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Chapter 40 - Art of Harmony 2

Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, people were still waiting to know what Aolig and Tarh benefited from the secret realm.

"Why are they still inside?" someone asked.

" It depends on the inheritance they are receiving," a knowledgeable sage said.

Many people agreed with what he said.

After about thirty minutes.

Auspicious signs and visions appeared.

Dragons and phoenixes were dancing, cranes were flying, the essence of heaven and earth became more abundant like a mist with vision of ancient sages and emperors rejoicing.

"What is going on?" someone asked in astonishment.

Even the great emperors of aloof and remote, see the head of the dragon but not the tail were alarmed.

"I think this more than an inheritance," an ancient sage said emotionally.

In a land of full of ice, there is frozen cave, a very beautiful woman who looks like an ordinary human opened her eyes. It seemed to pierce through the chaos and great dao.

"Era of battle is getting more and more interesting, will there be someone to take that step?" she sighed and close her eyes again.

Somewhere in a clouded place deep in the chaos, a giant beast who looks like a motionless mountain opened his large eyes.

" These little children are interesting. Oh it's the Vaharyl clan and Eyme clan. Let me go back to sleep," he yawned lazily and resumed his slumber which might last for several epochs.

Deep at the boundary of the ocean and forest of illusion. A graceful woman whose hair length touches her bottoms, casually adjusted her hair and opened her phoenix like eyes which are silver in color.

This person is exactly one of the strongest great emperors in the whole multiverse. She is the first ancestor of the Zvit Divine race, also known as the second person in the chaos and multiverse.

"My bloodline interesting. Great dao is blocking the secrets, why?" she murmured after pinching her fingers to deduce it.

Somewhere else in the Western part of Northern empire, a tall man with a sage like temperament and personality, sat down deducing the vision but he shocked that he couldn't do so.

"Aolig and Tarh interesting, it seems like I will be expecting a great grand child soon. But Aolig is still little," the man sighed.

This man is the ancestor of the Gwamho clan.

Soon after many great emperors started contacting him with their divine senses to ask at his calculation. But he told them that he himself doesn't know.

'All these old farts, you thought I would tell you even if I know,' he sneered in his heart.

A tall tree will always bear the wind and rain. If these ancient emperors and ancestors know anything about what happened they might take shot to kill.

They would rather kill at the cradle than let the child be born.

Nobody wants to be under a powerful being that will have your life and death at hand.

Somewhere else between great dao and chaos, deep in a cave. There was no light, only darkness.

An old man who looks pale and withered with a sharp eyes opened his eyes.

"Art of harmony? Fiendcelestials!" the man shivered all over.

"I need to heal quickly, maybe ten thousand epochs, damnit! I knew that those horrible beings must have plans. I don't know how Sword Sect is," the man said feeling nostalgia.

If anybody saw this they would be scared shitless because this man is a real detached being, a primal chaos lord realm expert. Same thing happened all over the chaos and multiverse, many primal chaos lords woke up from treating their injuries.

But one thing was certain, they were very afraid. They know the horror of the desolate era and the war at the ancient era.

They each hastened the process of their healing.

At their level, any injuries would take billions of epochs to heal!

However back in the secret realm, Tarh and Aolig were oblivious of what happened because of their art, even if they knew they might not care, because their art of harmony have broken through to the second level, they are both entwined with each other.

"Pah! Pah!"

"Mhhnn!"

As Tarh began to thrust faster and faster. After few minutes he released. Aolig laid on his broad chest. She looked satisfied like an obedient wife.

They both gained a lot. Tarh broke through a minor realm and Aolig reached the peak of mortal-dust realm.

Don't say one realm, in sage realm every breakthrough is very hard. Meanwhile they have only practiced to the second level of art of harmony.