800 times.”


“Energy origin at least multiplied by 120 times to drive the lowest heaven.”


Mao Yu turned around to look at Bai Kong and She Laode. His face then became gloomy.


Bai Kong and She Laode replied with sympathetic expressions. They know a little about what their master means.


“You two, please take me home.”


“Old Ancestor Fort, dimenerti.” Bai Kong nodded.


At the same time, the higher-ups of the Old Ancestral Citadel obtained the sealing order of the deepest area of the fortress. There is the main foundation of the fort. The residence of Mao Yu.


A cluster of lodging on the shores of lakes, temples and willow trees.


“Home..” Mao Yu muttered.


“I'm playing too much. My time is limited.”.


Mao Yu immediately approached and took a zen stance under the willow tree. The leaves glimmered welcoming back their master.


Mao Yu focused her soul to fuse and communicate with the willow tree. The tree also received Mao Yu well by providing a fairly stable connection.


Mao Yu felt the soul roots of the willow tree spreading to all corners of the universe. Across various dimensions of space.


“Willow Tree, pull some of your roots and point to heaven..”.


The willow tree responds by returning rustling and slightly swaying. Mao Yu sensed tens of millions of root fibers with insane super speed creeping through the various dimensions of space heading in a direction.


“Willow tree, will you be detected by heaven?”


But the roots of the willow tree did not slow down in the slightest in its movement. Stay consistent going in one direction.


Mao Yu was a little agitated but she became optimistic as the willow tree showed no sign of objection.


“Willow tree, let me help you..”.


Mao Yu revealed the copper coin with a three-claw scratch in her mind.


He tightly twisted the coin giving rise to strange energy ripples. Energy is transferred to trees. To reinforce, to camouflage and to anchor a root firmly fixed on its purpose.


Slashh...


Slashh...


Slashh...


Mao Yu sensed at a certain point, the roots of the willow tree spread out like sparks of fireworks exploding in all directions.


Each of the roots stick tightly to the dimension by dimension.


Mao Yu flinched, she immediately severed her connection with the willow tree. His heart is pumping fast. His breath was short and his body was trembling.


“Surga..”.