The crimson energy transformed from the Boundary Heart Token had always lingered deep within Dongbo Xueying’s soul, impossible to expel. At this moment, Dongbo Xueying merged a wisp of his true spirit into this scarlet energy, effortlessly integrating it completely. A sense of eager anticipation surged within him, and he even faintly perceived the world beyond the Chaos Void.
It was akin to peering through the apertures of the Black Mist Sphere to glimpse a higher realm—though that glimpse had only revealed the tip of the iceberg.
Now, with a wisp of his true spirit fused into the Boundary Heart Token’s energy, he could sense the boundless vastness beyond the Chaos Void. Terrifying fluctuations, no less intense than those of the Chaos Void itself, faintly reached him.
“Just a single thought, and it can be activated?” Dongbo Xueying understood the moment he merged with it.
The Boundary Heart Token was forged by a mysterious and ancient being known as ‘Meta,’ designed to assist cultivators in reincarnating into another world as vast as the Chaos Void—the Boundary Heart Continent!
To protect the true spirit, traverse the Chaos Void to reach the Boundary Heart Continent, and undergo reincarnation—all of it consumed the token’s energy. Dongbo Xueying’s own power was useless; at his current level, such a feat was utterly beyond him.
Under normal circumstances…
Only those trapped in a bottleneck for too long, on the verge of despair, would abandon their flesh and soul, choosing to reincarnate with but a wisp of true spirit.
To return?
One must first become a Cosmic God to reactivate the Boundary Heart Token’s energy. Without breaking through, or if one perished in the Boundary Heart Continent, there would be no return.
“Never did I imagine I, Dongbo Xueying, would be forced to this point,” he thought bitterly.
*Thud.*
Dongbo Xueying’s body was flung into the hall, crashing against a pillar before he slowly pushed himself up. His strength was sealed, even his soul suppressed, leaving him only the most basic physical power—insufficient to even end his own life, given his elevated life essence. His flesh alone could not harm his soul. Yet, through the Boundary Heart Token, he could reincarnate—a form of suicide in another sense.
The hall was silent, the servants standing by, not daring to make a sound.
The Sacred Master leisurely strode to the black stone dais above, seating himself cross-legged and gazing down at Dongbo Xueying. “Dongbo Xueying,” he spoke, “I promise you this: if you obey, you will live. This is my word. I will not break it over someone as insignificant as you.”
“For the Sacred Master to personally deal with me—I must be quite honored,” Dongbo Xueying replied calmly.
“Among the Five Sacred Worlds of the Chaos Void, few are worthy to be my opponents. The one with the greatest potential is the Swordmaster of your Voidsky Palace. He even made me suffer a minor setback,” the Sacred Master mused. “I hear your talent is remarkable, your cultivation swift. Who knows? You might one day become a Cosmic God. To die now would be a waste.”
“If the Sacred Master has demands, speak plainly,” Dongbo Xueying said.
“Rumor has it you’ve grasped part of the core legacy of the Myriad Realms Tower Master and the Crimson-Browed Mountain Lord’s lineage,” the Sacred Master stated. “I am… very interested.”
“Part of their core legacy? So it *is* them.” Fury simmered within Dongbo Xueying.
How ruthless.
He had never studied any of their cultivation methods—merely because his ultra-long-range teleportation resembled theirs, they accused him of theft. Failed assassinations were one thing, but now even the Sacred Master knew? And had personally intervened?
“Damn it.” Though resentment festered in his heart, there was nothing he could do. The Myriad Realms Tower Master had countless avatars, and even the Crimson-Browed Mountain Lord reportedly had a hidden, untraceable clone. Neither could be killed. Facing such immortal foes left Dongbo Xueying seething yet powerless.
“Who could have foreseen that Ninecloud Divine Monarch’s teleportation technique would bring such calamity?” He sighed inwardly. He had been cautious enough.
But having mastered such a skill, could he simply never use it?
He had waited until reaching the Chaos Realm before revealing it, attributing it to his Ancient Cultivator talent. None had doubted him before—even Cosmic Gods had witnessed it. In Void Fortress, countless cultivators had seen him employ it.
Yet the moment the Myriad Realms Tower Master and Crimson-Browed Mountain Lord saw it, they dismissed the idea of it being an Ancient Cultivator talent, insisting it was their lineage’s technique.
“With the Sacred Master’s status, why would he aid them?” Dongbo Xueying shook his head.
“I am not aiding them. I require this legacy for myself,” the Sacred Master intoned, peering down. “Tell me everything you know, and I swear to release you.”
His reason for negotiating?
Using illusions to force Dongbo Xueying to speak? Useless—Xueying’s illusion mastery surpassed even the Sacred Master’s; among cultivators, he was unmatched in this art.
Directly probing his soul for memories? Brutally effective if the gap in power was vast enough. But Dongbo Xueying’s soul, refined to an unprecedented Tenth Transformation through the Vermilion Night legacy, was as resilient as a Cosmic God’s. Any attempt would likely shatter his soul, yielding only fragments of memory.
Thus…
The Sacred Master chose persuasion, swearing to spare him. Only as a last resort would he resort to soul-searching.
—
As Dongbo Xueying conversed with the Sacred Master, he deliberately stalled for time.
His decision was already made—he would never surrender Ninecloud Divine Monarch’s legacy to the Sacred Master. The Sacred Master was already formidable enough; granting him more power was unthinkable. Even without the Boundary Heart Token’s reincarnation option, he would refuse.
His delay now…
Was to finalize his preparations.
“There’s no time left. I wanted to locate more Golden Armor Nests, but…” Within the Voidsky Palace’s Illusory Realm Hall, Dongbo Xueying’s avatar stood in the courtyard. Once he chose reincarnation, this avatar would vanish.
“Three Golden Armor Nests—at least I left spatial markers near each.” He had only dispatched two avatars to search the Labyrinth Corridor for these nests, unable to remain indefinitely. Thus, he had marked ordinary sealed spaces adjacent to the ones he found.
“Including the one I revealed to the Witch Deity and his allies, I’ve discovered four Golden Armor Nests. A pity I lacked more time. Given enough years, with my scouting abilities… I could have scoured the entire Labyrinth Corridor.”
Over a trillion years…
His hunt for the Annihilation Demons across the Chaos Void had barely scratched the surface.
But the Labyrinth Corridor, though vast, was minuscule compared to the Chaos Void. He had already explored over sixty percent. Another trillion years, and he could have mapped every inch without omission.
“Xueying, you’re not cultivating?” Yu Jingqiu appeared at the courtyard gate, surprised.
This avatar of Dongbo Xueying usually spent its time studying the scales left behind by General Megu.
“Jingqiu.” His heart clenched at the sight of his wife.
“Jingqiu, summon Qingyao and Yuer back. Immediately.”
“So urgent?” Yu Jingqiu frowned. “Yuer is still in seclusion.”
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