"This can't go on..."
Lord Haihe's eyes were filled with worry, his figure noticeably thinner than before, and a few strands of white hair appeared at his temples.
About a year ago:
The Battle of Fubo Sea, where his master, Wanchuan Ancestor, had to sacrifice the sect's foundation and fight desperately to escape the encirclent of three sects.
The Floating Island on the sky had already suffered severe damage. After it was forcibly propelled tens of thousands of miles, it could no longer hold and fell into the sea, leaving Wanchuan Ancestor in a deep coma.
With the sect leader absent and people in a panic, Lord Haihe was entrusted with the critical task of temporarily succeeding as Sect Leader of Fuhai Sect, stabilizing the people and maintaining the situation while Wanchuan Ancestor was unconscious.
To this day:
Wanchuan Ancestor remains comatose, and the Floating Island on the sky has drifted all the way to the extre eastern region of Fubo Sea, only tens of thousands of miles away from Eastern Dayu.
"The hearts of the people on the island are unsettled, and there are many rumors spreading."
"If Master does not awaken soon, I fear the spirit of the disciples will gradually dissipate..."
Thinking of this, Lord Haihe felt even more burdened, yet he could only sigh helplessly.
For a whole year, he used the remnants of the Illusion Array to conceal the island, sealed it off and prohibited anyone from leaving, ordering all disciples, stewards, and Elders to stay put.
But the sudden upheaval and displacent still could not be quickly alleviated, and as long as Wanchuan Ancestor remains unconscious, Fuhai Sect lacks a true pillar.
"Sect Leader Brother!"
A Divine Thought suddenly ca, filled with joy and excitent:
"He's awake! Master is awake!"
"Really?"
Lord Haihe was montarily stunned, then was overjoyed, imdiately navigating the Escape Light to rush downwards.
He soon reached the bedchamber and saw Wanchuan Ancestor lying on the bed, pale and weak in breath.
"You've co..."
Seeing Lord Haihe, Wanchuan Ancestor nodded in acknowledgnt.
"Master, you have finally awakened."
After his initial excitent, Lord Haihe quickly sat down by the bed and briefly reported the events of the past year.
After hearing his report, Wanchuan Ancestor nodded slowly and said in a hoarse voice:
"You've done well. Temporarily sealing off the floating island was the right decision."
"The sect has suffered heavy losses and has been expelled from within the Da Li Territory, and amid this unrest, nothing must go wrong."
At this point, a shadow flickered in his eyes:
"...Considering the ti, that Realm Breaker should have almost completed his rit Perfection, and the Five Elents Secret Realm might have reopened."
"It's regrettable that we worked the hardest, ticulously planning for over a hundred years, only to end up like holess dogs..."
Hearing this, Lord Haihe said in a deep voice:
"This is also one of the reasons many Qi Refining Disciples and even Elders in the sect are filled with resentnt."
"So even suggested I contact Golden Core Cultivators within the Dayu Territory to pit one faction against another, ruling that even if we don't benefit, we shouldn't let Lingyang Sect and others have it easy."
Wanchuan Ancestor shook his head directly upon hearing this:
"Don't bother with such short-sighted and resentful foolishness."
"Playing one faction against another requires the strength to control a faction. With our current ss, rash contact with the outside could invite trouble and make us easy prey."
Lord Haihe nodded and said:
"I think the sa, so I've strictly prohibited them from venturing out, enforcing the blockade."
Wanchuan Ancestor paused briefly, then slowly said:
"I already have not much life left, and having suffered such severe injuries, I fear I have only twenty or thirty years left, during which I cannot engage in combat, or one more fight might lead directly to death."
He fixed his gaze on Lord Haihe and said, one word at a ti:
"You must break through the Golden Core Realm within twenty years to shoulder this Da Liang, or I will die with regrets!"
"...Yes."
Lord Haihe took a deep breath and lowered his head, saying:
"Rest assured, Master, I will give it my all!"
"Good, that's good..."
Wanchuan Ancestor exhaled a long breath, as if releasing a heavy burden, and slowly said:
"For the next twenty years, let's remain secluded here in Fubo Sea."
"With the sect's foundation, supporting twenty years is not an issue; although we lost the Qianyuan Solidification Pill, the other Spiritual Objects I've prepared for you are still there, giving you nearly a fifty percent chance of breaking through to Golden Core."
He said, with increasing heaviness in his tone:
"I can only hope the ancestors bless us, so that the legacy of our Fuhai Sect will not be severed..."
......
In the Five Elents Secret Realm.
Zhang Yao was wandering through the many outer small worlds, occasionally leaving behind a treasure and slightly adjusting the Array.
After decades of exploration by various Golden Core Influences, much of the outer layer of the Five Elents Secret Realm had been emptied. Zhang Yao selected so treasures from his own collection and Yu Wen Tai's wealth as 'prizes.'
His goal was simple: to make conflicts more intense and the collection of Soul Thought Aura faster and smoother, completing this crucial step sooner.
Compared to the Golden Core Dao, a few Second Grade Spirit Pills and treasures were trivial.
"Isn't this like baiting before fishing?"
Suddenly thinking of this, Zhang Yao couldn't help but chuckle quietly.
In a good mood, he wandered through the many small worlds, admiring the different landscapes of the Five Elents cycle, each unique and splendid.
During the past year spent cultivating in the core of the Five Elents Secret Realm, he hadn't wasted his ti.
First, he completed the final re-refining step of the Five Spirits Divine General Talisman, enhancing its power to the extre level of Foundation Establishnt Stage. Unless his expertise in Talisman and Artifact Refining reached Third Grade, it couldn't be further refined;
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