Chapter 510: Taking Action

The Lord of Cangyong cast his gaze upon the distant spatial teleportation array outside the Eastern Domain City. Instantly, countless streams of gray energy manifested out of thin air, coiling around the soldiers guarding the array. The soldiers, gripped with terror, found themselves utterly unable to resist. Simultaneously, the gray energy seeped into the teleportation array, excavating one of its foundational cores.

“The teleportation array is temporarily disabled,” the Lord of Cangyong declared. With a single step, he traversed the vast distance and appeared high above the Eastern Domain City.

The Eastern Domain City was encircled by a winding river stretching trillions of miles, resembling a protective ribbon around the city.

The Lord of Cangyong surveyed it all.

At the same time, countless gray energy streams emerged in all directions beyond the colossal Eastern Domain City, faintly forming an immensely vast and intricate formation. The Lord of Cangyong then hurled two formation disks, which pierced through space and appeared at two different locations around the city, serving as the formation’s keystones. The power of the formation surged dramatically.

“Even if the Lord of Anhai arrives, this formation can stall him for a while,” the Lord of Cangyong mused with extreme caution. He had prepared these formation disks well in advance.

As a Fourth Heaven World God, the Lord of Cangyong’s World God Domain was unimaginably vast—far larger than the entire Eastern Domain City. The countless deities within the city remained oblivious. Even the guards of the teleportation array, now trapped and bound, had their divine hearts sealed, rendering them incapable of reporting the situation. Thus, despite the terrifying sealing formation now enveloping the vast starry skies outside the city, life within the Eastern Domain City continued as usual.

At the Inspector’s estate, Yu Jingqiu, clad in deep blue robes, stood by the edge of a great lake, brewing fruit wine. The fragrant aroma of the wine wafted from the spout of the kettle. Many of the estate’s guards and attendants whispered among themselves—their “Madam” seemed to rarely engage in secluded cultivation.

“Madam is truly something. Doesn’t she wish to become a World God at all? A deity’s lifespan is too short; she won’t be able to accompany His Highness for long,” they murmured, though none dared voice such thoughts aloud.

Dongbo Xueying had once questioned her, but Yu Jingqiu had brushed it off, claiming that her true self in her homeland was diligently cultivating while this incarnation was experiencing the world—balancing tension and relaxation in her training. Dongbo Xueying had indeed noticed that his wife wasn’t lying; her true self often cultivated under time acceleration. But why was this incarnation so lax? Could such relaxation truly aid her cultivation?

From what Dongbo Xueying knew, cultivators usually only turned to worldly experiences when they hit bottlenecks, finding further secluded cultivation useless. But Jingqiu was merely a deity—far from any bottleneck.

“Hmm?” Yu Jingqiu suddenly looked up toward the distant sky, her gentle eyes turning cold. “The Lord of Cangyong? He’s here… and setting up a formation! Xueying merely destroyed one of his subordinate’s incarnations—hardly a true killing—yet he still refuses to let this go?”

The Lord of Cangyong had erected a vast sealing formation around the Eastern Domain City, barring any outsiders from entering without overcoming its barriers.

“Now then, Dongbo Xueying,” the Lord of Cangyong muttered, preparing to strike.

“Cangyong!”

A cold voice rang out.

Startled, the Lord of Cangyong saw a brilliant white streak of light soaring from the city below, rising into the sky to face him from afar. It was a silver-haired woman in white robes, wearing a silver mask. Her long, silvery hair cascaded down, nearly reaching her heels, and an astonishingly frigid aura radiated from her.

“What?” The Lord of Cangyong frowned, perplexed. “A deity? How can she only be a deity?”

The speed at which she had ascended and the faint sense of threat she exuded suggested she was a Fourth Heaven World God. Yet her aura unmistakably marked her as a mere deity.

“Who are you?” the Lord of Cangyong demanded. He believed he knew all Fourth Heaven World Gods in the Divine Realm, yet he couldn’t place her.

“Cangyong, you sent your subordinate to assassinate Dongbo Xueying’s guard captain. Now that your subordinate lost just one incarnation, you come in person?” The silver-haired woman stood in the sky as an immense coldness spread across the space above the Eastern Domain City, spanning hundreds of billions of miles. The air visibly froze, and even the Lord of Cangyong felt the biting chill seep into his bones.

The entire region was encased in ice.

The silver-haired woman, as if the sovereign of this frozen domain, gazed at him. “I advise you to leave.”

“Advise me? With just this deity-level incarnation? You haven’t even elevated it to World God status, yet you think you can stop me?” The Lord of Cangyong’s body suddenly expanded, towering into a colossal form—though still dwarfed by the Eastern Domain City, it was far larger than the capital of an ordinary starfield. Savage bone spikes protruded from his massive frame.

“Get out of my way!” The Lord of Cangyong swung a massive hand toward her, his fingers curling like claws.

“Hmph.”

The silver-haired woman remained unmoved. As the titanic hand descended, countless icy sword lights erupted from her body—some ferocious, others gentle and winding. The sword lights clashed against the colossal hand in a thunderous collision, forcing the towering Lord of Cangyong to stagger back a step. Many of the sword lights shattered in the process.

“So it’s you, Your Highness. They said you were dead, yet not only do you live, but you’ve also broken through to the Fourth Heaven! How bold of you to show yourself!” The Lord of Cangyong yanked two bone spikes from his back and charged forward with wild fury. “A newly ascended Fourth Heaven World God, without a Bloodforged Divine Weapon or a World God Domain—do you truly believe you can hinder me?”

Boom!

The Lord of Cangyong held nothing back in his pursuit of the ancient relic’s treasures. The sky trembled as his twin bone spikes unleashed terrifying force.

“Stopping you won’t be a problem. And the Lord of Anhai will arrive soon,” the silver-haired woman said coldly.

“His arrival won’t matter. As for you—you cannot stop me!” The Lord of Cangyong roared with savagery. With the sealing formation in place, breaking through would not be easy.

Beneath the Inspector’s estate, in an underground hall, time rewound to the moment Dongbo Xueying examined the black sphere.

“What is this artifact for?” Dongbo Xueying probed with his consciousness, meticulously studying the black sphere. Though he couldn’t immediately decipher its purpose, when he channeled his World God Power into it, the uneven patterns on its surface began to glow. Countless luminous lines projected into the surrounding void, forming an incredibly profound and intricate three-dimensional diagram.

“This is…”

Staring at the arcane diagram, Dongbo Xueying was stunned. Unlike his earlier superficial observations, witnessing the fully projected diagram firsthand left him awestruck.

It was too complex, too profound—an unimaginable convergence of laws and mysteries.

As a cultivator, Dongbo Xueying instinctively immersed himself in it, absorbing and comprehending its truths.

And then, naturally…

“Boom.”

A mysterious spherical phantom manifested behind him—seemingly vast yet infinitesimal, defying spatial and temporal definitions. It was the origin and terminus of all laws, the beginning and end of all existence.

Dongbo Xueying opened his eyes, the phantom of the “Pole” sphere still hovering behind him.

“I haven’t unraveled the artifact’s secrets, but it triggered my breakthrough—I’ve comprehended the Pole Divine Heart,” he murmured with a smile. “At last, I’ve reached the Third Heaven World God realm, faster than I anticipated!”