The Communication Talisman hovered motionless in midair.
It was waiting for Shen Ye.
Yet Shen Ye felt rather troubled.
The path to Connecting Heaven mandated that he must not engage in fights before reaching the Eightfold Dharmakaya.
Not fight... how could he protect himself?
The power of the Magical Realm in the Ninety-Nine Layered Universe was so overwhelming that after so simple cultivation, he had already faintly sensed the possibility of a breakthrough.
—The Power of the Magical Realm here is indeed too abundant and strong!
How good it would be if everyone could cultivate here.
Shen Ye sighed.
It was almost impossible.
If Tu Fusheng hadn't put in such a great effort, both offering Cultivation Techniques and the Spirit Stone Mountain, he wouldn't have been able to survive within the Supre Tao Palace.
How could he even think about bringing others?
He was digressing.
Now he needed to figure out how to avoid conflict.
Although the gate still had direct access to "Dusk Star," did he really want to go there?
Wouldn't others see his gate power and create more trouble?
Forget it, think it over again.
Shen Ye put away the Communication Talisman, moved his physique, leaped into the air, and flew towards the Central Hall.
As he flew, he activated his Dharma Aspect.
At the sa mont.
At his summon, six figures erged within the Dharma Aspect.
Big Skeleton Fei Lun!
And—
The Four Kings!
The Earth Demon Beast!
The Earth Demon Beast ford an oval cocoon and hopped on the ground quite adorably.
The only one he didn't call back was Tu Fusheng.
—Because his identity was sensitive and not suitable to appear in the Taoist Palace.
Big Skeleton and the Four Kings could be claid as Divinely Spirits of his Dharma Aspect.
The Earth Demon Beast was a War Pet.
What would be the role of Tu Fusheng if he ca?
Unless it was a life-and-death situation, Tu Fusheng could only appear then.
"What's going on?"
Big Skeleton asked.
Shen Ye explained the situation.
"Then we're useless here," Big Skeleton spread his hands, "We are divine spirits of your Dharma Aspect, bound by contract, once we take action, it ans you have joined the fight."
"Is there really no other way?" Shen Ye asked.
"No, you can only try to avoid battle." Big Skeleton said.
Having no choice, Shen Ye thought as he flew, soaring over mountaintop after mountaintop.
Suddenly, he noticed sothing and looked down.
He saw the divine statue standing in front of the Taoist Palace, unguarded by anyone nearby.
He was getting closer and closer to it.
If he released the Vajra Pestle and struck it, the contract between him and Yun Ni would be fulfilled.
Should he try?
The Vajra Pestle could break through all the great formations of the Taoist Palace.
Shen Ye caressed his Storage Ring and then let go.
The Supre Tao Palace seed enshrouded in layers of fog, making it impossible to see what was hidden behind it.
When everything was unclear, was he supposed to make a hasty move?
—What would the consequences be?
Forget it.
Shen Ye withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.
The Central Hall had arrived.
There, many disciples of similar age had already gathered.
Everyone was curious and tense.
Among the crowd, the stronger disciples revealed excitent as if they had finally grasped an opportunity.
Before long.
So had begun to display high-level powers of the Magical Realm, especially those disciples who had been there for three years.
These people were acting fiercely towards each other, shouting threats.
Shen Ye landed and quietly moved back a few steps, standing at the edge of the crowd.
This was not enough.
He thought for a mont and again displayed the Purple Entry "disaster" above his head.
—In this higher-dinsional universe, it seed everyone had various thods to clearly see the words above others' heads.
Unless the other party had so secret technique to hide their entry deliberately.
"Disaster" should be useful.
Soon.
A voice rang out:
"Junior Brother, your 'na' is quite bold, but what is the strength of your Magical Realm?"
Shen Ye turned to look, only to see a thin, tall male Taoist looking at him, a smug smile on his face.
The fluctuation of strength on his body was roughly at the level of Law Realm Seven or Eight.
"Are you referring to my 'disaster'?" Shen Ye pointed to his own head and asked.
"Exactly," the thin, tall man said.
Shen Ye sighed and replied, "Anyone who stays with too long gets bad luck, even a few have died before, and so the Magical Realm bestowed this na."
Hearing this, the man subtly stepped back and said with clasped hands, "Junior Brother is formidable."
Then he retreated into the crowd.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Soone laughed loudly and leaped out to Shen Ye's side, patting his shoulder and said:
"This is clearly a joke, right?"
"Poor thing, soone is so timid, scared of even this—don't you agree, Daoist friend?"
This person had a face full of pockmarks, a fat physique, and his small eyes were full of ferocity.
Shen Ye fell silent once again, looking into the void.
The requirents for the trial of the path to Connecting Heaven quietly erged:
"Utilize the strength of cultivation to elevate your power to the Eightfold Dharmakaya. Throughout this process, you must not engage in combat with others."
"If you are found to have engaged in combat, the path to Connecting Heaven will imdiately close."
No fighting...
"Can't you speak, mute?" Pockmarked Face grabbed Shen Ye's shoulder tightly.
Don't fight.
Then don't fight.
Shen Ye said amiably, "Daoist friend, if you stay with too long, calamity is certain."
Without waiting for the other person to speak, Shen Ye continued:
"Really, my 'na' has killed countless people. If you don't believe , just keep standing here."
As his words fell.
The Entry "disaster" activated!
"Disaster."
"Destiny class entry, Purple Entry (One in Ten Thousand)."
"Description: Designate a place where you have stayed and bring about a catastrophic disaster."
Indeed.
The entry targeted "places," not "people!"
How could it possibly count as "engaging in a fight with others"?
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