Chapter 326: Re-entering the No Heaven Realm
Chapter 326: Re-entering the No Heaven Realm
As cultivators from the Mystic Spirit Realm gathered like clouds around the floating vessel, Lv Yang’s expression remained icy rather than relieved.
So my guess was right. What beasts!
The Holy Sect had actually used him as bait! No—I spit on them—what Holy Sect? It was the Jiangbei Demonic Sect all along! How could he cultivate alongside such ruthless fiends?
For the first time, Lv Yang doubted even the Sword Pavilion. He’d witnessed the Sword Pavilion’s eccentricities from the Qi Refining to Foundation Building stages. True, Dangmotrue Man seemed honorable, but appearances could deceive. What if he, too, betrayed him?
No. I must enter the No Heaven Realm!
Though his physical body would be defenseless during the realm’s spiritual immersion, Lv Yang could use his Golden String Puppet to bypass this vulnerability. He wasn’t rash—others had already broken through the First Tribulation before him, and the No Heaven Realm’s impending public opening had leaked enough intelligence.
The Second Tribulation’s mysteries are no longer a mystery to me. I can do this.
With determination, he sank his consciousness into his Spirit Sea and began channeling the Grand Emptiness Sacrificial Rite Supreme Method, reaching toward the fathomless No Heaven Realm.
Above the sky, Minghuaheavenly Immortal stood with folded arms. His gaze locked onto Dangmotrue Man first, then relaxed.
Only one!
On the vessel, only Dangmotrue Man had reached Foundation Building Perfection. Ye Guyue (Solitary Moon) and Ye Xingfeng were mere Foundation Building Mid-Stage cultivators. The Yun Clan Patriarch and others—though numbering a dozen—were Early Foundation Building weaklings. Compared to his side’s forces (one Heavenly Immortal, three Earth Immortals, seven Human Immortals), the advantage was clear.
Victory is ours.
Minghuaheavenly Immortal steadied himself. “Cultivator, surrender Yu Shao and the Divine Muscle, and we’ll part ways peacefully.”
A Foundation Building Perfection expert’s desperation was unpredictable, so he’d rather avoid conflict.
But Dangmotrue Man’s reply was a pitying stare.
“Return now, while you still can.”
Minghuaheavenly Immortal blinked. Naturally, he knew the stakes—this world’s thirty Fruit Positions were legendary. Yet he’d brought a Supreme Sovereign to obscure the Heavenly Mechanism. They would strike swiftly and vanish before anyone noticed.
This logic is flawless. What’s his point?
The Heavenly Immortal’s patience thinned. “Then you prefer force?”
“Activate the formation!”
The sky erupted. Clouds morphed into a crimson wasteland, a blazing sun overhead. Heat surged like a furnace, draining spiritual power rapidly.
The Solar Patrol Formation is complete!
The formation, paired with a Mystic Spirit Realm treasure, could scorch mountains and seas. Yet the vessel’s occupants remained eerily calm—even the Early Foundation Building cultivators seemed amused.
“Senior?” Ye Guyue glanced at Dangmotrue Man, surprised by his furrowed brow. “Do these outsiders threaten you?”
Dangmotrue Man shook his head. “This formation disrupts cosmic harmony. The sun’s wrath will slaughter innocents below.”
Ye Guyue sighed. “Must you spare the mortal realm again? Even if you care, defeating them swiftly spares more lives.”
“I understand.” Dangmotrue Man hesitated, then decided, “We’ll retreat higher.”
Higher combat meant less collateral damage.
He raised two fingers skyward, voice booming like thunder. No sword drawn, yet visions of jade palaces and pavilions materialized behind him.
“Clashing over words values righteousness above all. Hence, nothing surpasses righteousness.”
Golden radiance erupted. The formation’s divine consciousness shattered instantly. Minghuaheavenly Immortal staggered, vision flooded by a boundless realm—
The Virtuous Fortune Realm!
What is this?!
By the time his senses returned, the battlefield had ascended. No longer besieging Dangmotrue Man, they were now trapped within his realm.
Inside the vessel’s meditation chamber, Lv Yang sat cross-legged. His soul projected outward while his Golden String Puppet monitored the battle.
Why haven’t they clashed yet?
Dangmotrue Man’s restraint puzzled him. But before he could ponder, a Fortune Ground light enveloped his sealed cultivation chamber.
He’ll kill me!
Tension gripped him—I knew Sword Pavilion had no saints!
But the light didn’t shatter his sanctuary. Instead, it cocooned the chamber protectively.
He’s… shielding me? Guarding everyone?
As more lights shielded the vessel’s occupants, Lv Yang’s skepticism faltered.
No matter his intent, this is my chance.
Acquiring the second Tai Xu Divine Ability would briefly restore his Great True Sovereign might.
Self-reliance first.
He plunged his consciousness into the No Heaven Realm.
Disorientation struck instantly. Emotions surged like floods, clouding his Spirit Sea.
Who am I? Where am I?
Gradually, clarity returned. His eyes sharpened.
“I am the Primordial True Man.”
“I am Mu Changsheng.”
(End of Chapter)
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