Mrs. and Mr. Smith

"I haven't awakened yet, as the cultivation skills within me are too mixed. Awakening the Power of the Waking Summit isn't that simple."

Ethan Smith said with a bitter smile.

"That's true. In our Elf Clan, we focus primarily on the Wind Element for cultivation. When I awakened the Power of the Waking Summit, it wasn't as difficult."

Aiden nodded. Both he and Frederick Cohen were actually quite similar in this regard.

Since their combat styles rarely changed, awakening the Power of the Waking Summit wasn't difficult for them.

"The Demon Fairy King once revealed to me that if one is unable to awaken the Power of the Waking Summit, it's better to choose only one type of power and not use any other cultivation skills. This might aid in the awakening of the Power of the Waking Summit, which is one solution. If the Power of the Waking Summit can be awakened in this state, the strength would be terrifying."

Aiden hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"In the Elf Tribe, there was once a Dark Night Elf Ranger who was a descendant of both the Hominini and the Elf Clan. He wandered in the Saint's World, simultaneously cultivating different skills. After awakening the Power of the Waking Summit, his strength was so immense that even the Queen was shocked. If not for the intervention of the Crane Master, the Queen's Saintly Rank might have been seized in the past war!"

Aiden explained the secrets of the Elf Tribe to Ethan Smith in hopes of helping him.

"Thank you."

Ethan Smith pondered for a long time before coming back to his senses and thanking Aiden.

From Aiden's information, it did seem like good news. Practicing different Skill Techniques simultaneously doesn't entirely prevent the eruption of the Power of the Waking Summit, but the difficulty does progressively increase.

In the following period, Ethan Smith also participated in the battles.

However, his improvement at the moment was very limited, as reaching the pinnacle of the Ninth Level was already a threshold.

If unable to awaken the Power of the Waking Summit, the improvement would be very limited.

Suddenly, Ethan Smith's expression drastically changed.

His body flashed, and he had already entered the Space Ring.

At this moment, Mirage spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and his physical state had almost reached its limit.

He took out half a healing Pill, and then placed it in Mirage's mouth.

But it was extremely difficult for her even to swallow it down, and Ethan Smith's face turned very ugly upon checking her physical condition.

With such injuries, an ordinary person would have likely perished completely, but now it seemed there was a mysterious power sustaining her, protecting her final strength.

If the power of the Holy Kingdom continued to weaken, she might never awaken again.

Moreover, with the power of the Dust Sand, even the other two leaders of the Order's Guardians wouldn't be able to match him.

Unable to stop this terrifying enemy, the Path Profound Holy Kingdom could only quietly decline.

And his strength was something that Ethan Smith and the others couldn't possibly resist at that moment.

"I must take the Heavenly Maiden back first, or perhaps returning there might slow the progression of her injuries."

Perhaps that's the place where the Heavenly Maiden was born. Though it lacks a vast amount of Divine Power,

returning there might also help stabilize her Divine Soul.

"I'm afraid it's already too late by now!"

Aiden's face was somewhat pale.

Countless rays of light shattered, as if Mirage was awakening.

The bottom of the Nine Netherworld Cliff had completely restored to its original appearance.

Amid the endless debris and severed arms, numerous banners were planted.

These banners depicted ancient script that was unintelligible, with some so blurred they were unreadable.

With a gust of wind, the scenery transformed once again into a sea of corpses and blood.

In the next moment, the scene ahead changed again to the stairs of the Nine Netherworld Cliff.

The bewildering changes before them made it difficult for Ethan Smith and the others to discern exactly what had changed.

Ethan Smith intensely observed the scene in front of him, his mind inundated with countless pieces of information as he analyzed them frantically.

Suddenly, a red light descended, its eerie glow enveloping everyone present.

A mournful tune suddenly began to play, and before them, a procession of paper effigies floated in the air.

These paper effigies were painted with a particularly vivid red on their lips and eyes, drifting slowly past them.

To Ethan Smith's horror, when these paper effigies touched them, he could actually feel the thinness of the paper.

This damn thing isn't an illusion?

"Damn, look, it's like they're carrying a big red sedan! This damn thing is a bit scary, Ethan Smith, can we just leave?"

Frederick Cohen was equally horrified by the incongruous scene, goosebumps appearing all over.

Ethan Smith clearly saw a woman in red sitting inside the terrifyingly red sedan, seemingly a bride awaiting marriage, her red veil occasionally fluttering up to reveal a face as pale as paper.

At first glance, Ethan Smith could immediately judge that this woman was definitely not among the living.

The scene was extremely bizarre, resembling a blend of a wedding and a funeral on Earth.

Moreover, after this procession passed by, it was as if their Divine Souls were severely injured.

Aside from Ethan Smith, whose Divine Soul was relatively strong, the other two instantly turned deathly pale.

Aiden moved his fingers, and hundreds of whirlpools appeared behind him.

A rain of arrows violently pierced forward.

"Don't waste your strength. These should all be strange energies, just like what we saw before, but these strange powers are immensely strong. The scenes we witness are merely their consciousness made manifest. Including the last woman in red, but she could instantly cause us to be severely injured, her power is probably immeasurable."

Ethan Smith discovered after the recent change.

The light covering them hadn't vanished but rather turned incredibly solid.

Layer upon layer, they were now trapped in an eerie quagmire.

Moreover, each strange presence here was exponentially stronger than those they encountered before.

Any one of these weird presences seemed capable of manifesting consciousness into reality.

Such power was beyond comparison to any strange forces they had fought previously.

Breaking Delusions!

Ethan Smith's Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil erupted with a brilliant light.

In this chaotic magnetic field, countless threats lurked.

In their current state, Frederick Cohen and Aiden could easily suffer fatal attacks.

White ripples emanated from Ethan Smith's Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil, slowly radiating outward.

Under the assault of Breaking Delusions, countless chaotic lines

The chaotic magnetic field returned to calm, everything in front returning to its former scene.

With the power of the Condensed Pupil slowly pulsating outward, the chaotic images gradually disappeared.

Numerous clear 'people' appeared before them.

"Qin Ji! Keaton Bian!"

Aiden's face was solemn.

Ethan Smith's expression was also solemn; Qin Ji was the one they had previously encountered with Aiden.

At the time, First Hermit Zinder Snider had taken her head, but he hadn't expected her to actually survive.