Chapter 629: Ambush Against Dongbo Xueying

“Venerable Guardian,” the tusked giant murmured softly.

Yet his voice swiftly echoed through a silent, hidden chamber. Within this chamber sat a beast resembling an ape, seated in a posture akin to a human. It had golden fur and a serene expression. Upon hearing the voice of the sect master, it opened its eyes—golden eyes filled with nothing but devotion and benevolence.

The golden-furred ape rose to its feet, and the chamber door opened automatically.

*Whoosh.*

With a single step, it traversed vast distances, arriving before the towering bronze gates of the grand hall. The gates rumbled open of their own accord.

Still slightly hunched like a beast, the golden-furred ape strode inside, and the bronze gates closed once more.

“Sect Master,” the ape said, seating itself cross-legged.

“Venerable Guardian, there is a matter that requires your intervention,” the tusked giant said.

“Speak, Sect Master,” the ape replied gently.

The tusked giant continued, “In this cultivator’s universe, there is one named Dongbo Xueying. Previously, he slew the true form of Bamboo Sage and seized many of the rare materials we require. Though he is only a Four-Heavens World God, his strength approaches that of a Paragon. His defenses are extraordinary—even the full-force strike of a top-tier Paragon in this universe can barely harm him. It is precisely because of his resilience that I must trouble you to act.”

“Understood,” the golden-furred ape nodded. “Are you certain he carries those materials with him?”

“That cannot be confirmed. However, those materials are of great importance to us. To the powerful beings of this universe, they are of little value—at most, they might use them to forge external artifacts. Thus, Dongbo Xueying likely does not place much importance on them.”

Indeed.

To Dongbo Xueying, these materials were far less valuable than a single True Divine Artifact.

Yet to the sect master, their worth surpassed even that of True Divine Artifacts. The problem was that they were outsiders, unable to openly gather such resources. Without karmic threads, they were easily exposed as anomalies.

“His master is the Bloodblade Divine Emperor. If we act, the Divine Emperor may intervene swiftly,” the tusked giant said. “Fortunately, Dongbo Xueying has already left the Bloodblade Divine Court’s territory. Judging by the direction of his spatial passage, he is likely heading toward the Moon Star. You must intercept and eliminate him before he arrives. Once he is slain, retrieve the treasures and depart immediately.”

“As you command,” the golden-furred ape replied. In its homeland, among the Guardian-class experts, it ranked within the top three—comparable to figures like Qing Jun and the Nirvana Emperor in this universe.

“Exert your full strength. Speed is of the essence. You know how crucial these materials are to us,” the tusked giant said. “I will keep you updated on Dongbo Xueying’s location. Go now.”

The golden-furred ape bowed respectfully before rising and departing.

Within the spatial passage, Dongbo Xueying soared forward at high speed, surrounded by dazzling, distorted streams of light.

“The Moon Star,” Dongbo Xueying mused with anticipation. “I’ve visited the Solar Star before. I wonder what wonders the Moon Star holds.”

Though records existed, firsthand experience was always more profound.

Both the Moon Star and the Solar Star were hostile to life, but their natures differed. The Solar Star was violent, destructive, yet paradoxically harbored life-giving energy at its core.

The Moon Star was different. Its lethality was less overt but far more insidious. The deeper one ventured, the more deceptive its cold became. One might believe their body could endure, only to find themselves frozen into a lifeless sculpture, their divine heart extinguished without warning. On the Solar Star, retreat was simple when overwhelmed. On the Moon Star, caution was paramount.

“Hmm?”

Dongbo Xueying suddenly sensed a disturbance in the surrounding space-time.

“What is this?” He stared ahead in astonishment as a blinding golden light abruptly manifested before him. Straining his eyes, he barely discerned a shadowy figure within the radiance. Then, the figure raised its hand—and in that instant, the palm blazed with light while the rest of its form dimmed.

“An ape?” Dongbo Xueying finally saw clearly.

It was a golden-furred ape, exuding an aura of benevolence. Yet as its massive, fur-covered palm descended, it expanded rapidly, transforming in an instant into a colossal landmass. The palm seemed boundless, each strand of fur like a towering tree. Space itself solidified around it, freezing even the flow of energy.

Dongbo Xueying’s expression darkened.

His alarm was not due to the absence of karmic threads—after leaving the Bloodblade Divine Court’s territory, he had prepared for potential attacks from the Mother Goddess Sect.

What truly shocked him was the sheer terror of that descending palm.

The overwhelming might of that furry, gargantuan hand surpassed even the pressure he had felt from Qing Jun. It rivaled the oppressive presence of the Bloodblade Divine Emperor, the Temporal Island Lord, and the Abyssal Progenitor—the very rulers of this universe.

Of course, when Qing Jun, the Divine Emperor, and others had met him, they had not unleashed their full auras. This was different.

This strike was *too* powerful. So powerful that Dongbo Xueying’s very soul trembled with instinctive fear.

He had not feared Bai Junwang’s sword.

But this palm filled him with dread.

The pressure it exuded far exceeded that of the sword. A premonition struck him—even with the protection of his Annihilation Extreme Armor, a direct hit would reduce him to dust, annihilating both body and soul.

“Is this the strength of the Mother Goddess Sect? Sending just one expert of this caliber?” Dongbo Xueying was stunned. His master, the Bloodblade Divine Emperor, and others had dismissed the sect as “fools” and “idiots.” Yet the one sent to deal with him was already this formidable.

The furry palm loomed closer, its massive fingers now like celestial pillars. It filled the entirety of his perception—no matter how he tried to evade, there was no escape.

Dongbo Xueying gazed upward, awed by the sheer terror of such power.

“Impressive,” he murmured.

At the same time, he gripped a talisman in his hand—one that led to the Primordial Origin.

With a single thought—

*Whoosh.*

He vanished, completely disappearing from that space-time.

Though the sequence seemed drawn out, it happened in an instant.

The golden-furred ape appeared and struck in one motion. Dongbo Xueying, without hesitation, activated the talisman to flee. Before departing, he sent a message to his master:

*”Master, an enemy has attacked, seeking to kill me. A golden-furred ape, devoid of karmic threads. Likely a Mother Goddess Sect expert.”*