Chen Hai was completely unaware of the so-called Heavenly Gully.
However, with the map as guidance, whether he understood the location of the Heavenly Gully was already not important at all.
After entering the Endless Sea, he traveled north all the way.
After crossing the Northern Continent, he flew for more than ten days again and finally arrived at the location represented by the red dot on the map before July 6th.
The land was freezing, an extrely northern region.
Though called the Heavenly Gully, it was actually entirely covered by seawater. However, the area beneath the seawater was very deep, seemingly like an endless abyss. Even with Chen Hai’s Divine Sense, he couldn’t sense what the seabed was like.
The map in his hand, upon reaching this position, disappeared into thin air with a ’puff’.
Frowning slightly, Chen Hai scanned the surroundings.
In this sea area, besides himself, he saw no other outsiders.
The Divine Ancestor Douzhan had sent him to the Land of Slumber in the na of the Douzhan Divine Palace, and it was certainly impossible for him to go there all alone.
If that is the case, where are the others?
Frowning slightly, while Chen Hai was wondering, not far away, the seawater parted from both sides with a swish, and an island of tens of kiloters in circumference slowly erged from the sea.
Though the island erged from the sea, an invisible barrier completely covered it, preventing the seawater from penetrating inside.
The island, tens of kiloters in circumference, wasn’t very large, but there wasn’t a single blade of grass on it, only jagged rocks. The only thing eye-catching was the relatively intact great hall at the center of the island.
"This is..." Fixing his attention on the island, Chen Hai’s Divine Sense just swept over it.
In the next instant, he raised an eyebrow, surprised in his heart.
Because, in his sensing, four massive legs stretched out from beneath the island, stirring slowly in the seawater.
This wasn’t an island at all; it was a colossal Mysterious Turtle.
The great hall Chen Hai saw was being carried on its back.
"Taoist Friend, have you finally arrived?" A shout suddenly echoed, entering Chen Hai’s mind.
High in the sky before him, the clouds and winds shifted, and soon, the phantom-like face of Divine Ancestor Douzhan quickly took shape.
This face smiled gently at Chen Hai, and in the next mont, the void transford, with countless scenes seemingly flashing before Chen Hai’s eyes.
When everything returned to normal, he suddenly found himself already situated within that great hall.
Outside the great hall, the seawater was all blue, with no sight of the void.
It seed that after leading him into this place, the Mysterious Turtle subrged the great hall once more into the seawater.
At this mont, quite a few people had gathered within the great hall.
At the forefront of the hall, six or seven sowhat indistinct phantoms of light were seated.
These light silhouettes were clearly not their true bodies. Judging from their lack of physical form, they probably weren’t even avatars, rely projections.
Although the six or seven figures all had indistinct faces, Chen Hai still recognized Divine Ancestor Douzhan at a glance.
Besides him, there was another figure Chen Hai was equally familiar with.
The Emperor Pan Ancestor, whom he had challenged countless tis, sat high in the hall’s foremost seat, though his position was relatively nearer to the outer side.
When Chen Hai entered the great hall, only Divine Ancestor Douzhan nodded slightly toward him. As for the others, they acted as though he didn’t exist, not even sparing him a glance.
Though these people were rely projections, their aura was deep as the sea, like the blazing Nine Heavens sun.
rely casting his gaze upon them caused Chen Hai’s eyes to sting and his entire being to feel as if it was about to be ignited.
"Six or seven Primordial Chaos Realm Great Powers’ consciousnesses descending here; this Land of Slumber must be extraordinary!"
Chen Hai muttered quietly, finding a spot within the hall to sit down temporarily.
Just like him, there were over a dozen others seated in the hall.
These people were rely of the Quasi-Saint level; the aura they exuded was certainly powerful, but not sufficient to intimidate Chen Hai.
It seed that they, too, were ordered by those Great Powers to enter the Land of Slumber.
Although Chen Hai shared a common goal with them, upon truly entering the so-called Land of Slumber, due to certain interests, they might draw their blades against him at any mont.
Those who have cultivated to the Quasi-Saint Realm were certainly not foolish. They naturally understood this concept.
At this mont, most were sitting cross-legged in ditation, and such interactions as making acquaintances with others rarely happened among them.
Two days remained before July 6th.
Summoned by the Primordial Chaos Daluo Realm experts, though no one dared to defy them, certainly not everyone had yet arrived at the great hall by this ti.
After all, unexpected events can happen at any ti. Even Chen Hai had encountered several groups of bandits on his way here.
However, with his strength, if not for the Primordial Chaos Realm, it would be nearly impossible to find several people in the entire Primordial who could rival him.
Those who dared to rob him along the way must have been blind.
Seeing everyone in the hall sitting cross-legged in ditation, Chen Hai followed suit. In a spot near the wall on one side of the hall, he took out a ditation cushion and sat down cross-legged, beginning to wait patiently.
For a cultivator of the Quasi-Saint level, even dozens to hundreds of years was just a mont’s nap.
rely two days passed in the blink of an eye.
In these two days, another six or seven Quasi-Saint level cultivators arrived nearby, led into this great hall.
Apart from the consciousness projections of the Daluo Realm Great Powers in the front of the hall, now, the number of people gathered within the entire great hall was approaching thirty.
"Everyone, though you belong to different forces, appearing here is certainly because of the Land of Slumber."
"For most of those present, the na Land of Slumber might be quite unfamiliar."
"However, you all know, due to a significant change in ancient tis, the Primordial Heavenly Path was severely injured and has been in a state of slumber."
"The Land of Slumber we ntioned is sowhat related to the Primordial Heavenly Path."
"What happened back then? What caused the once-great Saints and those legendary heroes to vanish completely from the Primordial?"
"The things we know are mostly hearsay. The true truth has long been buried in the river of ti."
"Having you enter the Land of Slumber, there’s no other reason than to use your hands to pursue the ancient secrets!"
...
As dawn broke, the few Daluo Realm projections that had been silent for two days finally stood up.
The person in the center, whose face was unrecognizable, scanned everyone present and then slowly spoke.
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