Dongbo Xueying was quite intrigued by the treasure gathering at the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion.
In the following days, however, he remained within his estate—either meditating and cultivating in his quiet chamber or testing techniques in the dedicated training halls. Unhurried and unperturbed, his comprehension of *Thirteen Swords of Annihilation* and *The Ripple Diagram* deepened. He even felt that the fourth sword of annihilation was within reach. This was largely due to his time in the Voidsky Palace, where he had cultivated for over seven billion years in the Hall of Time after becoming a Void God.
Those seven billion years had endowed Dongbo Xueying with profound foundations. He had even simplified the third sword of annihilation into *Fish-Dragon Slaughter*—a feat that reflected his mastery.
Now, having raided the Sacred Cult’s stronghold, his spirits were high. In this relaxed state, he made progress, gaining a clearer understanding of the *Fourth Sword of Annihilation*. With a bit more time, he was confident he could fully grasp it.
*”Once the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion gathering concludes, I’ll return to the Voidsky Palace and enter seclusion in the Hall of Time to comprehend the Fourth Sword of Annihilation,”* Dongbo Xueying mused silently.
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While Dongbo Xueying cultivated in leisure, one man was left frustrated.
*”This Dongbo Xueying—he hasn’t left his estate at all?”* A stout, short man frowned as he sat in a tavern, leisurely sipping wine and savoring a table of delicacies. Through the tavern window, he cast a distant glance—spanning tens of thousands of miles—yet his vision pierced clearly to the estate where Dongbo Xueying resided.
The stout man wore plain robes, his face adorned with black patterns, his dark golden eyes flickering with impatience.
His aura was restrained, making him appear no more than an ordinary Void God.
In truth, however, he was the mighty Chaos Realm expert—**Blackbane Patriarch**, a figure renowned even in the Sacred World’s golden age. Few ultimate existences had lived as long as he had. In terms of strength, he ranked among the foremost of Chaos Realm experts, surpassing even the likes of the Demon Patriarch and the Lord of the Wailing Sky Sect. His nature was sinister and erratic; he had never pledged allegiance to any Cosmic God, preferring to operate alone, infamous for his assassination skills.
Of course, the one present in Skywater City was merely an avatar. Killing Dongbo Xueying—an inner hall elder of the Voidsky Palace—within one of the twelve Chaos Cities under the palace’s jurisdiction would provoke its wrath. There would be no escape, so his true self dared not come.
His avatar could conceal and alter its appearance and aura. Once the assassination succeeded, the avatar would immediately dissipate, leaving no trace behind. The Voidsky Palace would have no means of tracing it back to him.
*”According to intelligence, Dongbo Xueying frequented taverns and restaurants when he first arrived in Skywater City, wandering outside almost daily. Why has he stayed holed up ever since destroying that Sacred Cult stronghold?”* The stout man—Blackbane Patriarch—felt exasperated. He had rushed here at top speed, hoping to strike while Dongbo Xueying was out and about. A successful kill would have allowed him to leave at leisure. But now, with his target refusing to emerge, he was powerless.
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Three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
Within the quiet chamber of the estate, the fragrance of incense lingered. Seated cross-legged on a meditation mat, Dongbo Xueying’s skin was covered in a layer of dark energy—a highly condensed force drawn from the distant Chaos Void through the *Wayfarer’s Secret Code*. Compressed to an extreme, it turned pitch-black, exuding an icy, destructive aura.
*”Pfft.”* Dongbo Xueying opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of multicolored light, which dissipated into the chamber.
This radiance was the unusable residue of the Chaos Void’s energy.
*”I never expected these three thousand years to bring further progress in my Wayfarer’s Secret Code.”* A pleased smile touched his lips. While his other abilities had improved only marginally, his mastery of the Wayfarer’s Secret Code had now reached the **twenty-ninth layer**.
*”Hmm, the gathering begins in half a month.”* His mood was buoyant. After this breakthrough, he continued refining his understanding of the Wayfarer’s Secret Code, eager to reach the **thirty-first layer**—the threshold where the Voidwalker lineage would fully integrate, bringing a qualitative transformation to his body, weaponized energy, and control over the void.
Half a month slipped by.
*”Boom!”* The chamber door swung open as Dongbo Xueying rose to his feet.
*”I hope this gathering holds some surprises for me.”* He felt a flicker of anticipation—this was his first time attending the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion’s grand event.
*”Swoosh.”*
Stepping into the courtyard, he vanished without a trace.
He employed **Voidwalking** to traverse the thirty-thousand-mile distance to the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion in an instant—far too swiftly to bother with conventional flight.
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*”Hm?”*
Blackbane Patriarch, who had purchased a small courtyard nearby, had been maintaining a constant surveillance spell, carefully monitoring the vicinity of Dongbo Xueying’s estate. However, since the estate was a critical node in Skywater City’s grand formation, he dared not probe inside—only the area outside.
Three thousand years was nothing to a Chaos Realm expert like him. He had prepared for a long wait—even a hundred million years would have been trivial.
Suddenly, his dark golden eyes snapped open in shock.
His detection spell had caught a spatial fluctuation—Dongbo Xueying had **blinked** thirty thousand miles straight to the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion.
*Too fast!*
Even under the Sacred World’s suppressive laws, Dongbo Xueying’s teleportation range exceeded fifteen thousand miles per jump. Thirty thousand miles was traversed in less than an instant.
By the time Blackbane Patriarch sensed him, Dongbo Xueying was already inside the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion.
*”The Seven Stars Sea Pavilion?!”* Blackbane Patriarch nearly choked on his fury.
*”Couldn’t you have flown normally?”*
*”Couldn’t you have taken a stroll? After three thousand years cooped up, don’t you need some fresh air?”* He seethed, though he knew better—powerful cultivators often secluded themselves for billions of years without batting an eye. Three thousand years was nothing.
He simply felt aggrieved.
The moment he detected Dongbo Xueying, the man had already entered the pavilion.
*”The Seven Stars Sea Pavilion… damn it.”* Blackbane Patriarch gritted his teeth. *”That place was jointly established by the three holy lands of the Seven Stars Sea Sacred World, specializing in treasure trade. Its defenses are even tighter than Dongbo Xueying’s estate. If I try to infiltrate, I’ll be detected instantly—assassination inside is impossible.”*
*”I’ll wait.”*
*”I’ll wait for him to come out.”* He steeled himself. *”This time, I’ll be ready. Even if he teleports directly from the pavilion, I’ll intercept him mid-transit.”*
He resolved to maintain peak vigilance.
The moment Dongbo Xueying emerged, he would strike—because a Voidwalk from the pavilion to the estate took less than an instant. There was no room for distraction.
Maintaining such alertness was exhausting, but for a day or two, he could endure. The reward—**560 Sourceworld Stones**—was worth it.
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*”Swoosh.”*
At the entrance of the Seven Stars Sea Pavilion, a white-robed youth materialized—Dongbo Xueying.
*”Elder Dongbo.”* Within a breath, the pavilion’s Skywater City overseer arrived, greeting him with warm enthusiasm.
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