Chapter 678: Descent

A flash of light streaked across the sky.

Dongbo Xueying descended into a vast expanse of mountainous forest. With a single movement, his figure blurred—**”Boom!”**—as he accelerated at an astonishing speed. Yet, the invisible rules of this world forcefully suppressed him, and flames even erupted across his body. Slightly startled, Dongbo Xueying landed atop a towering peak.

“Just upon arrival, I sensed the suppression of this continent’s rules—no teleportation is possible. But I didn’t expect even high-speed flight would be restricted,” Dongbo Xueying mused in surprise. The faster he flew, the stronger the suppression became, even manifesting terrifying flames. Of course, the protective Taihao Force surrounding his body easily negated the effects.

“According to the ancient star map left by the Demon Ancestor, this should be the right world,” Dongbo Xueying murmured, standing atop the mountain and gazing into the distance.

His vision stretched far, but the vast world was shrouded in swirling mists, coiling like dragons and serpents. Even with his keen eyesight, he could barely see beyond ten million miles.

“I can still sense karma. This world remains part of the cultivator’s universe.” Dongbo Xueying expanded his **Void World**, a realm he had personally forged and mastered. Despite the invisible suppression, it stubbornly stretched over a hundred million miles.

With a flicker, he vanished, teleporting through the Void World.

—

This continent was unimaginably vast, home to countless nations.

The region where Dongbo Xueying had landed belonged to a kingdom called **Canglan**. A land of ancient heritage, Canglan spanned hundreds of billions of miles, teeming with countless lives and innumerable cultivators.

After his arrival, Dongbo Xueying began his investigations in secret.

With his mastery of illusions, even **Fourth Heaven Realm Gods** could not resist his probing, making his inquiries effortless.

Yet, as he explored, he was stunned to discover the sheer intensity of this world’s **rule suppression**. Not only did flying at higher speeds increase the suppression, but even altitude and attack power were similarly restricted. **”I can only ascend up to 980 million miles before being completely barred from going higher?”**

The skies above this world were filled with thunder and fire—the higher one flew, the more devastating they became.

Though Dongbo Xueying could traverse the Void World, and his **Ten Thousand Demons True Body** and **Annihilation Profound Armor** provided formidable defenses, the highest layers of thunderfire still seeped into his Void World. He endured, pushing upward—until an invisible barrier halted him at 980 million miles.

**”This is nothing but a grand prison,”** Dongbo Xueying thought coldly.

Clearly, escape would not be easy.

**”What exactly was the Demon Ancestor’s intention? Why leave this ancient star map for his descendants?”** Dongbo Xueying pondered. **”Logically, having passed the Three Demon Halls’ trials and randomly obtaining a treasure from his hoard, this star map should have brought me fortune, not calamity.”**

**”The stronger one is, the more secrets they uncover.”**

**”First, I’ll seek answers from the ruler of Canglan’s most powerful faction.”**

Having made his decision, Dongbo Xueying soon arrived at the foot of a sprawling mountain range, gazing upward.

**”This is the Black Heaven Divine Palace—the strongest force in Canglan, one even its king must bow to?”** His eyes traced the distant peaks, where towering black pillars pierced the heavens, dwarfing the mountains themselves. A thousand such pillars formed the foundation, supporting a palace radiating dark energy—his destination.

—

High in the sky, within a grand hall of the Black Heaven Divine Palace…

A bald man clad in black robes sat cross-legged, his cold gaze sweeping over the kneeling servants below. None dared meet his eyes, for this man was the most terrifying existence in all of Canglan—**the Black Heaven Palace Lord!**

**”In Canglan, none may defy my will,”** the bald man intoned, his voice resonating through the hall. **”Defiance has but one outcome—death.”**

**”Go. Wipe out the ‘Feiyu Tribe’—leave none alive.”**

**”Hmm?”**

Suddenly, a black-clothed figure materialized within the hall.

Yet, the chamber remained eerily silent. Every servant, every guard—even the Black Heaven Palace Lord himself—had fallen into a deep slumber, ensnared in an illusion.

**”Tell me,”** the black-clothed figure—Dongbo Xueying—spoke, staring at the entranced palace lord. **”Where lies the most powerful force in this world?”**

The Black Heaven Palace Lord murmured, **”This world is boundless, filled with dangers. I know not of the strongest faction, only that the ancient ‘Chong Clan’ has ruled over a thousand surrounding nations since the dawn of time. They stand at the pinnacle of this world.”**

**”The Chong Clan?”** Dongbo Xueying frowned.

**”Are there any supreme experts among them? How many?”** he pressed.

**”The Chong Clan has supreme experts. I have seen one before,”** the palace lord replied.

—

Dongbo Xueying continued his interrogation. At the level of a **Fourth Heaven Realm God**, forcibly extracting memories was nearly impossible—only through illusions could secrets be coaxed out without resistance.

True to his status, the Black Heaven Palace Lord knew many hidden truths.

The questioning lasted half an hour.

Once finished, Dongbo Xueying severed all karmic ties, annihilating every incarnation of the palace lord. A Fourth Heaven Realm God’s soul was too potent—if he ever awoke from the illusion, he would realize he had been manipulated, potentially exposing Dongbo Xueying’s presence. Thus, any interrogated Fourth Heaven Realm God had to be silenced. That was why he had chosen this tyrant—the Black Heaven Palace Lord.

As for weaker individuals, Dongbo Xueying could easily alter or erase their memories, ensuring no leaks.

And so, the mightiest figure in Canglan perished without a whisper.

To the current Dongbo Xueying, slaying a Fourth Heaven Realm God was as effortless as crushing an ant. Yet, he still adhered to his own moral code—only those deserving of death met their end.

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**”Whoosh.”**

Traveling trillions of miles in this world was arduous. The faster one flew, the greater the suppression. Even at his peak, Dongbo Xueying could only manage tens of thousands of miles per second—far slower than the outside world. Fortunately, his **Void World** allowed for teleportation, sparing him an otherwise tedious journey.

**”The Chong Clan…”**

Dongbo Xueying hovered mid-air, observing the distant estate of the ancient family. The compound sprawled endlessly, teeming with experts.

To locals, the Chong Clan was merely a regional hegemon. Little did they know, this was a lineage capable of shaking the entire continent—a truth only the most elite cultivators understood.

**”What an impressive Chong Clan.”** Dongbo Xueying’s keen perception detected ancient formations woven deep within the estate, harnessing the very essence of heaven and earth. Their power surpassed even the defensive arrays of his own imperial palace. Countless guards patrolled the grounds—many at the **Realm God** level.

**”Only through them can I uncover this world’s secrets and learn why the Demon Ancestor led me here.”**

The Demon Ancestor may have left behind an opportunity—but obtaining it would not be easy.

**”Swoosh.”**

Transforming into a streak of light, Dongbo Xueying descended directly toward the Chong Clan’s main gates.