Chapter 982: Interrogation

The old man frowned and shook his head slightly. “I’ve heard that Dongbo Xueying is now considered the most skilled cultivator in illusions. Using his illusions, he managed to extract the foundational cultivation techniques of our lineage from our disciples… That, I believe! But deducing the World-Breaking Teleportation Art from just the basics? How is that possible? Back then, both of us only mastered it after reaching the required realm and receiving our master’s teachings. To deduce it on his own?”

The Crimson-Browed Mountain Master said urgently, “Dongbo Xueying possesses extraordinary talent. How long has it been since he reached his current realm? Given his comprehension, it’s not entirely impossible for him to achieve this.”

“Hmm, his talent is indeed remarkable,” the Pavilion Master of the Myriad Realms Pavilion still found it hard to believe.

To deduce the World-Breaking Teleportation Art on his own?

From what he knew, only two individuals had truly created the World-Breaking Teleportation Art independently. One was their master, a truly heaven-defying genius of unparalleled brilliance. The other was the long-deceased Emperor Nineclouds, who had attained the second level of Cosmic Deity in the Void Path. With such profound accumulation, it was understandable that he could deduce the technique.

But Dongbo Xueying, merely at the Chaos Realm, deducing it? It was simply inconceivable!

Learning a secret art was relatively easier. After all, predecessors had already laid out the methods—one only needed to know how to use them. But creating the World-Breaking Teleportation Art was an entirely different matter.

“From what I know, Emperor Nineclouds could also perform it,” the Pavilion Master said. “Did he learn it from Emperor Nineclouds?”

“Hmph,” the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master sneered. “Does it matter where he learned it? No! What matters most is that after Emperor Nineclouds’ death, the World-Breaking Teleportation Art became unique to our lineage! Now that Dongbo Xueying knows it, we are no longer the sole possessors. If our master were here, he would undoubtedly want Dongbo Xueying eliminated.”

The Pavilion Master nodded.

He had to admit his junior brother was right.

Among the three master and disciples, the Pavilion Master was relatively the most mild-mannered. Yet even he had established the ‘Myriad Realms Pavilion,’ sending countless cultivators to act as assassins, slaughtering across countless realms. His nature was cold and ruthless, yet detached—he rarely involved himself in factional disputes. But when it came to the World-Breaking Teleportation Art, their master’s temperament would surely demand Dongbo Xueying’s death. As a disciple, it was his duty to see it done.

“Very well. Let me verify whether he truly knows the World-Breaking Teleportation Art. Once confirmed, we’ll find an opportunity to eliminate him,” the Pavilion Master said.

A cold smile flickered across the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master’s face.

Once Dongbo Xueying was gone, when the time came to search for the Golden Armor Nests, the Cosmic Deities would have no choice but to come begging to him!

A short while later.

The Pavilion Master quickly located Dongbo Xueying’s traces. Through his avatar, he observed from an immense distance.

In his vision, a white-robed Dongbo Xueying stood outside a hidden cave dwelling in the chaotic void. He cast an illusion to probe the area, confirming it was not inhabited by Destruction Demons. Once assured, he scanned the surroundings for his next destination. After pinpointing it, he performed an ultra-long-distance teleportation, vanishing as the void twisted beside him.

He moved from place to place, hunting relentlessly.

Meanwhile, the Pavilion Master’s avatar watched silently.

“World-Breaking Teleportation Art,” the Pavilion Master murmured after multiple observations, his aged face growing increasingly stern. “It is indeed the World-Breaking Teleportation Art.” He was absolutely certain.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master beside him.

“Well, senior brother?” the latter pressed.

“He is indeed using the World-Breaking Teleportation Art. He must be eliminated,” the Pavilion Master continued. “However, you must confront him directly and question him. We need to determine whether he deduced the technique from the basics he stole via illusions or learned it from Emperor Nineclouds. We must sever that lineage as thoroughly as possible. Even if Dongbo Xueying only grasps a fragment, it’s best to remove him sooner rather than later.”

“Agreed,” the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master nodded. Dongbo Xueying was clearly on the right path. Given enough time, he might very well establish a lineage similar to theirs.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the wilderness.

Dongbo Xueying appeared on a desolate plain, immediately casting an illusion that enveloped a hidden underground cave dwelling in the distance.

“Hmm?” Suddenly, his expression shifted as he turned to look nearby. The void twisted, and a figure emerged—none other than the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master, exuding a chilling aura. Standing mid-air, he glared coldly at Dongbo Xueying and barked, “Palace Master Dongbo, your methods are utterly shameless!”

“Shameless?” Dongbo Xueying was taken aback. “Crimson-Browed Mountain Master, you accuse me of shamelessness? For what? Because I used illusions against you last time?”

The Crimson-Browed Mountain Master scrutinized Dongbo Xueying’s expression. If he had indeed stolen their foundational techniques through illusions, he should have given himself away by now under such questioning. Unless he was stubbornly denying it.

“I’m not talking about that. You hunt Destruction Demons everywhere—your illusions are the least of my concerns. But do you truly believe your actions have gone unnoticed?” The Crimson-Browed Mountain Master sneered. “Just now, you saw me teleport from afar. After witnessing my technique, do you still dare to deny it?”

Dongbo Xueying’s heart skipped a beat.

Teleportation?

Indeed.

His memory was impeccable. The way the void had twisted when the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master arrived was identical to his own ultra-long-distance teleportation—both relying on the passageways within the black mist sphere, with minimal disturbance.

“My ultra-long-distance teleportation is known to many across the Five Sacred Worlds of the chaotic void,” Dongbo Xueying shook his head. “I’ve used it multiple times in Void Fortress. It’s an innate ability I gained after reaching the Chaos Realm and cultivating the Ancient Path. What’s the issue with my Ancient Path talent?”

“Ancient Path talent? Ridiculous!” The Crimson-Browed Mountain Master pointed at him furiously. “This is the World-Breaking Teleportation Art, unique to our lineage! Ancient Path talents are bestowed by the Supreme Laws, and they operate within their confines. The World-Breaking Teleportation Art peers beyond the chaotic void—how could the Supreme Laws grant such a thing? What nonsense are you spouting?”

Dongbo Xueying shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. Ancient Path talents are boundless—some can slightly alter the past, others grant prophecy. What’s so special about my teleportation? As for your so-called World-Breaking Teleportation Art, this is the first I’ve heard of it.”

“So you’re saying you didn’t steal this technique through illusions?” the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master scoffed.

“Crimson-Browed Mountain Master, I have no time for this,” Dongbo Xueying prepared to leave. Further debate was pointless.

“Did you learn this teleportation art from Emperor Nineclouds?” the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master suddenly asked.

Without stopping, Dongbo Xueying instantly teleported away.

Reappearing high above the vast wilderness, his mind raced. “I thought my ultra-long-distance teleportation was flawless after reaching the Chaos Realm, but the Crimson-Browed Mountain Master and his lineage seem deeply familiar with it. They claim Ancient Path talents are granted by the Supreme Laws and that peering beyond the chaotic void would never be permitted. It seems their lineage knows much about what lies beyond.”

Troublesome, but Dongbo Xueying was unafraid.

At his level, few things could instill fear in him.

Just as he was about to teleport again, a sliver of killing intent brushed against his rule domain. His heart tightened.