Then, Let Them Offer Their Loyalty! Chapter 1724 - 706: Pacifying the Three Great Divine Countries!

Upon confirming the approximate formation time of the "World Channel," Zhao Ji slowly extended her arms and then closed her eyes. Her posture was upright and elegant, reminiscent of a solitary iceberg in a vast desert, radiating the aura of a High Order Heavenly God. In the next moment, verdant vines began to sprout from the ground beneath her feet. These vines, though as delicate as tender shoots, possessed remarkable resilience. They swiftly commenced their spread towards the colossal pit before them. Initially, their growth was gradual, but soon, their pace quickened, and their strength intensified. Within mere minutes, vines thicker than tree trunks erupted from the earth, coiling and twisting intensely within the pit. As the multitude of massive vines grew, the "World Channel" became increasingly congested, leaving diminishing space. Yet, the vines seemed inexhaustible, continuously emerging and extending further into the "World Channel." To carve out more room, the vines within began to expand outward with fierce urgency, as if attempting to push the boundaries of the "World Channel" itself. The "World Channel," in turn, endeavored to restrict the vines' proliferation, exerting constant suppression. However, its efforts proved futile. The potent "Heavenly God" aura emanating from the vines perpetually infused them with energy, enabling them to contend against the might of the "World Channel." In comparison to this formidable power, the inert "World Channel" was evidently too feeble, compelled to endure in silence. Consequently, as the vines continued to surge inward, the "World Channel" expanded, and expanded, and expanded further, ultimately reaching its absolute limit. For a fleeting instant, the air was filled with disconcerting, sharp cracking sounds. These brittle "crack, crack" noises persisted for a full hour, until finally, with a resounding "boom!", the Cataclysmic Power of the entire "Mandala Desert" violently convulsed. In the subsequent second, the pit, deeply entrenched underground, erupted outwards with explosive force! A searing heatwave, laden with sand and gravel, along with surging Cataclysmic Power, ascended into the heavens above the vast Mandala Desert. Zhao Ji, however, was borne aloft by immense, withered vines resembling a colossal dragon just moments before the cataclysmic explosion. Gazing down upon the remnants of the shattered "World Channel," her eyes betrayed neither elation nor sorrow. This was the Heavenly God Skill from her previous life's Cataclysm Path, "Life-Growth": Destructive Growth. As a Legendary Heavenly God from centuries past, Zhao Ji had not only mastered the Cataclysmic ability but had also innovatively deconstructed the "Heavenly God Skill." This allowed her the possession of multiple "Heavenly God Skills" in her prior existence. These encompassed the Path of Life, the Path of Destruction, the Mysterious Path, and others. However, prior to her advancement to the Heavenly God Realm, she was restricted to utilizing only Heavenly God Skills aligned with her specific "Path" type, even being relegated to "pseudo-Heavenly God Skills." The use of Heavenly God Skills across disparate paths was strictly prohibited. Now that she had finally ascended back to the Heavenly God Realm, this limitation was naturally no longer a constraint. It could be asserted that Zhao Ji's strength had, until this juncture, been truly unbridled. Following the effortless demolition of the "World Channel" with the might of her past life's abilities, Zhao Ji willed it, and the colossal vine dragon dissolved into motes of dust. She descended gently to the ground, pausing briefly before the now-vanished void, preparing to depart. Just then, her gaze abruptly sharpened, and she made a subtle beckoning gesture. In the ensuing moment, several slips of paper detached themselves from the sand and alighted into her hand. Unfolding them and glancing at their contents, she saw hurried, scrawled handwriting on each: "Do not return! Do not return! Escape! Escape!" Upon reading the messages, Zhao Ji's eyebrows knitted slightly. Her eyes drifted towards the area smoothed by the yellow sand. "Do not return? Escape?" Judging by the apparent age of the paper slips, their origin was not recent. "It wasn't Heavenly Fury? Then... was it left by a Heavenly God or Divine King on the 'Heavenly God Battlefield'?" Zhao Ji mused for a moment. Her thoughts then turned to Qiu Tu's analysis from their conversation earlier that day: The anomaly of a minor "Heavenly God Trial" offering an unusually high number of six spots. And as the paramount ritual for selecting Heavenly Gods, the "Heavenly God Trial" maintained a profound connection with the "Heavenly God Battlefield." The greater the number of "Divine Kings" successfully birthed, leading to a more unified array of paths, the fewer opportunities the "Heavenly God Trial" would present. Conversely, when "Divine Kings" were fewer, resulting in more Heavenly Gods falling, the "Heavenly God Trial" would offer more openings. Therefore, Qiu Tu had posited that a significant issue likely plagued the "Heavenly God Battlefield."

As this piece of paper was considered, it was as if a prophecy was unfolding.

With this realization, Zhao Ji's typically clear and cool gaze took on an even more profound and enigmatic quality...

Should the "Heavenly God Battlefield" face any disruptions, it was certain that all lesser worlds would consequently be impacted, rendering this situation far from ideal.

Yet, there was still some solace...

Considering this, Zhao Ji pondered for a brief moment before gesturing with her hand. Instantly, every inscribed slip of paper crumbled into dust.

Upon examination, these were confirmed to be ordinary scraps of paper, devoid of any Cataclysmic treasures or the faintest trace of a Heavenly God's aura that could facilitate their tracking.

Consequently, the "variable" within the "Heavenly God Battlefield" could not be traced back to this specific world through these insignificant slips, nor could a "World Channel" be re-established.

However, this did not imply that this world was entirely out of harm's way.