Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 - Different parties gather!

In a particular location in the World of Cultivation, a pulsating dark rift had appeared in the sky!

The rift looked like a tear in space as it let out wild energies, seemingly trying to form into something the more it stabilized in space. One could distinctly catch a glimpse of a completely different environment if they were to peer through this pulsating rift, an environment that made many of the nearby individuals monitoring the rift let out bated breaths.

In the barely stabilized rift gate that led to a Treasure Abode, they could already feel the tremendous coagulation of essence leaking out, as well as observe glistening medicinal herbs and rare materials, and this was just the immediate inside of this rift in space!

One of the watchers hiding themselves in the distance as to not be observed by others was another Elder of Time Immemorial Sect. He continued to send updates every few seconds as he felt the auras of more and more individuals arrive in the immediate surroundings.

"In addition to a few familiar auras from the nearby sects, Otherworlders have also begun to appear. Make haste!"

His voice was filled with hurry as it traveled from the Soul Jade Medallion he held onto a receiver that was on the unique movement item, the corporeal cloud named Cloudchaser where the Grand Elder of Time Immemorial Sect was bringing along many powerhouses for this venture into the tomb of a Void Fimmerment cultivator.

The Elder watching the rift continued to watch with bated breaths as the rift in the skies became wider and wider, the dangerous energy of space destabilization gradually settling down and making the beings in the surroundings even more excited.

Not too far away from the Elder of the Time Immemorial Sect, beings from another world were also keeping watch on the continuing folding and expanding of space in the skies.

It was the cruel Magi from the Magus World, each of them pulsing with immense power as runic circles continued to circle their bodies ceaselessly, continuing to protect and strengthen them at all times.

Leading this group of Magi was a being that was known by the title of The Black Serpent, a powerful Magus that was successful in transplanting the bloodlines of a deadly serpent and gaining its strength. His body let out wild levels of power that were similar to the Grand Elder Amos, power of the realm of a Saint!

Around him were many other magi covered in runic circles or holding forms similar to the powerful bloodlines they transplanted on themselves as they stood behind him, their power obviously a level lower. The voice of Black Serpent rang out in each of their ears covertly as they watched the continued expansion of the rift in the skies.

"The information we’ve gathered suggests a large number of cultivators will be entering this Dangerous Realm in order to obtain the cultivation techniques and treasures of some cultivator from hundreds of years ago. We do not care about any treasures in this Realm, only the fact that it is extremely dangerous...and many cultivators will be falling in this place."