My Master Knows It All

But when this sword fell, although it left a noticeable sword mark on the tentacle, it did not sever the tentacle, and the monster in front of him was not just one tentacle.

Cao Zhen turned quickly as he swung his sword, getting a good look at the monster.

The monster’s skin was a deep green, like an emerald gemstone, emitting a faint glow. There were subtle patterns on the skin that seemed like layers of intersecting runes.

Its most prominent feature was the tentacles that extended in all directions like spreading vines.

A total of eight tentacles, each more than two meters long, with sharp spikes bifurcating at the ends.

Besides the tentacles, the monster had a protruding mouth big and wide, full of sharp teeth, each capable of tearing steel.

The monster’s appearance was undeniably similar to those tentacled monsters from their world.

Originally in their world, he had been curious about where these tentacled monsters came from, but later, as his cultivation base improved, he no longer encountered stronger tentacled monsters and stopped paying them much attention.

Unexpectedly, in this Tianyan Clan world, he encountered tentacled monsters again.

Or should it be said, these are not monsters of the Tianyan Clan world, but monsters from another world?

After all, this is the Void Clan heritage, so why does the Void Clan insist that inheritors must kill such monsters?

Do they have some special purpose?

Or perhaps the Void Clan was exterminated by these monsters?

Cao Zhen looked at the tentacles flailing again, quickly rushing forward, leaping to avoid the attacks, and directly swung his sword at its head.

In most cases, these monsters did not need their tentacles severed; cutting off their heads would kill them all the same.

After killing a tentacled monster, Cao Zhen continued onward.

Soon, he realized that all the monsters he encountered in Misty Mountain were these tentacled monsters. And these tentacled monsters were evidently stronger within the same cultivation realm than those from their world.

In fact, some tentacled monsters they encountered in their world appeared unable to move.

Yet all the tentacled monsters he encountered in this world could move.

Sometimes, he even faced an onslaught from several tentacled monsters.

He could handle it with ease, but not everyone was the same.

Walking this path, he saw several corpses.

Unbeknownst to him, night had fallen.

With a glance at his surroundings, Cao Zhen decided to search for a cave. Three days to kill a hundred tentacled monsters was enough, and he had already killed more than sixty today. Time was adequate, no need to keep fighting in the dark.

It seems everyone knows that stealing the tentacled monsters others killed does no good, so despite cultivators coming from different Great Teachings and different races, there were no direct conflicts among them.

After all, which cultivator here isn’t a strong practitioner?

No one knew each other, and there was hesitance; who knows if one faced wouldn’t be a Heavenly Pride. Caution kept cultivators from battling frequently.

Nothing happened overnight.

Cao Zhen soon killed a hundred tentacled monsters, cutting off each head and placing them in the Qiankun Bag, then found a place to start comprehending, without hunting further tentacled monsters.

He knew too little about this world; once he left, he could ask Immortal Lord Wu Xin if tentacled monsters existed here.

If this world did have tentacled monsters, they have to be careful.

At that time, caution needs to extend beyond the Blood Clan, including these tentacled monsters.

”Besides, most Blood Clan members look much like these tentacled monsters, all having countless tentacles, only Blood Clan’s are blood-red.”

When the third day arrived, Cao Zhen left with everyone else.

At Misty Mountain’s outset, he didn’t see the Void Clan’s heritage location, but upon leaving, he saw a mysterious and grand ruin.

The ruins resembled a massive maze formed by endless columns and arches glowing with phantom light. The columns reached the sky, seemingly supporting the entire Void, and these columns varied greatly in shapes, some square, some triangular, some like stars, and others like twisted time and space.

Just by looking at this heritage ruin, there was a sense that it didn’t belong to this world, seeming like a gateway connecting different spaces.

In front of the heritage ruins was a magnificent circular plaza.

This plaza appeared sheathed by barely perceptible Force of Void, faintly glowing, making the plaza look dreamily ethereal.

Behind the ruins, vaguely visible, lay massive black holes.

Within the black holes, the Chaos of Void swirled.

The space around the heritage ruins seemed entirely distorted, forming a phantom domain.

This was the Force of Void.

Gazing at the heritage ruin, Cao Zhen recalled what Immortal Lord Wu Xin had said: Obtaining this ruin’s inheritance would bestow the ability to traverse the Void.

No need to wait for various races’ portals to fully open; one could enter ahead.

Now more than ever, he felt like the experts of each race reaching Primeval Realm ruins part of a conspiracy, and nowadays their world brimmed with potential danger.

After all, who knows how strong their world’s Blood Clan truly is; perhaps even the Sky Clan allied with the Blood Clan were unaware.

Now all the experts of their races have left their world. If the Blood Clan has unimaginable power, could the Blood Clan assemble forces from elsewhere?

Yet their experts being absent, how to respond?

Moreover, when the races’ portals open and war breaks out, how would their alien races survive in other worlds?

His wife, his child, his disciple nearly all in other worlds.

The best solution was to bring them back to their original world before the portals of the major worlds connected.