Chapter 642: The End of the Abyss, Entering

Within the Spacetime Passage.

A Starfield Ark soared at high speed, its bow cutting through the dazzling, flowing radiance of the passage. Clad in black, Dongbo Xueying stood at the prow, his gaze fixed on the shimmering tunnel.

*”I’ve left the Material World, even ventured beyond the Bloodblade Divine Court’s territory. If the Ancestral Mother Cult has been watching me all this time, they must know by now,”* Dongbo Xueying mused silently. *”Will they dispatch another expert to test whether I can teleport away again? Or will they fear an ambush and hesitate to act?”*

Many possibilities swirled in his mind.

Yet Dongbo Xueying remained composed, even deliberately controlling the Starfield Ark to traverse spacetime at a leisurely pace.

After all, having now unlocked the Void Path, he could move far faster if he traveled through the Void World—his own domain. But since he was maintaining a disguise, even his speed had to be concealed. If his enemies sensed the causal ripples and noticed his unnatural swiftness, suspicions would inevitably arise.

*”The mighty ones wouldn’t waste their time scouring the River of Time just to track me down,”* Dongbo Xueying thought. Like him, most supreme experts rarely bothered observing others. *”For now, I remain hidden.”*

*”So I must be even more cautious in my deception.”*

*”And seize the chance to strike the Ancestral Mother Cult a devastating blow.”*

Dongbo Xueying harbored no mercy for the Ancestral Mother Cult.

They hailed from different universes, and the Ancestral Mother Cult had shown no restraint in their slaughter and plunder.

Whoosh—

The Starfield Ark continued its journey.

Dongbo Xueying’s figure flickered between illusion and reality, his gaze distant as he observed the vast Void World that enveloped both the normal realm and the spacetime passage. The Void World expanded outward from him in all directions, its reach defining the limits of his control.

*”After absorbing the Void Spirit Elixir, my True God Heart has undergone a profound transformation.”* He marveled at his own deduction speed, now over ten times faster than before.

Within his consciousness sea, the once-tiny version of himself had grown—from the size of an infant to that of a seven- or eight-year-old child. His True God Heart had clearly ascended to a far greater level.

After bidding farewell to his master, the Bloodblade Divine Emperor, he had first returned to the safest place—the Xia Clan World. There, he had devoted the Void Spirit Elixir entirely to his true form, the white-robed Dongbo Xueying. Consuming it strand by strand, he had absorbed ninety percent of the small vial over three days before reaching his limit. By then, his True God Heart had already undergone a monumental evolution.

Immediately after, he had dispersed the True God Heart of his avatar, splitting his true form’s heart in two—one for his original body, the other for his avatar.

With his mastery of the Void Path and a hundredfold acceleration in time, it took Dongbo Xueying only five days to restore both True God Hearts to their peak.

After this transformation, he couldn’t help but reflect: *”No wonder my senior brother Qing Jun is so peerless, able to rival a Paragon despite being a mere Sovereign. Aside from his monstrous innate talent, the Void Spirit Elixir must have played a crucial role.”*

He was certain of this, for he had personally experienced the elixir’s wonders.

A stronger True God Heart alone accelerated his cultivation and deduction speed tenfold. What once required a million years to deduce could now be achieved in a mere hundred thousand. And this was just one aspect—soul enhancement elevated his very life essence, benefiting him in countless ways.

Of course, cultivation still hinged on *comprehension*.

Without insight, no amount of deduction could break through a bottleneck.

And comprehension—shaped by life experiences, thoughts, temperament, and one’s perception of the world—evolved over time and trials.

Some cultivators might collapse under setbacks, while others suddenly awakened, advancing by leaps and bounds.

In his youth, Dongbo Xueying had been merely a talented mortal. Now, he stood at a staggering height.

*”Strange.”*

*”The Ancestral Mother Cult hasn’t ambushed me this entire journey?”* As the Starfield Ark emerged from the spacetime passage, Dongbo Xueying’s eyes fell upon the Abyss of Darkness ahead.

The Abyss of Darkness loomed in eternal gloom, cylindrical like an intestine, its layers of infernal worlds stacked upon one another.

Normally, reaching a specific layer of the Abyss required entering the first layer and descending step by step.

But this time, Dongbo Xueying sought the very source of the Abyss—its deepest, lowest depths, where the Six Paths Heavenly Wheel lay hidden.

Whoosh—

He teleported directly toward the Abyss’s terminus.

Only two points in the Abyss permitted direct teleportation: the very top and the very bottom. The lowest depths were a chaotic, distorted void, where weaker beings would be torn apart by the twisted space. Only with the detailed intelligence provided by his master did Dongbo Xueying know the method to safely approach the Six Paths Heavenly Wheel.

After all—

Ordinary True Gods had never even heard of the Six Paths Heavenly Wheel. Unlike the Lakeheart Island Master’s legacy, the Demon Ancestor’s creation had birthed the Abyss itself. Its dangers were unimaginable.

Swish—

In a flash, Dongbo Xueying arrived.

*”Such disorder.”*

Darkness enveloped him.

Boom—

A terrifying force churned the void, twisting it into a monstrous vortex capable of shredding ordinary True Gods. The entire base of the Abyss writhed in distortion, endlessly devouring dark, negative energies from beyond.

Ever since the Demon Ancestor forged the Six Paths Heavenly Wheel, every subsequent cosmic cycle had birthed its own Abyss of Darkness.

*”Hmph.”* Ignoring the vortex, Dongbo Xueying pressed forward toward its heart.

The deeper he went, the more violent the turbulence grew.

But it mattered little—even at the fourth layer of the Annihilation Extreme Mystic Body, his armor had withstood a strike from the White Monarch, rivaling a top-tier Sovereign’s defenses. Now, having reached the fifth layer, his armor’s resilience bordered on the absurd.

*”There it is.”*

Before him loomed an immense, six-colored wheel—black, blood-red, silver-white, pale cyan, profound yellow, and gray.

The colossal wheel rotated sluggishly at the vortex’s core, radiating terrifying dark destruction. At his current level, enhanced by the Void Spirit Elixir, Dongbo Xueying’s True God Heart could endure the pressure. Yet he still frowned.

*”This is the Abyss’s end… its very core.”*

The Abyss’s will, which had once rejected him, now brushed against his senses.

Whoosh—

As he drew closer, an invisible force seized him, yanking him into the blood-red segment of the colossal six-colored wheel.