Chapter 785: Fame Spreads to the Great Void Heaven Palace

Dongbo Xueying immediately felt a surge of joy in his heart and began comparing it with the ‘Void Map’ he knew.

The ‘Shen Tao Continent’ was one of the countless landmasses in the chaotic void, closest to the ‘Donglin Sacred Realm’ among the Five Great Sacred Realms. From here, traveling to the Donglin Sacred Realm at his current speed would take nearly a hundred million years.

“Donglin Sacred Realm?” Dongbo Xueying mused silently. “I never expected that while traversing the chaotic void, I’d be caught in a void corridor and transported such an immense distance, arriving near the Donglin Sacred Realm. It seems I have no choice but to head there first.”

Returning to the Sevenstar Sea Sacred Realm was out of the question for now—it was simply too far.

The two sacred realms were already separated by an unfathomable distance, and the dangers along the way multiplied with such vast stretches. With his current strength, even if the journey were entirely safe, it would take him over a cosmic era to return! The countless perils of such a long voyage would be more than enough to destroy him.

So, for now, he would focus on improving his strength. The stronger he became, the easier it would be to return to the Sevenstar Sea Sacred Realm—or even his home universe in the future.

“The Donglin Sacred Realm has three Cosmic Gods and one City Lord Luo,” Dongbo Xueying thought to himself. “For me, that’s not a bad place to be.”

Among the three Cosmic Gods of the Donglin Sacred Realm, one might have a strained relationship with Dongbo Xueying—the Bone Ancestor, the master of Gu Qianluo.

Another, however, was closely connected to him—the Void Primogenitor, the creator of the Voidwalker lineage and even more powerful than the Bone Ancestor. The Void Primogenitor resided in the ‘Void Temple’ within the Donglin Sacred Realm. It was said that the temple housed nine hundred thousand void creatures, including over ten thousand Void Gods, all fiercely loyal to the Void Primogenitor. The Void Temple was a righteous and merciless force—none of its members were evil, for the Void Primogenitor would eliminate them otherwise.

Dongbo Xueying himself had undergone a trial of character to inherit the Voidwalker legacy.

“Blade Emperor, Bone Ancestor, Void Primogenitor, and City Lord Luo,” Dongbo Xueying mused. Among them, he admired City Lord Luo the most. While the first three were ultimate beings, City Lord Luo was the only known existence in the Five Great Sacred Realms and the chaotic void—throughout history—who could match a Cosmic God as a Chaos Realm cultivator.

Yes.

Cosmic Gods stood at the ultimate level, and the leap to that realm brought an earth-shaking transformation in power. Logically, no Chaos Realm cultivator, no matter how prodigious, should be able to rival a Cosmic God. This was practically an ironclad rule—yet City Lord Luo shattered it.

A mysterious cultivator, City Lord Luo had once forced the Bone Ancestor into a humiliating retreat and even overpowered the Void Primogenitor in a contest. The Void Primogenitor, who had created the sixty-layer Voidwalker Secret Treasures, was slightly inferior even to Patriarch Tianyu in combat—yet City Lord Luo could suppress him.

This meant that, even at the Chaos Realm, City Lord Luo could also suppress Patriarch Tianyu.

He was the only non-Cosmic God to hold the status of one.

Thus, while the Donglin Sacred Realm ostensibly had only three ultimate beings, City Lord Luo could be considered a fourth. Even the other ultimate beings of the Five Great Sacred Realms held him in high esteem. According to the information left by the ancient Voidwalker Gu Qi, City Lord Luo’s insights were profound, but he seemed to have violated some taboo, preventing him from ever breaking through to the Cosmic God level.

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Having grasped his current location, Dongbo Xueying felt more at ease and asked, “Do you know how many chaotic continents these void creatures have occupied?”

The black-haired man replied, “I only heard this from the Divine Emperor. He was the only Void God on our continent, protecting us. He often traveled to visit friends and maintained good relations with the Void Gods of neighboring lands. One day, he received word from a friend that over two hundred nearby chaotic continents had been seized by void creatures. That friend was now fleeing into the chaotic void, urging the Divine Emperor to escape as well.”

Dongbo Xueying sighed inwardly.

This Divine Emperor was fortunate to have received such a warning.

Transmitting messages across the chaotic void was incredibly difficult—the farther the distance, the harder it became. Some even constructed elaborate arrays, expending vast amounts of energy just to send a single message. Since leaving his home universe, Dongbo Xueying had no way to contact it.

The Divine Emperor’s friend must have been relatively close to relay the warning.

“The Divine Emperor knew the situation was dire and planned to gather all the Transcendent experts to flee. But before they could assemble, the void creatures arrived,” the black-haired man said, shaking his head. “A horde of them descended, including many Void Gods. The Divine Emperor was quickly overwhelmed and devoured. Some of the creatures left, while others remained to occupy this land.”

“Since then, we’ve been their slaves—their food.”

“Those who couldn’t endure died long ago.”

