As the Sky Sea Divine Ship altered its course, within a mysterious Grotto Heaven, a magnificent Immortal City floated at the center of the Cloud Sea. The city was filled with towering spires, its jade streets and golden roads were pristine and wide, not inferior in the slightest to those fad Immortal Cities in the Spirit Realm.
Tunneling lights streaked across the sky above the Immortal City, and the streets within were bustling with people, creating a scene of exceptional prosperity.
Among these pedestrians were normal human cultivators, demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and even the outcasts who were neither human nor ghost, all coexisting in unusual harmony with no conflict among them.
If outsiders were to witness this scene, it would surely leave many of them astonished.
At the city center, a vast Dark Sky lood, its blackness deep and profound, perpetually radiating a thick mysterious aura.
There were no buildings around the Dark Sky, leaving a wide empty space several miles across. The cultivators in the surrounding workshops did not approach, clearly indicating this as the most critical location in the city.
Swoosh, a streak of blue tunneling light flew in from afar, directly entering the Dark Sky.
After passing through the dark barrier, the vista ahead suddenly opened up, revealing stunning natural scenery of lakes and mountains, with a majestic Immortal Palace situated in the lake.
The blue tunneling light landed on the plaza before the great hall, revealing a seductive woman with long black hair, none other than the woman who had just fallen to Zhao Sheng's hands as her Divine Split perished.
The doors of the great hall stood open, with two enormous golden giants, as large as mountains, standing at attention on either side. Upon seeing the seductive woman, they imdiately crouched down and bowed their heads, chanting thunderously:
"Greetings to the Spirit Master Left Envoy!"
The seductive woman ignored the two golden giants and walked straight into the great hall.
The hall was dimly lit, with only groups of ghostly flas floating along the walls on both sides, flickering intermittently, causing the light inside the hall to shift between bright and dark.
The hall was otherwise empty, except for a high platform in the darkest part where a human-shaped Divine Statue with an indistinct face stood.
On the ground beneath the high platform stood a black Crystal Stone several zhang tall. A Gun Robe Elder stood beside the Crystal Stone, using his finger as a blade, delicately tracing and painting on it. The drawn lines were filled with indescribable Essence of the Tao, seeming to secretly convey the truths of the universe.
The Crystal Stone already had a rough outline, and it could be seen that the Gun Robe Elder was carving the likeness of an outcast with a human body and a beast head.
"Jiao Tu'er greets the Cave Master!" The seductive woman said, bowing towards the Gun Robe Elder's back.
"Little Dragon Girl, rise. Where has the Immortal Awakening Tripod been delivered?" The Immortal Cave Master did not turn around, continuing his grand work of carving, asking casually.
The seductive woman's face stiffened, and she replied in a deep voice, "Reporting to the Cave Master, Jiao Tu'er failed this ti. The Immortal Awakening Tripod has fallen into the hands of the brigands of Green Forest Path. Please punish !"
"Green Forest Path? It seems those young ones are becoming restless again. Did they not have enough of a hard ti in the Gun Sea before? Now they dare to plunder things belonging to this Cave Master! Little Dragon Girl, you need not concern yourself with this matter any further; this Cave Master has his own arrangents." The Immortal Cave Master continued in a calm tone.
"Understood." The seductive woman replied.
"Hmm, by the way, have you found the Gun God's remains?" The Immortal Cave Master continued asking.
"Subordinates have already dispatched the Ten Elders of Turtle Spirit, tirelessly searching the Gun Sea Western Ruins. The last appearance of the Gun God's remains was at the West Ruins Sea Eye, after which they vanished without a trace. According to prior experiences, it will likely take another three Ruins Moons or so to find the whereabouts of the Gun God's remains." The seductive woman Jiao Tu'er replied with a frown.
"Oh, I always trust your handling of matters! You may retreat." The Gun Robe Elder turned around, speaking in a calm voice.
His face was hidden in darkness, his features indistinct, but his expression seed quite gentle.
"Yes, this subordinate will take her leave."
After saying this, the seductive woman bowed and exited the great hall without hesitation, her anxiously suspended heart finally relaxing.
The Gun Robe Elder gazed at the empty and desolate great hall, motionless and silent for a long ti, as if he had turned into a statue.
After an unknown length of ti, the ghostly flas in the hall inexplicably swelled tenfold, as bizarre dark shadows seeped out from the flas, floating around the hall like ghost fire.
"Children, go forth! Find the culprit who took the Immortal Awakening Tripod…" The Immortal Cave Master's voice was like an irrefutable decree.
With his command, the shadows in the hall emitted a haunting wail.
The next mont, the shadows broke through the space-ti barriers, penetrating into the depths of Dark Sky, and then quickly rged into space-ti storms, disappearing without a trace.
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Dark Sky.
The Sky Sea Divine Ship raced onward, crushing countless space-ti storms underfoot, gradually traversing hundreds and thousands of Constant Years in space-ti, inching closer to the space-ti beacon where the Da Chun Realm was located.
Ti flew by, and two years passed in a flash.
On the ninth day of the ninth month, in the morning.
The morning sun had yet to climb to the waist of the Divine Tree, yet the Chen's suspended giant city was already bustling with life, with streams of people moving like a shuttle, and the tunneling lights within the city were as densely packed as clouds, creating a scene of bustling excitent and noise.
Contrary to the usual lazy and carefree atmosphere, today in the city, no matter where one was, all residents were in a state of high spirits, either gathering in groups to converse or whispering to each other in small numbers, engaged in lively banter.
Everyone's faces bore expressions of joy and anticipation, occasionally glancing up towards the upper canopy, as if waiting for sothing.
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