Capítulo 1009: Chapter 999: Li Xuancha
31st Layer Heaven, yellow sand filled the sky, the world shrouded in a dim amber hue.
Weaving through the endless sand, Chen Hai attempted to use his Divine Sense to perceive the surroundings.
Compared to the pitch-blackness of the previous heaven where one couldn’t see their hand in front of them, visibility was sowhat better in this layer. Yet, even with Chen Hai’s powerful Divine Sense, he could barely extend his perception to a re hundred ters.
“Hiding in this heaven, as long as I conceal myself well, even a Primordial Chaos Great Power would have their chances of finding reduced to near zero, unless they happen upon my hideout.”
Where the sand was thickest, Chen Hai burrowed deeper.
After traversing for over half a month, he finally halted after the surrounding amber completely eclipsed all other colors.
Scanning the area for a long ti, using his Divine Sense once more, he confird his perception had reduced to a re 20 ters, and nodded with satisfaction.
As he spoke, the Grotto Heaven World hidden within the halo above his head flew out, transforming into a grain of yellow sand, and lded into the endless surrounding amber.
If Chen Hai wasn’t the Cave Heaven Master, with a direct connection to his own Cave Heaven World, it would be difficult for him to identify his world amongst the endless yellow sand with naked eye or perception alone.
Achieving this effect made Chen Hai quite satisfied. He vanished with a quick flash, entering Golden Dawn Island within his own heaven.
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On the summit of a mountain, sharp as a blade piercing the sky in the Northern Continent.
Li Xuancha, with his upper body bare and only a beast hide around his waist, carried a giant sword resembling a door slab, and strode to the entrance of a prison at the peak.
“Palace Master!” The guards stationed there quickly ca forward and greeted him with respect upon seeing Li Xuancha.
“Hmm!” He briefly paused his steps, answering casually.
Then, he asked, “That man, how is he faring, still refusing to confess?”
The man he referred to was soone nad Fan Datong, whom War God Palace had recently captured alive.
During his battles, a river of black water would faintly appear behind Fan Datong.
This phenonon was a true manifestation of one cultivating the Black Water True Technique.
After annihilating the Demon Palace, Li Xuancha searched the world for Black Water Ancestor Chen Hai’s traces, but unfortunately, Chen Hai had already transford Golden Dawn Island into a Grotto Heaven and fled to the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven.
With War God Palace’s current power, finding soone on the Primordial Land was no issue, but without any leads, locating Chen Hai hiding within the Thirty-Three Layers was beyond their capability.
After all, the environnt inside the Thirty-Three Layers is extrely harsh. Ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals struggle to survive there; only those at the level of Quasi-Saints and the most elite Daluo Golden Immortals can move freely within.
Although Demon Palace was powerful, they only had a limited number of top-tier experts.
Sufficient authority could compel them to forgo their duties to search the Thirty-Three Heavens for Chen Hai, but Li Xuancha’s prestige rendered this action aningless.
Over the years, although unable to find Chen Hai, Li Xuancha gathered substantial information about him and his Black Water Lineage.
Fan Datong, possessing Daluo Golden Immortal strength and displaying the Black Water anomaly in battle, naturally caught Li Xuancha’s attention upon suddenly appearing in their domain.
There was no need for him to act personally, rely a command, and one of his Quasi-Saints captured Fan Datong alive.
“That Fan Datong, his mouth is incredibly stubborn.”
“We’ve employed all sorts of thods on him. Oddly, the more we tornt him, the more excited he seems — maybe sothing’s wrong with his head.”
“Last night, he was on the brink of death, reduced to a pitiful state. Yet, a single night saw his wounds fully healed, and he beca as vigorous as a dragon once more.”
“Just now, when the deacon administered the whip inside the prison, he actually complained that it wasn’t hard enough and kept asking if the deacon had breakfast!”
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Several guards ca forward one by one and respectfully saluted Li Xuancha.
The one with the scarred face, appearing older, reported the situation inside the prison about Fan Datong to Li Xuancha in summary.
In the past, the strongest within War God Palace were simply the resident War Gods.
Upon returning, Li Xuancha claid the long-vacant Palace Master position without hesitation.
To the new entrants in War God Palace, this move seed inexplicable and baffling.
However, to the veterans, who had been in high positions within the palace for many years, it was a natural and justified act, requiring no further explanation.
After all, they knew that many years ago, Li Xuancha was already the Palace Master, overseeing all palace affairs.
One day, he suddenly resigned and ventured into the endless chaos of Outer Heaven, leaving the Palace Master position vacant.
To those in the know, the Palace Master’s role unquestionably belonged to Li Xuancha, and his return rely reclaid what was rightfully his.
The veterans would naturally not have any objections, nor dare to harbor any!
“Now that he’s in our hands, his stubbornness is aningless.”
“Doesn’t he realize there are countless Divine Skills and Dharma thods? Even if he refuses to speak, we can extract the information from his mind.”
“If he were a bit more honest and cooperated, perhaps I might spare him so rcy if I’m in a good mood.”
“But with his current attitude, he’ll force to employ drastic asures!”
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With a sneer of disdain, Li Xuancha coldly laughed.
After signaling the guards to open the prison entrance, he stepped inside assertively.
“My son Xuanfeng had the potential to be a Taoist Master.”
“But now, due to those Demon Palace bastards and Chen Hai, his foundation is utterly ruined. Even if his strength recovers, he’ll never progress beyond the Quasi-Saint Realm!”
“Demon Palace has paid the price, but Chen Hai remains at large.”
“If I cannot make him pay, what aning is there in my cultivation all these years?”
Speaking softly, an expression almost grotesque crossed Li Xuancha’s face as he strode through the prison.
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