The Book of Time-Space Demon Spirit harbored many secrets. Ever since it had appeared in this world, it had drawn the attention of countless powerful factions.
However, sacred artifacts possessed sentience — it too was searching for its master.
All of this seemed to be guided by some unseen arrangement.
Like a kind of destiny.
Nie Li vaguely felt that all of this was far from simple.
Without the Book of Time-Space Demon Spirit, he would probably never find the answer.
But under no circumstances could he allow the Book of Time-Space Demon Spirit to fall into the Sacred Emperor's hands. Once the Sacred Emperor obtained it, no one would be able to prevent the Dragon Ruins Realm from being refined by him, and everything would dissolve into eternal nothingness.
Nie Li's closest kin, his most beloved — they would all vanish from this timeline. This was something Nie Li absolutely could not allow.
"The aura of the Book of Time-Space Demon Spirit will indeed alert the Sacred Emperor," the Feather Flame Goddess said. "But if we have a God-Slaying Artifact, we can conceal its aura."
Nie Li fell silent. For some reason, at this moment, his Soul Sea was faintly rippling. The vine within his Soul Sea kept growing, stretching toward the endless void as though searching for something.
"The Sacred Emperor is still in slumber. His consciousness cannot sense the Book of Time-Space Demon Spirit, so there is no need to worry for now. But we need sufficient means to deal with his underlings first." Nie Li thought of the six divine-level Demon Beasts under the Sacred Emperor's command. Those six were incomparably powerful, surveilling the entire Dragon Ruins Realm. Should those six appear, the current Nie Li would stand no chance against them.
The Feather Flame Goddess also fell silent.
The six divine-level Demon Beasts under the Sacred Emperor guarded the Eight Desolations Mountain. No disturbance in the Dragon Ruins Realm could escape their surveillance. Under normal circumstances, these six would never take any action — the major sects were simply not worth their attention.
"Before breaking the seal on the Small Exquisite World, I need to go somewhere first!" Nie Li thought of something and smiled faintly.
"Where?" The Feather Flame Goddess was taken aback.
Nie Li smiled mysteriously but said nothing.
Pavilion of Celestial Sound.
Here, a hundred flowers bloomed and trees grew lush, as though it were a realm beyond the mortal world. Elegant strains of zither music drifted and swirled through the air overhead.
Among the trees, birds chirped and sang, their voices rising and falling in harmony with the melody.
In a pavilion, a group of beautiful young women chatted merrily together, their light voices filling the air with lively energy.