Chapter 1101: Has the Snow Eagle Returned?

*Whoosh!*

Dongbo Xueying instantly exited the Donglin Sacred Realm, emerging into the vast chaos void. His aura of killing intent had grown even denser, and his heart burned with an uncontrollable fury and urgency.

In the war against the Sacred Master, he had long been mentally prepared for the countless deaths and destruction. After all, the original Primal Ancient Sacred World, along with the subsequent large-scale wars, had all suffered devastating casualties—each and every one of them instigated by the Sacred Master. His Ancient Sacred Sect commanded absolute loyalty from countless cultivators, down to their very souls. With a single order, his followers would throw their lives away without hesitation.

**”For his own sake, he would shatter the entire Primal Ancient Sacred World, slaughter an entire sacred realm… He doesn’t care how many lives are lost. Utterly selfish to the extreme.”** Dongbo Xueying understood that the Sacred Master, for the sake of his own ‘Path,’ would not hesitate to sacrifice every life in the chaos void.

**”Right now, he desperately wants the ‘World Piercer Teleportation Art.'”**

**”That’s why he hasn’t killed Jingqiu and the others yet—he still clings to hope. If I want to save them, I only have one chance.”** Dongbo Xueying knew all too well how difficult a rescue would be.

This was the **Ancient Sacred World**—the very heart of the Sacred Master’s power, guarded by his **Ancient Sacred Avatar**. To this day, no one dared to challenge him there. (Dongbo Xueying was unaware of Stone Golem’s past confrontation with the Sacred Master.)

The Sacred Master’s true body was also present. Since he didn’t know Dongbo Xueying’s methods, the first attempt might succeed. But once he became aware and took precautions, the chances of rescuing anyone would plummet.

**”I must succeed.”**

**”First, I need to find out where Jingqiu is imprisoned.”** Dongbo Xueying’s thoughts raced.

—

Though the deliberation seemed slow, at Dongbo Xueying’s level, his mind processed information at an unimaginable speed. In an instant, he had formulated a plan.

Leaving the Donglin Sacred Realm, he took a single step and arrived at the distant **Nineclouds Continent**.

Nineclouds Continent was the largest fragment of the original Primal Ancient Sacred World after its destruction—second only to the Ancient Sacred World itself. Countless beings thrived here, and the **Cosmos God ‘Chunyi, the Law Ancestor’** lived in seclusion within its borders. It was also a crucial territory for both the Ancient Sacred Sect and the Mothergod Sect’s missionary efforts, with the Ancient Sacred Sect stationing a **Chaos Realm expert** to oversee operations.

**”Nineclouds Continent.”**

Dongbo Xueying stood in the chaos void, gazing at the boundless land below.

He had visited before and was familiar with its general power structure, including the secluded abode of **Chunyi, the Law Ancestor**.

**”Hmm.”**

An imperceptible spatial ripple instantly spread across the regions under the Ancient Sacred Sect’s control.

**”Indeed, Chunyi isn’t here.”** Dongbo Xueying nodded slightly. Probing through the essence of the void, even Chunyi would struggle to detect him. He dared not directly cast his **Illusory Realm of the Void**—if it accidentally affected Chunyi, his current mastery was insufficient to subdue the Law Ancestor.

**”Too risky. It would expose me immediately.”**

Chunyi, the Law Ancestor, remained neutral in the war—supporting neither the faction of the **Ancestor Witch, Ancestor World, Blade Emperor, and Swordmaster**, nor the two great sects. Dongbo Xueying had no trust in him.

**”The Ancient Sacred Sect only stationed one Chaos Realm expert here? ‘Sage Cangfu’? A member of the Ancient Cultivator lineage… and one with clones, no less.”** Dongbo Xueying immediately recognized him.

After all, his time in the Heart Realm Continent had only spanned a few billion years. The roster of powerhouses in the chaos void hadn’t changed much. **Sage Cangfu** wasn’t overwhelmingly strong—only around the **8th level of the Chaos Realm**—but his Ancient Cultivator talent granted him **seven clones**. Such abilities were innate; envy was pointless.

**”The Sacred Master attacked the Voidsky Palace and even went mad enough to annihilate the entire Sevenstar Sea Sacred World. The conflict between both sides must be intensifying. Nineclouds Continent, teeming with life, is too important for missionary work to abandon. So they sent someone with clones—even if assassinated, a new one can be dispatched?”** Dongbo Xueying smirked coldly.

Chaos Realm experts with clones were a headache even for most **Cosmos Gods**. Killing them was futile—they could simply cultivate new clones endlessly. Even the Sacred Master had failed to permanently eliminate the **Crimsonbrow Mountain Lord** in the past.

