Within the Voidsky Palace, ordinary disciples remained oblivious, but the inner hall elders and the thirteen Pavilion Masters sensed the impending storm. They had inquired with Ancestor Tianyu, who offered no details, merely issuing a command: “From this moment onward, you are to remain either within the Void Fortress or the Voidsky Palace. None shall venture outside without my explicit permission.”
The decree was absolute.
Dongbo Xueying and the other twelve Pavilion Masters gathered over wine, discussing the matter.
“How peculiar. Since the founding of the Voidsky Palace, the Ancestor has never issued such an order.”
“The Void Fortress is the most secure stronghold against the Annihilation Demons. The Voidsky Palace is equally safe. Yet the Ancestor restricts us to these two places… What cataclysmic event is about to unfold?”
“I cannot fathom it.”
Though these Pavilion Masters were well-traveled and knowledgeable, even the Chaos Pavilion Master among them was baffled.
Dongbo Xueying frowned, deep in thought.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, all thirteen Pavilion Masters looked up. The inner hall elders, other Void Gods, and countless disciples within the Voidsky Palace also turned their gazes skyward, sensing something amiss.
“Rumble—”
The Voidsky Palace was a sealed space, yet now, above the central continent, a terrifying mass of black light emerged, tinged with streaks of bloody radiance. Merely glimpsing it sent shivers down the spines of all cultivators present. Even Dongbo Xueying, at his level, felt an involuntary tremor in his heart.
“What is this?” Dongbo Xueying could faintly perceive that the colossal black light carried an aura akin to the supreme laws of the Chaos Void.
Terrifying.
Utterly terrifying.
He was a powerhouse at the ninth-tier, his combat prowess bordering on that of a Cosmic God after mastering the Nine-Petal Flower. He had clashed with the Annihilation Demon Kings, born for destruction, and witnessed the terrifying displays of power from figures like the Witch Ancestor and the Radiant Sovereign. Yet none compared to the oppressive dread emanating from the black light above.
This was the level of the Chaos Void’s supreme laws—where even Cosmic Gods were but ants within this cage.
“What grand scheme is our Voidsky Palace orchestrating?” Dongbo Xueying marveled. “To summon such a terrifying phenomenon?”
—
“It begins.”
Ancestor Tianyu and the Blade Sovereign gazed upward at the dense mass of black light, smiles gracing their faces.
“The Sword Sovereign was indeed confident. Merely initiating his seclusion has already succeeded in summoning this,” the Blade Sovereign mused inwardly, full of admiration.
“Now, we rely on you, Blade Sovereign, and the others,” Ancestor Tianyu said hastily. “My strength is meager—I can only offer minor assistance.”
“Ha! Rest assured,” the Blade Sovereign laughed. At this moment, he meticulously controlled the entire Voidsky Palace, which had consumed treasures to temporarily elevate its defenses to an unprecedented level. Even if a long-distance teleportation channel were to form, it would be instantly obliterated. The Voidsky Palace was now an impregnable fortress.
—
Above the Sevenstar Sea Sacred Realm, outside the Voidsky Palace’s spatial boundary, two figures stood side by side.
One was the Witch Ancestor, his body entwined with black chains, the other the diminutive Realm Ancestor. They stood guard in silence. The ‘Demon Mountain Progenitor’ and the ‘Radiant Sovereign,’ natives of the Sevenstar Sea Sacred Realm, lurked nearby, ready to strike at any moment.
“Hmm?”
The Witch Ancestor and the Realm Ancestor turned simultaneously.
Behind them, faint black light seeped through the void, its terrifying pressure unmistakably emanating from the Voidsky Palace. The mere sight of this black light brought smiles to their faces.
“This Sword Sovereign is truly a peerless prodigy. He spoke no falsehood—he has indeed succeeded in summoning it,” the Realm Ancestor remarked, shaking his head in awe. “Truth be told, the Sword Sovereign has scarcely engaged in major battles, never even visited the Void Fortress. He has spent nearly all his time in seclusion. It hasn’t been long since he became a Cosmic God, yet he has already reached this stage. Who knows? Perhaps one day he will surpass us and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Sacred Master.”
“With the Annihilation Demons growing ever stronger and the Sacred Master posing a grave threat, it would be a blessing if the Sword Sovereign could rival him,” the Witch Ancestor said.
“Let us see how far this prodigy can go,” the Realm Ancestor chuckled. “Soon, the Sacred Master will arrive—and he will be livid.”
The Witch Ancestor smiled as well.
Indeed.
He would be furious.
“We need not fight him to the death. Merely stall him, keep him occupied, and prevent him from disrupting the Sword Sovereign,” the Witch Ancestor said.
—
In the distant Sacred Master’s Realm.
Within a grand hall, atop a crystalline black stone bed, the Sacred Master sat cross-legged, his expression serene.
The servants attending him were reverent, their hearts filled with involuntary contentment even at the mere sight of him. This was the Sacred Master—his visage subtly embodied fragments of the Chaos Void’s supreme laws. His expressions, his aura, his every movement seemed like manifestations of the highest order.
His countenance was the purest, his aura intoxicating, his voice the most melodious.
“Hmm?”
The Sacred Master, who had sat motionless for untold ages, suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze, brimming with omniscient wisdom, pierced through the void.
His expression darkened.
The shift in his demeanor instantly cast a pall over the hall. The servants held their breaths, tense. The Sacred Master rarely grew angry—when he did, it heralded earth-shattering events.
“How audacious… to dare steal what is mine!” The Sacred Master’s eyes turned icy and murderous, his killing intent laid bare for the first time.
Soon.
Through a long-distance teleportation channel opened by one of his Saints, he arrived near the Voidsky Palace.
—
“Whoosh—”
Above the Sevenstar Sea Sacred Realm, near the Voidsky Palace, space twisted as the Sacred Master emerged from the spatial channel. Clad in simple robes and barefoot, he took a single step, traversing the void to appear outside the Voidsky Palace. A distance that would take a Chaos Realm elite the time to brew tea to cross via spatial tears, he covered in a single stride.
Though the Sacred Master did not specialize in long-distance teleportation, at his level, such feats were trivial. In terms of void traversal, only the Void Progenitor might surpass him among the living. Even Dongbo Xueying, despite his mastery of multiple void paths, paled in comparison to the Sacred Master’s sheer range.
“Long time no see,” the Realm Ancestor greeted with a grin, his oversized mouth stretching wider. Beside him, the Witch Ancestor’s black chains writhed, his aura intensifying.
“Those who bar my path shall return to chaos,” the Sacred Master declared, summoning an ancient, weathered spear.
“How many times have we fought? Spare us the theatrics,” the Realm Ancestor retorted, his smile widening.
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