Ming Zhi Tian glanced back at him. "Master, aren't you leaving?"
Elder Chang Jiang said, "Why so much nonsense, hurry up! I can't hold on much longer!"
Ming Zhi Tian shook his head. "If you don't leave, I won't leave either!"
"Go!" Elder Chang Jiang ordered a Diamond Blood Demon to kick Ming Zhi Tian, sending him flying out. The watermelon-sized crack immediately shrank!
Elder Chang Jiang almost failed, gasping, "Phew... that was close..."
Ming Zhi Tian was forcibly pushed out. When he turned around to go back, he saw Elder Chang Jiang, utterly exhausted, lying in front of the crack, quietly watching Ming Zhi Tian's retreating back with a gratified smile.
Ming Zhi Tian had escaped, but the crack then self-repaired successfully, sealing shut. Elder Chang Jiang was once again plunged into desperate straits, facing endless loneliness and the passage of dark, sunless days.
"Master!!!..."
...
Ming Zhi Tian encountered the God of Mechanisms, Elder Chang Jiang, who taught him the Blood Demon technique, bestowed two thousand-grade pills to save him twice, and finally gave him the only chance to escape, personally escorting him out of the hellish space.
He could not repay such kindness, so he could only hide it in his heart, vowing that when his mastery of the Mechanical Way reached its peak, he would one day make the Undying Divine Emperor who had harmed them both perish in divine retribution and suffer a terrible death!
Ming Zhi Tian organized his thoughts and looked around. He saw clouds billowing and vast terrain, like a celestial realm. He was standing at the peak of the clouds, where spiritual energy was abundant and immortal mist drifted everywhere.
It turned out that the hellish space connected to the Celestial Realm. This was...
The Celestial Realm—
Ming Zhi Tian had been here for over a year. He walked to the Heavenly River and looked into it, his face covered in a beard. His tattered clothes made him look like a beggar.
After experiencing so much, he finally realized that human effort alone was not enough. One could not accomplish a task solely by relying on personal strength; sometimes, one had to rely on others. This was the power of unity. It was not shameful to have more people against fewer; disunity would ultimately lead to defeat.
After washing and tidying up, he still looked disheveled.
Under the baptism of the Heavenly River, the Eye of the Immortal Emperor in Ming Zhi Tian's embrace suddenly appeared and instantly embedded itself into his damaged left eye, replacing it.
His ears cleared and his vision returned. Looking at his mechanical arm and touching the Eye of the Immortal Emperor, Ming Zhi Tian felt as if he had a new lease on life. "This is my brand new life."
Little did he know, his future days would be even more difficult.
As he pondered his next move, still trying to figure out his location in this space, suddenly! A bolt of lightning struck!
A man clad in a cloak and wearing a bright blue-black outfit appeared dramatically! His six-button fasteners accentuated his physique, obscuring his features, yet he exuded an imposing aura.
The newcomer was extremely powerful. At least, Ming Zhi Tian was so terrified that he couldn't move at all.
The cloaked man's divine gaze swept over him. "Are you a god?"
Ming Zhi Tian stiffened his neck and shook his head. "No... no."
"You don't look like one."
The man vanished like lightning. Suddenly, a scream was heard from the clouds!
The cloaked man returned, cast a glance at Ming Zhi Tian, and left him with a parting remark: "Heaven is about to fall dark, walk less at night."
Ming Zhi Tian was stunned. He looked up, and the person had already disappeared.
A false alarm...
Leaving the Heavenly River, just as Ming Zhi Tian was thinking of finding a place to cultivate the Blood Demon technique, suddenly!
Two white dragon-horses pulling a carriage flew past. One of the dragon-horses was startled by Ming Zhi Tian, whinnying and kicking wildly. If Ming Zhi Tian had possessed cultivation, he could have dodged. As it was, he could only endure the kick, being sent flying by a horse's leg, tumbling to the ground, and then spitting blood.
The other dragon-horse, affected by the commotion, went berserk, tossing the person inside the carriage out!