In the residence of Dongbo Xueying, atop a towering pavilion a hundred zhang high.
Seated alone in meditation, a case before him held a jug of his favorite fine wine. Dressed in white robes, Dongbo Xueying frowned slightly as his gaze swept past the railing, surveying the vast expanse of Junshan City.
“Among the many spatial traversal techniques, only the Great Void Piercing Teleportation holds any hope of being executed in this world,” Dongbo Xueying mused silently.
Guided by the ancient tome *Sundering Heaven’s Void Sword Art*, Dongbo Xueying had naturally gained a swifter understanding of this world’s Void Path laws. After over two thousand years of contemplation, his various Void Path techniques had universally reached the ‘peak Divine Monarch’ level! Even his Hunyuan Body Refinement had once again attained the pinnacle of Divine Monarch strength.
Yet, spatial traversal remained beyond his grasp.
“This world is too tyrannical, suppressing everything. The void itself feels as though it has solidified, making instantaneous movement impossible,” Dongbo Xueying thought, shaking his head inwardly. If the previous Source World was akin to flowing water, where ripples allowed effortless traversal, then the void of this world was like frozen ice, utterly immobilized under suppression.
Instantaneous movement? A mere dream.
“Void Piercing Teleportation is also ineffective.” Dongbo Xueying could perceive the essence of the void—the countless black mist sphere particles. When he attempted to peer through their apertures, he found only terrifying golden lightning on the other side.
The chaotic, violent golden lightning annihilated everything. The moment his consciousness probed the apertures of the black mist spheres and glimpsed the golden lightning beyond, it was instantly obliterated.
Too terrifying.
Not even Void Piercing Teleportation’s scrying was possible, let alone opening a ‘Void Piercing Passage.’
“Void Shift? The void is so solidified, it cannot be moved.”
“Even techniques like the Crimson Cloud Domain, which twist the void, are utterly useless.”
Dongbo Xueying sighed inwardly.
Instantaneous movement, Void Shift, void twisting, Void Piercing Teleportation… In this world, none of these held even the slightest promise.
This was why, despite the abundance of powerful beings in this Divine Realm, only a handful of legendary figures could perform spatial traversal.
“What they employ must be akin to the ‘Great Void Piercing Teleportation,'” Dongbo Xueying speculated.
Theoretically, the Great Void Piercing Teleportation was achievable.
As the pinnacle of traversal techniques, it was originally designed to forcibly open an extremely fine passage from one Source World, traversing the boundless Hunyuan Space to reach another.
“Though this world, called the ‘Divine Realm,’ exerts immense spatial suppression, it is only comparable to the suppression of Hunyuan Space. If I can traverse Hunyuan Space, I can do the same here!” Dongbo Xueying thought. “The only issue is… many of the principles and mysteries originally employed in the ‘Great Void Piercing Teleportation’ are rejected by this world.”
“Adaptation is necessary.”
“Using this world’s Void Path mysteries as the foundation, I must recreate a new Great Void Piercing Teleportation.”
Dongbo Xueying frowned.
This was no simple task…
In other Source Worlds, the Void Path laws were complete. But this world was chaotic and fragmented—its very rules were incomplete! Even its ascendants believed that ‘the Dao is inherently flawed’ was the supreme truth of existence.
“To create a Great Void Piercing Teleportation using an incomplete Dao…”
“Now that is a true challenge.” Dongbo Xueying focused on his deductions. After all, he had mastered the Great Void Piercing Teleportation at the second level of Cosmic Deity, and after reaching the Ultimate realm, he had refined it further, even enabling group traversal through Hunyuan Space. Now, in this world, he was confident he could devise a rudimentary version.
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While Dongbo Xueying was refining his Great Void Piercing Teleportation, the Yufeng Clan received dire news.
In an opulent hall.
Yufeng Junshan sat at the head, flanked by Yufeng Lei, Steward Tong, and the three Yufeng Clan elders—the core leadership of the clan.
“Jin’er has sent word from Eastwood City,” Yufeng Junshan announced, his voice steady.
