Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1265 - 493: Pioneering Hope, Stepping Through Time and Leaving_3

Chapter 1265: Chapter 493: Pioneering Hope, Stepping Through Time and Leaving_3

"We bid farewell to His Excellency, Lord of Thunder and Flames, as he departs. We shall conscientiously follow Your Majesty’s teachings, strive in our cultivation, and set out on the expedition path once again at the earliest, in pursuit of the ancients."

Reg Brown was somewhat baffled, "Teacher Jordan, why did you call Mr. Clark ’Your Majesty’?"

Teacher Jordan, kneeling on the ground, solemnly nodded: "Indeed, Your Majesty. Although Mr. Clark has no official status, he must be one of the kings from our ancient Human Race."

"The rules of Doomsday in this world are strict. Ten thousand years ago, even Boris, the General of War at his peak of the tenth tier, could not break free from the world’s suppression, which shows how terrifying this world’s suppression is."

"Yet today, Mr. Clark directly withstood the Will of the world and even tore apart the world, indicating that his strength exceeds that of Boris, the leading War General of ancient times, and belongs to the Monarch level."

"Eh... Teacher Jordan, how do you know all this?" The people around were suddenly somewhat confused, feeling as if they were listening to something beyond their understanding.

Ten thousand years have passed, and everything ancient has become fragmented legends in the Lost World.

Although with the outbreak of Doomsday, everyone knew those legends must be true, no one knew the more detailed information from ten thousand years ago, including the identities of those powerful beings.

Gazing at the pathway emitting White mist in the sky, Teacher Jordan’s eyes revealed complexity as he slowly said, "Because I am descended from one of the branches of the Tianluo family, carrying the bloodline of the General of War, Boris."

"However, with ten thousand years gone by, the once glory has dissipated in the wars. Unable to cultivate, my family’s complete Inheritance has long been severed."

Gulp! Reg Brown swallowed, somewhat astonished: "I never expected you to have such a significant background, Teacher Jordan."

Teacher Jordan smiled bitterly, "What background? I am merely an ordinary university professor, and under the eruption of Doomsday, my cultivation talent isn’t even as good as yours, a disgrace to my ancestors."

As he stood up, Teacher Jordan looked sternly at everyone, "Now, as the Spiritual Qi from the Vast World pours into this world, the path to cultivation has opened, and this world will undergo a transformation."

"Especially you, Sara, and Sherry, you two who have received the Cultivation Methods bestowed by His Excellency. You must cultivate even harder to not disappoint His Excellency’s expectations."

"Perhaps, the hope for the human race in this world to once again set out on the expedition lies with you."

Sara Williams nodded slowly, "We understand, Teacher Jordan." Saying this, Sara Williams looked up, her eyes resolutely fixed on the dark pathway in the sky.

Jack Clark’s visit was brief, but his appearance brought hope to this world.

And his departure, even more shocking to Sara Williams and the others, is followed days later by the emergence of a majestic statue on the remaining section of Cavapod Holy Mountain.

Three-faced and six-armed, surrounded by Thunder, with flames burning, the statue stood proudly above the Firmament.

"Zzzt!! This is Cavapod Holy Mountain. We have deciphered the method to save the world and are now summoning all of the human survivors to convene."

"Zzzt!! This is Cavapod Holy Mountain. An Ancient Monarch King descended here three days ago, opening a pathway of hope and reestablishing the path of cultivation..."

Transmitted by some still-operating signal towers, the signals sent from Cavapod spread throughout the central continent, stirring life into radios that had been silent for two years in many Survivor Bases.

The messages from the radios excited, shocked, and puzzled everyone.

In this world of despair, even a glimmer of hope was enough to drive people mad, let alone the descent of an Ancient Monarch King, promising to save the world.

Soon, some smaller Survivor Bases began to migrate, disregarding danger, and set out with a pilgrimage-like fervor.

A few larger Survivor Bases with Eighth-tier powerhouses in charge sent elite squads to Cavapod Holy Mountain to investigate the veracity of these claims.

The current strongest survivors in this world were of the Eighth Tier, which was stronger than Sara Williams who had just broken through to the Sixth Tier.

However, having mastered powers comparable to those of an Ordinary Mythical-level Powerhouse with the vine, Sara Williams did not worry about those surviving strong men daring to do anything, and thus announced the anomaly of Cavapod to the entire world.

The pathway of hope opened by Jack Clark belonged not just to them or any one person but to everyone from the Lost World.

......

Boom!

In the silver, endless flowing Time Chaos, Jack Clark spun like a leaf in the storm, unable to find any direction.

However, compared to being swept into the Time Chaos earlier, Jack Clark had a modicum of ’retaliatory power’ this time.

Behind him, a silver circle of reincarnation slowly turned, and the intangible Time Power that it emitted took the form of a pair of grand silver wings, shielding him from the ravaging temporal forces around him.

Though the primary function of the Time Reincarnation Mystic Power was to gather the Mark of Time and unify it into reincarnation, Jack Clark had also grasped a bit of the Power of Time, aside from the marks.

But under the Time Storm, this bit of strength was ineffectual, merely allowing him to barely protect himself.

It didn’t matter, though. At worst, he’d be swept into another space-time.

Once the Eye of Prison on his forehead was unsealed, he would be able to use the Hell Coordinate to jump back at any time, although the price might be quite steep.

Roar!

Just then, a robust Dragon Roar exploded through the Time Chaos. Subsequently, time trembled in the distance as a three-thousand-meter-long White Giant Dragon appeared.

Atop this White Giant Dragon, standing firm in the river of time, silver Radiance flowed, and with its double wings fiercely spread, it looked both majestic and magnificent.

"Roar! Human, do not resist, I will bring you out," the Time Dragon bellowed, its silver wings sparkling, and hundreds of Dragon Scales bursting to emanate dazzling silver light.

Under the invisible spread of this silver Radiance, everything came to a standstill—it was the Law Talent of Time Stop controlled by this Time Dragon.

With the talent touching the essence of the Time Rule, even the violent Time Chaos paused for a moment.

However, this region’s Time Chaos only halted for a thousandth of an instant before roaring back to life, sweeping everything along as countless world phantoms flashed within the river.

As for Jack Clark, he had already vanished from sight.

[There are two thousand more words being edited. First updating what’s ready, brothers, please wait. As soon as the editing is finished, it will be posted at the end of this Chapter.]