Chapter 834: Shocked Ling Shuang! The Mandate of Heaven Appears!

"Understood!"

Eva's face glowed with unhidden excitement: "SSS-class Chaos Divine Thunder appeared in the Third Civilization Era!"

This information will be permanently recorded until civilization ends and artificial intelligence vanishes!"

"An SSS-class ability?!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Shuang froze completely, wondering if she was dreaming.

Keep in mind that

Humanity has endured over five thousand years since the First Civilization Era.

Only fewer than ten SSS-class abilities have ever been recorded in all that time!

And now, she had personally witnessed the birth of an SSS-class lightning ability.

"Isn't it said that the later the ability transformation, the weaker its power becomes? What's going on with Jingming?"

Ling Shuang felt her entire worldview had been overturned.

But upon closer thought, Xu Jingming's ability had undergone three transformations—that in itself was already a miracle!

"Could it be that true Chosen Ones really exist?" she couldn't help thinking.

Otherwise, how could such an exceedingly rare ability transformation occur repeatedly on the same person?

And ultimately evolve into an SSS-class ability?

"Teacher Ling, how many days have passed since my ability began transforming?"

Whoosh—

After drawing all the black thunderstorms into his body, Xu Jingming spoke.

Hearing this, Ling Shuang snapped out of her shock and replied softly:

"Eight days have passed."

Even with the Nine Phoenix Hairpin's enhancement, her ability had nearly reached its limit.

If Xu Jingming didn't end his transformation soon, she'd have to start swallowing pills to sustain her spatial ability.

"So long already?"

Xu Jingming was surprised.

The Yer Realm only opens for one month.

By now, the exit portal should open at any moment.

"All ability users in the realm should already be heading toward the exit portal," Ling Shuang nodded.

"Then let's go too."

Xu Jingming reached out and wrapped his arm around Ling Shuang's soft waist.

His Thunder Dragon Wings unfurled, launching them skyward toward the portal.

He couldn't wait to loot rare herbs and exotic plants from the other nations' elites.

And under the protection of his formidable SSS-class Chaos Divine Thunder, even without Ling Shuang using her spatial ability,

the deep purple flames surrounding them—now reaching millions of degrees Celsius—could not harm them in the slightest...

August 4th, the 28th day since the Yer Realm's opening.

Only two days remained before the one-month deadline.

The realm's exit portal would open in the northernmost Mi'gae Grassland.

By now, many ability users had already gathered there.

Great Xia, America, Bear Nation...

Ability users grouped by nation, watching each other warily.

Each national group kept at least a hundred meters apart.

At this point, few among the nations' ability users dared attack—everyone's numbers were similar, and power levels barely differed.

But vigilance was essential; that hundred-meter gap was their safety buffer.

Any attempt to approach would trigger immediate suspicion.

"Why are there so few in our Great Xia team?"

Luo Lan, an S-class, eighth-rank Grand Master of Great Xia, frowned after counting his team.

Including himself, only eighteen people remained.

Thirty eighth-rank Grand Masters entered the realm—twelve were missing...

"I arrived here yesterday.

More than a day has passed; those who were coming should've arrived by now."

Luo Lan's gaze grew heavy.

Those who hadn't shown up by now were likely dead.

More critically, Xu Jingming and Ling Shuang still hadn't arrived...

According to Wang Zhan's report, the first time he met Xu Jingming,

he found the man had already broken through to seventh-rank upper tier, with combat power surpassing even peak eighth-rank users.

And Ling Shuang possessed an S-class spatial ability—she couldn't possibly have perished.

"Xu Jingming and Ling Shuang were probably delayed by other matters.

But what happened to the others? Did they all meet misfortune?"

Luo Lan's brow furrowed deeply.

Since Great Xia's first disastrous experience when the Yer Realm opened,

death tolls had been kept under five—but this situation was entirely different.

Other nations' ability users also seemed to have suffered heavy losses.

The least numerous, Heizhou, had only fifteen survivors.

Heizhou's leader now scanned the horizon anxiously, hoping to spot any remaining members returning.

"All nations' ability users have clearly been reduced..."

Luo Lan felt a creeping dread and sent a mental voice:

"Everyone, stand alert—I fear something has gone wrong in the realm."

"Understood!" The remaining seventeen eighth-rank Grand Masters instantly tensed and replied respectfully.

"Damn Xu Jingming! He still hasn't returned!"

On the other side, America's Ryan glared fiercely at Great Xia's group.

Three cubic meters of Plant Holy Water had been stolen by Xu Jingming!

The loss still gnawed at him.

"Lord Ryan, if Xu Jingming shows up, do we strike?" asked a nearby Grand Master.

"Wait for my order—act as the situation demands," Ryan replied darkly.

Great Xia's S-class Luo Lan was already present; even if they attacked, they'd gain no advantage.

Besides, Xu Jingming wore the Yuan Armor—he could fight or flee at will, and they couldn't stop him.

But giving up felt unbearable; he could only wait and see if an opportunity arose...

Time ticked by. After nearly half an hour,

Luo Lan, seated on the ground meditating with Great Xia's team, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned toward the south.

Zhou Yu and Wang Zhan also sensed something and turned their gazes that way.

Not just Great Xia—America, Bear Nation, the EU—all their elites turned their eyes toward the same direction.

Whoosh—

A gale howled as a dark shadow appeared in the sky.

A group of over twenty people, surrounded by whirling winds, sped swiftly toward them.

This was a mixed team of various nations—Great Xia, America, EU members all together.

Each of them radiated an astonishing aura.

All wore black robes, with a crimson crescent moon emblem stitched on the back.

"By divine mandate, the Heavenly God endures! Weak mortals, kneel before the holy radiance of the Mandate of Heaven!!"

A fervent, eerie voice rolled like thunder, causing all nations' elites to turn pale:

"It's the Mandate of Heaven cultists?!"