“What did Second Brother say?” Yufeng Lei pressed urgently. The others tensed as well. The Divine Realm was vast, and after over two thousand years of arduous travel by ship, the delegation led by Yufeng Jin had finally reached Eastwood City. There, they spent over a century currying favor, offering gifts, and even proposing a marriage alliance—Yufeng Qingyin to the Ninth Young Master of Eastwood City. Yet, all previous reports had been unfavorable.
“It failed,” Yufeng Junshan said calmly, though the suppressed fury and frustration beneath his tone were palpable.
“Failed?”
“This…”
The atmosphere in the hall grew heavy.
Though they had anticipated this outcome given the earlier reports, the final confirmation still struck them like a blow.
“All those treasures we sent the Yufeng Clan—gone for nothing?” A red-haired elder roared in frustration.
“Do you truly believe those greedy Eastwood City elites would return them? Hmph, Eastwood City…” Yufeng Junshan’s eyes glinted coldly. They had lavished gifts on Eastwood’s influential figures to push the matter, yet it had all been in vain. The treasures were lost.
“Master,” Steward Tong interjected, frowning, “could Second Young Master not persist? Is there truly no hope left?”
“Jin’er reports that the old fiend Mo Xin has pledged allegiance to the Valley Master of Willow Vale,” Yufeng Junshan stated. “Why would Eastwood City risk offending the Valley Master for the sake of our Junshan City?”
Yufeng Lei, Steward Tong, and the three elders froze.
The Valley Master of Willow Vale?
Willow Vale…
In the Divine Realm, there existed many innate Hunyuan lifeforms, and the Valley Master of Willow Vale ranked among the top three. His true form was a towering, ancient tree known as the ‘Willow of Suppression.’ His body alone was impervious to the combined assaults of multiple Divine Emperors. His might commanded respect even from the three royal clans, who dared not slight him.
Only the legendary three Hunyuan Progenitors who created this world could possibly destroy him.
An existence like the Valley Master of Willow Vale stood at an untouchable height.
Even if Yufeng Junshan, lord of Junshan City, sought to submit to him, the Valley Master would likely disdain him!
The master of the Mo Xin Society, having recently grown in power, ranked within the top thousand of the Divine Emperor Ranking compiled by the Tianxin Clan—a formidable figure in the Divine Realm. Only by actively submitting was he accepted under the Valley Master’s wing. Due to his arboreal nature, the Valley Master rarely appeared or acted outside his domain, yet he held the twelfth position on the Divine Emperor Ranking.
The top thirty on the Divine Emperor Ranking were all beings of unimaginable strength.
“Even if they helped us suppress that Mo Xin Society master, would such a trivial matter truly provoke the Valley Master, a being of legend?” one elder protested.
“With sufficient temptation, the Eastwood City Lord might have been willing,” Yufeng Junshan said coolly. “But mere treasures and a marriage alliance with the Ninth Young Master… Such paltry offerings held little weight even for the Ninth Young Master, let alone the City Lord.”
The Ninth Young Master of Eastwood City was a notorious libertine.
Women were but fleeting pleasures to him.
During his travels to Junshan City, he had taken a fleeting interest in Yufeng Qingyin but refrained from pressing the matter, not wishing to provoke Yufeng Junshan. Clearly, while obtaining her would have pleased him, her absence was of no consequence.
“With Mo Xin now under the Valley Master’s protection, who can aid us?” Steward Tong murmured.
“Then let us flee! Abandon Junshan City,” an elder urged.
“Flee?” Yufeng Lei sneered. “Our weaker clansmen might survive in other cities, but the rest of us? That old fiend Mo Xin will hunt us down one by one.”
—
That same day.
In the gardens, Yufeng Qingyin received the news.
“Third Sister, there is no hope from Eastwood City,” Yufeng Lei told her solemnly.
Yufeng Qingyin froze. “But Second Brother has been there for so long, trying everything…” Though reluctant, she had been willing to sacrifice herself for the clan’s survival. Without a powerful patron, the Yufeng Clan would be annihilated—and she, as a direct descendant, would not escape unscathed.
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