**”Too bad for him… he met me.”** A frosty glint flashed in Dongbo Xueying’s eyes.

Before leaving for the Heart Realm Continent, he had already been the **supreme master of the Illusory Realm of the Void** in the chaos void. Back then, some Chaos Realm experts with extraordinary soul defenses could resist him.

But now, as a **Cosmos God**, the potency of his techniques had reached an entirely new level. Only a handful of **9th-level Chaos Realm** experts—perhaps two or three—could withstand it. The rest, especially those at the 7th or 8th level, stood no chance.

—

**Nineclouds Continent.**

By a tranquil lakeside, a black-robed, bald elder sat cross-legged, his aura of darkness permeating the surroundings. This was **Sage Cangfu**, the Ancient Sacred Sect’s overseer of Nineclouds Continent.

*Whoosh.*

A gray-robed figure descended from the sky, bowing respectfully. **”Sage.”**

**”Hmm?”** Sage Cangfu opened his eyes. **”Mission accomplished?”**

**”N-No… We’ve exhausted all efforts,”** the gray-robed man stammered. **”Ever since the Sevenstar Sea Sacred World was destroyed, the experts from Donglin and Wanggu Sacred Realms have grown even more ruthless in their competition with us on Nineclouds Continent—”**

**”Enough. No excuses.”** Sage Cangfu’s voice was indifferent. **”Failure means incompetence. Return to the Ancient Sacred World.”**

**”Yes.”** The gray-robed man trembled.

Failure meant punishment.

Once the subordinate departed, Sage Cangfu frowned. **”The Donglin and Wanggu factions, driven to desperation by the Sacred Master, are growing more reckless?”** He had already been slain once before, but a new clone had swiftly taken his place.

**”Hmph. They stand no chance against the Sacred Master.”** A faint smirk curled on Sage Cangfu’s lips. His faith in the Sacred Master was absolute.

Then—

*Buzz.*

The **Illusory Realm of the Void** descended.

Sage Cangfu’s body shuddered slightly as his consciousness was dragged into the illusion. Yet, his physical form stood up mechanically, soaring into the sky before vanishing with a **spatial teleportation**.

**”Sage?”** The servants by the lake watched in confusion but dared not question their master’s abrupt departure.

—

In the void beyond Nineclouds Continent, Sage Cangfu reappeared before Dongbo Xueying. With a wave of his hand, Dongbo Xueying activated the **Five-Phase Sealing Art**, and both figures disappeared without a trace.

**Time was of the essence.** He needed to extract every detail about the **Ancient Sacred World**—and most crucially, the location of his imprisoned wife and comrades.

—

**Meanwhile…**

In the **Voidsky Palace** of the Donglin Sacred Realm, within the courtyard of the **Heavenwater Hall**, the drunken **Hall Master Heavenwater** had long since sobered up.

**”Brother Dongbo? How could it be him?”**

**”How could he have faked his death before the Sacred Master? Even his avatar disintegrated back then.”** Hall Master Heavenwater struggled to believe it. While altering one’s appearance was trivial for cultivators, he couldn’t fathom why anyone would impersonate the long-dead Dongbo Xueying. **”But in the entire chaos void, how many possess such mastery over illusions? If it’s an imposter, why choose someone already dead?”**

Though baffled, he wasted no time. He immediately set off to seek an audience with **Patriarch Tianyu**.

Soon…

**”Hall Master Heavenwater, what brings you here?”** The hunched Patriarch Tianyu regarded him with weary eyes.

The recent devastation of the Voidsky Palace weighed heavily on the patriarch’s heart. The loss of so many disciples, the imprisonment of two hall masters and Yu Jingqiu—all while he stood powerless.

**”Even if the entire Voidsky Palace were to fall, the ‘World Piercer Teleportation Art’ must never fall into the Sacred Master’s hands.”** The patriarch’s guilt gnawed at him. **”Blame my weakness. Xueying… I promised to protect your family, but…”**

No matter the pain, no matter the regret—some lines could not be crossed.

**”Patriarch,”** Hall Master Heavenwater hesitated, **”something unbelievable happened. Just moments ago, I was ensnared in an illusion.”**

**”An illusion?”** Patriarch Tianyu’s expression shifted.

**”The caster didn’t harm me,”** Hall Master Heavenwater admitted, perplexed. **”Then… he removed his disguise, taking on the appearance of Brother Dongbo Xueying. He claimed to be him—and said you would understand.”**

Patriarch Tianyu froze.

Yu Jingqiu had long since informed him of the **Heart Realm Token** and Dongbo Xueying’s eventual return.

**”Xueying… has returned?”** A surge of hope and suspicion warred within the patriarch’s heart.