Dongbo Xueying attempted to sense the black feather, but his consciousness found only a blur when he tried to penetrate it. In the end, he had to rely on his physical eyes. Thanks to the *Annihilation Extreme Profound Body*, his physique had been refined to an incredibly formidable state, and his vision had become almost unimaginably sharp. Even a grain of sand, under his scrutiny, could appear as vast as a celestial body. Now, with a body far surpassing that of an ordinary True God, his eyes could deliberately observe down to the particle level.
Under his gaze, the black feather rapidly expanded in his vision, transforming into an immense landmass of black feathers.
This vast continent was composed of countless black tubular structures—innumerable fine tubes forming a colossal land. Dongbo Xueying’s vision continued to penetrate deeper, delving into the fine tubes…
“Whoosh…” Inside the tubes were void passages leading to other regions. Within these void channels, faintly discernible patterns swirled, resembling the runes on the tokens that led to the Primordial Land. However, since his eyes were observing the interior of the void tubes—billions upon billions of times smaller than the feather itself—even Dongbo Xueying’s vision began to blur. The patterns appeared indistinct, barely discernible.
Dongbo Xueying was somewhat surprised but continued exploring other tubes. Each one contained a void passage.
“This single feather is like an entire vast world, housing countless void tube passages within. And each passage is extraordinary.” His gaze gradually withdrew, taking in the entirety of the black feather continent. The countless densely packed tubes formed an incredibly stable landmass.
The intricate arrangement of the black tubes was a masterpiece of perfection—an aesthetic that transcended formations, embodying the beauty of nature itself.
“Unfathomable.”
“Profound beyond compare.” A spark of insight flickered in Dongbo Xueying’s mind. Though the void passages within the tubes were too indistinct for him to comprehend, the overall structure of the black feather was far more flawless than the particle arrangement of his *Annihilation Extreme Profound Body*. It stirred something within him.
“Xueying, Xueying.” Yu Jingqiu called from beside him.
Dongbo Xueying snapped out of his reverie and stored the black feather away. “Fifth Uncle’s gift is truly unique,” he remarked.
“How special can a single feather be?” Yu Jingqiu asked, puzzled.
“I’ll let you examine it closely after the banquet,” Dongbo Xueying replied with a smile. He felt that with enough time to meditate on it, he could derive profound techniques from the black feather.
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After the arrival of Uncle Blackbird, no other mighty figures made an appearance.
Dongbo Xueying moved about, engaging in casual conversation with various great beings. Once the banquet preparations were complete, the feast officially commenced.
The *Manor-Opening Banquet* was never really about food and drink—it was an opportunity for mighty figures to gather and socialize. Those who were previously unfamiliar naturally grew acquainted after exchanging toasts and casual chatter.
A total of sixty-eight mighty figures attended the banquet.
Seating arrangements were relaxed, scattered throughout the garden in small groups, with no distinctions of rank. However, like naturally gravitated toward like. Uncle Blackbird, Qing Jun, the Bamboo Mountain Palace Master, Huo Chuan the Venerable, Emperor Gu Zang, Dongbo Xueying, the North Hu Hall Master, and others clustered together. Dongbo Xueying found himself between two groups—on one side were the more formidable figures, while the other included familiar faces like Patriarch Redflame, Senior Brother Hui Ming, Yu Jingqiu, the Snowpeak Monarch, and the Anhai Palace Master.
Naturally, weaker World Gods were seated farther away—figures like the Seventh Plum Rain, Dongbo Yu, Dongbo Qingyao, and the White Sand City Lord. Being too close to the mighty figures would only make them uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, in the center of the garden, performances of song and dance entertained the guests.
“Senior Brother Gu Zang, I’ve heard you rarely emerge from seclusion. For you to attend my banquet today truly gladdens me. Let us share a drink,” Dongbo Xueying said.
Emperor Gu Zang was a fair-skinned, handsome youth, yet an aura of profound death clung to him. He raised his cup with a faint smile. “After the great kindness you’ve shown me, how could I not come?”
Huo Chuan the Venerable observed from the side, inwardly marveling. *”Gu Zang and Qing Jun don’t seem particularly close. Yet both are quite friendly with Dongbo Xueying. How odd.”*
Indeed, it was strange.
Though Emperor Gu Zang and Qing Jun were seated not far apart, they exchanged only a few brief words before lapsing into silence, their distance palpable.
*”I’ve never heard of any conflict between these two senior brothers.”* Dongbo Xueying felt the awkwardness keenly. He chose not to comment, instead focusing on entertaining both of them and his other friends.
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Elsewhere, Patriarch Jinxiao frowned as he glanced at Dongbo Xueying, who was laughing with Qing Jun, the Bamboo Mountain Palace Master, and Huo Chuan the Venerable. *”This Dongbo Xueying is actually on such good terms with those three! All of them rank within the top twenty of the Cosmic Deva Demonic Ranking. Qing Jun’s strength is unfathomable—he could crush me with a flip of his hand.”*
*”But my elder brother should be even stronger than Qing Jun. He’s been refining his cultivation method. Once he succeeds… hmph.”* Patriarch Jinxiao and Pang Yi were among the earliest beings born of the Divine Realm, nurtured by its essence like brothers. *”Though my brother has grown strangely temperamental lately.”*
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The banquet lasted three full days.
For mighty cultivators, three days passed in the blink of an eye. Casual conversations—such as discussions about ancient ruins—could stretch for hours. Only with ample time could they truly enjoy themselves. And as they talked, bonds naturally formed.
When the banquet concluded, figures like Uncle Blackbird—who had feasted from start to finish—departed immediately. Qing Jun, the Bamboo Mountain Palace Master, and others also began taking their leave. Dongbo Xueying personally saw them off, and soon more than half had departed.
“Senior Brother Hui Ming, Patriarch Redflame, let’s discuss our matters later. I must first speak with Patriarch Jinxiao,” Dongbo Xueying said.
“Very well,” Senior Brother Hui Ming nodded.
“Go deal with that Jinxiao Patriarch first. He’s not an easy one to handle,” Patriarch Redflame added. Now that they knew Yu Jingqiu’s true identity, they understood the enmity between Dongbo Xueying and Patriarch Jinxiao.
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In a secluded rear garden, only Dongbo Xueying and Patriarch Jinxiao remained. A wine flask warmed nearby as Dongbo Xueying poured a cup.
“Patriarch Jinxiao,” he began, “you spent hundreds of billions of years collecting the *Heart Sword Diagrams*, gathering all four fragments save the last. You even expended great effort breaking the seals of the ruins, only for my wife to obtain it in the end. I understand your fury. But you must also realize—my wife did nothing wrong. She merely ventured into obscure, ordinary danger zones out of curiosity and stumbled upon the fragment by sheer luck. Yet you hunted her relentlessly, sought to scour her soul, and forced her into reincarnation. Isn’t this simply bullying the weak?”
“What, do you seek vengeance for your wife?” Patriarch Jinxiao sneered.
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