Chapter 2050 Sharp
"Even if they did notice, they wouldn't casually act due our actions in the last 6 years. They should more or less have some apprehensions toward our mortal plane cultivators now."Witness the genesis of this narrative, streaming from Nøv€lß¡n★
Over the past 6 years, not only had Dyon personally attacked using his various clones and primordial yins, but his wives and subordinates had as well. The Ancient Battlefield now believed the mortal plane had dozens of Higher Existences below the age of 1000 years old. So, if this was the case, how powerful would the elder generation be?
This apprehension wasn't the end of it either. Originally, they had believed the Ancient Battlefield was descending because the Heavens were dissatisfied with this current Era and wanted to supplement their strength with the older eras. But now... A far darker reality had begun to spread...
What if it wasn't that the Heavens were dissatisfied with mortal plane... But rather that the Ancient Battlefield was no longer needed because this Era was already perfect?!
This sort of psychological warfare was already crushing the prisoners of this Ancient Battlefield with a weight the likes of which they had never felt before.
However, even with all of this being the case, this wasn't what Dyon was referring to.
"Then what is it?"
"As expected, the Mist Clan found a way to circumvent my rules and enter the Ancient Battlefield. I've sensed Anak's entry."
"They really found a way?"
Dyon's wives looked up in surprise. They knew how airtight the Mortal Empire's defenses were.
"It's better this way." Dyon said with a light sneer. "The Mist Clan was just as useful as I thought they'd be."
"Stop pretending to be mysterious and explain already." Clara rolled her eyes.
"It's nothing special, it's just that the Mist Clan hasn't attempted to contact any of the 12 Overlord Clans."
"Back then, even with our cultivations, Ri and I ran into troublesome opponents. The blue whales, the seahorses, the king jellyfish... The reef that took my arm...
"When an ecosystem is allowed to evolve all on its own without observation, the end results could be beyond our wildest imaginations."
Dyon's gaze grew sharper.
"I don't know the truth, but what I do know is that my Immortal Sense can only penetrate 10 000 kilometers below this ocean's surface."
This truth was a shock to Dyon's wives... Dyon was a Third Grade World Seer! He could see through 3 universe barriers at once! What was 10 000 kilometers to a universe which was trillions of light years across?!
"The water isn't normal water... Somehow, it's infused with such thick qi that it acts as a natural barrier all on its own. The density of qi in the water is over a thousand times that of the air around us now. I'm sure you understand what that means... This Ancient Battlefield already has qi density several times that of our mortal plane, so you can imagine what it means for its oceans to be even several levels above that."
Dyon's words were spoken calmly, but the expressions of his wives only grew more solemn.
"That's why you let the Mist Clan go all this time?" Madeleine asked.
"Well, mostly, yea. I had a feeling that the Clan they were attaching themselves to couldn't be normal. There simply aren't any Clans with the affinities of the Mist Clan."
"There are though." Ri's brow furrowed.
"Those Clans are only among the ranks below the Overlord Clans. Because of that, we can directly eliminate them." Dyon said with confidence. "Think about it. For the Mist Clan to have connections to the Ancient Battlefield, one of two things must be true.
"One, the Mist Clan has existed on the mortal plane since the last Ancient Battlefield descent at the very least. If the matter is even more outrageous that even I think, then it's possible that they've existed since the second or maybe even the first descent."
This possibility was already awe inspiring, but quite frankly, Dyon believed that the second was even more poignant.
"The second possibility is that... they managed to exit the battlefield."