“Only those of us clinging to hope have survived until now,” the man said bitterly. “Every so often, they force us to cultivate a clone for them to consume. They treat us as an endless food supply. If not for that sliver of hope, I would have given up long ago.”

Dongbo Xueying nodded.

The fact that an entire chaotic continent’s inhabitants could be turned into livestock made the relative safety of universes all the more apparent. Universes barred Void Gods from entry, and their very laws repelled outsiders. Only places like the Demon Mountain Universe, with its guardians, dared to welcome all outsiders. Cultivator universes were more tolerant, but even they had hidden protectors—like the Black Wild Dog.

“Do you know the names of the nearby chaotic continents?” Dongbo Xueying asked.

“Some of them,” the man replied, listing over twenty names. Dongbo Xueying cross-referenced them with his Void Map—they matched perfectly.

“Rest assured, I promise you will be saved. It may take some time, but you will be freed,” Dongbo Xueying said.

“As long as rescue comes, we can endure,” the black-haired man said, his eyes alight with hope.

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Deep within a mountain range on this chaotic continent stood a bamboo hut where Dongbo Xueying had temporarily secluded himself. Concealing his aura with a protective talisman, he avoided detection by the void creatures.

“First time using the communication token,” Dongbo Xueying murmured, retrieving a peculiar, translucent triangular object—the communication token of a Taihu Heavenly Palace disciple. As a Golden-Robed Disciple, his token was far more valuable.

From almost anywhere in the Five Great Sacred Realms or the chaotic void, he could send messages back to the Taihu Heavenly Palace—whether for aid or otherwise.

Though he couldn’t return yet, Dongbo Xueying had no intention of calling for help. Golden-Robed Disciples often ventured out on their own, and he wasn’t in immediate danger. To request extraction now would be laughable.

“Hum.” Activating the token, he transmitted a message back to the Taihu Heavenly Palace. The triangular token pulsed with energy, its internal power surging before dissipating silently as the message reached its destination.

“Over sixty percent of its energy consumed?” Dongbo Xueying was stunned. “At my current strength, replenishing it would take over a month.”

With less than forty percent energy remaining, he wouldn’t be able to contact the Taihu Heavenly Palace again anytime soon.

—

The Taihu Heavenly Palace resided in a unique spatial pocket, its floating peaks adorned with palaces and caves. At the center lay the grandest floating landmass, crowned by a sprawling complex of halls and a radiant, towering palace that illuminated the entire space.

This was the renowned Taihu Heavenly Palace, a force revered across the Five Great Sacred Realms. With two Cosmic Gods presiding over it, its status was unshakable, its reputation unmatched.

Figures soared through the air.

“The Taihu Territory is under our jurisdiction. To dare cause chaos here, sacrificing lives across fifteen chaotic continents to worship the Mother Ancestor—this is an affront!” A commanding figure clad in resplendent black robes, his crimson hair flowing, spoke with chilling authority. His eyes gleamed with terrifying coldness. “Send Chunyi at once. Capture them alive and throw them into the ‘Demon Refining Prison.’ Execute those who resist.”

“As you command, Hall Master,” a woman behind him replied respectfully.

This was none other than the infamous ‘Punishment Hall Master’—the Demon Ancestor.

Legend held that the Demon Ancestor hailed from the same universe as the Swordmaster. However, the Demon Ancestor adhered to the law of the jungle. After joining the Taihu Heavenly Palace and abiding by its laws, the Swordmaster had personally appointed him as the Punishment Hall Master. Since then, the disciples of the Taihu Heavenly Palace had grown far more obedient, rarely daring to challenge its rules.

“What’s going on?” The Demon Ancestor’s gaze shifted to a distant crystal wall, where a crowd of cultivators buzzed with excitement.

“A new Golden-Robed Disciple!”

“Beyond the Ten Golden-Robed Disciples, another has emerged—from the initial universe created by the Patriarch!”

“The same universe as the Swordmaster and the Demon Ancestor?”

The cultivators chattered eagerly.

The Ten Golden-Robed Disciples were prodigies capable of fighting above their level. The sudden appearance of an eleventh had spread like wildfire—especially since he shared origins with the Swordmaster and the Demon Ancestor.

“Hmm?”

The Demon Ancestor overheard the news.

With a single step, he appeared before the crystal wall. The surrounding cultivators recoiled in fear, hastily making way. Though the Demon Ancestor’s cultivation time was short, he had already reached the Chaos Realm, establishing himself as a titan within the Taihu Heavenly Palace. His ruthless methods and position as Punishment Hall Master instilled deep dread among the disciples.

The Demon Ancestor’s eyes lifted to the crystal wall, scanning the densely packed mission listings. The third entry, ranked by importance and timing, was the one he sought.

“Shen Tao Continent and at least two hundred other chaotic continents have been occupied by void creatures, who are feasting on cultivators. This mission has been verified by the ‘Inquiry Hall’—confirmed accurate. All void creatures involved are marked for extermination. Accepting this mission grants access to detailed intelligence. Issued by Golden-Robed Disciple (Initial Universe) ‘Dongbo Xueying.'”