In the boundless void at the core of the Spirit Ruins Earth, high above in the vast sky, the heavy cloud layers were suddenly parted by an invisible force.

In an instant, a shadow so massive it caused breathlessness appeared, like a primal ferocious beast that had been dormant since the chaos of creation, slowly coming into view.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an island.

Its name was Linking Island, surrounded by mysterious halos of light.

At its edges, lightning flickered, and the clouds around it surged wildly. The mountains, rivers, and forests on the island were indistinct amid the hazy mist.

The body of the island quietly floated in the ethereal void, without any support, yet it remained steady, as if born with the heavens and earth, unmoved by the passage of time.

The surging sea of clouds below roiled and surged like turbulent waves.

As sunlight poured down, it outlined a dreamlike golden halo around Linking Island, exuding endless mystery.

"Linking Island!"

"Nine Heavens Secret Realm!"

From ten thousand meters away from Linking Island, Lu Xuan’s voice suddenly rang out.

It took Lu Xuan less than half an hour to tear through the layers of time and space barriers, crossing thousands of miles of vast distance to successfully arrive near Linking Island.

At this moment, Lu Xuan was hiding in the void, his aura faint and indistinct, as if merged with heaven and earth.

The next moment, the black-gold flame in Lu Xuan’s eyes flickered violently, its brilliance seemed capable of piercing through all illusions of the world.

Overlooking Linking Island, the extraordinary aura emanating from him was like that of an immortal descending to the mortal world, exuding supreme majesty with every move.

A moment later, the corners of Lu Xuan’s mouth slightly lifted, drawing a meaningful arc.

"Is this... an array?"

"It seems these people hold me in high regard!"

Since breaking through to the Earth Venerable Realm, Lu Xuan’s Pocket World Dharma Aspect had long evolved into the Form of the True Immortal of Creation!

With the significant improvement in his realm, the former Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspect of the Void Realm True Monarch had undergone metamorphosis, transforming into the Form of the True Immortal of Creation that rules the world.

With every gesture, he emanated the majestic aura of ruling the heavens.

The power of world rules!

Moreover, the Form of Creation of the Earth Venerable also possessed the supreme ability to see through the essence of the world’s operation, enabling him to discern the core mysteries of all things through their complex appearances.

This was the second time since Lu Xuan’s emergence into the world that he witnessed an array of such grand scale and intricate sophistication.

The last time he saw an array was at the bottom of the Jinlin River.

That Mystic Bird Array, which trapped the Youming Python.

It was the former Emperor Xia Ritian, who used the Nine-Stripe Lunar Artifact Profound Bird Celestial Lock as the array’s core, exerting all his strength to set up this super killing array.

This array’s power was astonishing, able to securely trap a beast at the realm of Void Realm True Monarch beneath the riverbed.

Its formidable power was truly earth-shattering and god-weeping, even after enduring the test of time, it still instilled fear in the hearts of people.

On Linking Island.

The dense cloud layer fog was like layers of mysterious veils, embellishing the entire island, making it even more eerie.

On the ground, ancient trees soared like giants awakened from the depths of time, each rising from the earth.

The lush foliage intertwined, blocking the sky, forming a dark and profound ancient forest.

Amidst it, the roars of beasts echoed intermittently, like a terrifying tide of beasts ready to burst from the forest and devour everything.

In the heart of this perilous forest, an unexpectedly vast clearing of tens of thousands of meters appeared.

On the clearing, yellow dust filled the sky, and jagged rocks rose like fierce beast fangs.

In the distance, bare mountain ranges layered upon each other, indistinct in the hazy mist.

And on this vast clearing, a stone statue carved in the form of a human stood like a sky-reaching pillar, drawing everyone’s attention.

The humanoid statue stood ten thousand feet tall, its head piercing straight into the clouds above.

The clouds above were like a light veil of silk, swirling around its face, making it difficult to discern its true appearance.

One could only roughly distinguish that it was an elder.

The elder stood tall, holding a mysterious knife artifact in his hand.

The stone blade, faintly visible amidst the ethereal mist, exuded a chilling aura as if it had slain countless formidable foes, having weathered numerous fierce battles.

Suddenly, a violent wind arose out of nowhere, sweeping across the entire clearing.

As the wind howled, a low humming sound seemed to emanate from the stone statue.

Meanwhile, the patterns on the knife artifact in the elder’s hand began to flicker with an eerie light.

The white light, like a serpentine spirit, swiftly spread across the entire statue.

At that moment, the roars of beasts in the depths of the forest grew increasingly intense, as if responding to the statue’s strange activity.

The atmosphere on the vast clearing instantaneously became extremely tense, so oppressive it was hard for one to breathe.

Suddenly, a sharp and elongated voice pierced the silence: "The Lord of Spirit Ruins, has finally manifested."

In an instant, numerous sharp whooshing sounds followed one after another.

Where the clearing had been empty just moments before, it was suddenly filled with countless figures.

The heaven and earth spiritual qi swirling around these figures enveloped them, and their powerful auras intertwined, causing waves to ripple through the surrounding space.

Among the multitude of figures, leading from a certain faction, were two humanoid beasts with terrifying aura and pressure, standing out prominently.

They were none other than the Yuhuang Ancestor and the Youming Python.

The Yuhuang Ancestor had the head of a bird and the body of a person, with a figure as emaciated as dry wood, as if time had drained away its blood and flesh, leaving but a skeleton covered in skin.