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280: Chapter 278 Guard the home, I'll be right back.

"Farewell, Sect Master!!"

Elder Xuan Zhen channeled his Void Refining Stage spiritual power, his voice echoing like rolling spring thunder across the entire Wen Dao Mountain Range.

"Farewell, Sect Master!! May the Sect Master enjoy eternal immortal blessings!"

Hundreds of Disciples shouted in unison, their voices converging into a visible soundwave that shot straight into the clouds.

There was no fear in their eyes, only absolute fanaticism for that man.

Su Lin stood before the window, watching the Disciples below with their flushed faces and hoarse throats. A gentle smile finally appeared on his stern face.

He did not speak, but slowly raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and tapped gently towards Elder Xuan Zhen below.

A faint golden stream of light shot from his fingertips, instantly sinking into the center of Elder Xuan Zhen's brow.

It was a Divine Thought containing Su Lin's insights on improving the Mountain Protecting Grand Array of this region, along with a wisp of Chaos Sword Qi capable of erupting with the power of the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage at a critical moment to save his life.

"Guard the home; I shall return shortly."

Su Lin's voice did not travel through the air, but instead exploded directly within the depths of Elder Xuan Zhen's Sea of Consciousness, steady and heavy.

Elder Xuan Zhen shuddered violently, tears streaming down his face. He buried his head deep between his knees and roared tremulously, "Your subordinate acknowledges the order! As long as I live, the array stands! If the array falls, I die!!"

Su Lin withdrew his gaze.

He turned around, the gentleness on his face completely retracted.

He took a deep breath and slowly mobilized the spiritual power that had just stabilized within his body, extending it through the dragon bone array eye beneath his feet to every corner of the flying ship.

"Set sail."

In the power compartment at the bottom of the flying ship.

"Hahahaha! Spin for me, you bastards!!!"

Su Hongling let out a violent, ear-piercing roar.

She did not use a shred of spiritual power, instead pushing the physical strength of a Mahayana Stage Body Cultivator—enough to crush stars with one hand—to the absolute limit.

On her petite frame, golden battle patterns flashed and flowed like boiling magma, and visible, substantial power of blood and Qi transformed into red steam, gushing from her pores and instantly filling the entire power compartment.

"Hrah!"

Her legs were firmly wedged into the grooves of the massive bronze power wheel, her waist sank back violently, and her thigh muscles instantly bulged to an exaggerated degree.

That incredibly heavy primordial bronze wheel, which not even ten Integration Stage Cultivators combined could hope to budge, began to slowly turn after a metallic screech under the sheer, unreasonable brute force of Su Hongling's pedaling!

As the first rotation was completed, Su Hongling's eyes turned completely crimson. She laughed crazily, her legs alternating like phantoms, pedaling faster and faster, becoming more and more terrifying!

"Not fast enough! Still not fast enough!! The Old Man is watching! Take off for me!!!"

The rotation speed of the bronze wheel instantly broke its limit, but under the transformation of the array, this pure physical kinetic energy was perfectly converted into a terrifying thrust capable of tearing through space.

The entire [Starsea Breaker] emitted a thunderous roar. The massive ship jolted violently, completely ignoring the Law of Gravity, and shot straight toward the clouds in the high sky like an arrow released from a bow!

"Power output stable, speed has reached the threshold for breaking the boundary."

On the second level, in the cockpit.

Gu Qiuyue wore a capable combat outfit, and her stunning face, which usually wore a shrewd, merchant-like smile, was now as cold as a ten-thousand-year glacier.

She held the star disk that emitted a faint blue light in both hands, her ten fair, slender fingers tracing dazzling afterimages above the disk.

"Thirty-five degrees north by east, sixty degrees elevation, locking onto the weak point in space... That's it!"

Gu Qiuyue's golden pupils constricted sharply. She unhesitatingly crushed a piece of supreme void spirit crystal in her hand, pouring all of its Space Law into the guiding array patterns of the star disk.

"Revered Master, we are about to impact!"

"Cold Moon, Qingxue! Activate the shield!" Gu Qiuyue shouted through her Divine Sense.

"You don't need to tell me!"

On the outer shell of the flying ship, Cold Moon and Mu Qingxue were already prepared.

Cold Moon's purple-gold dragon robe flapped violently in the gale. She slammed her hands together, and her Mahayana Stage Imperial Dao Dragon Qi poured out without reservation.

"Heavenly Sovereign and Earthly Queen, Nine Dragons Protect the Cauldron!"

ROAR!!!

Nine white-gold dragon phantoms, each ten thousand zhang long, roared out from her body. They did not attack anyone but instead connected head to tail, instantly coiling around the dragon bone shell of the entire flying ship to form a golden light barrier.

But this was not enough; the tearing force of the Void Realm turbulence could easily shred even the Protective Aura of a Mahayana Stage Cultivator.

"Absolute Zero, Ice Soul Dragon Scales." Mu Qingxue's voice was as cold and clear as a frigid spring.

She held the longsword tied with the [ice soul concentration tassel], tapping the tip lightly into the void.

A terrifying cold wave, capable of freezing even time, instantly covered the layer of golden Imperial Dao Dragon Qi.

A miraculous scene occurred. The extreme ice layer did not extinguish the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi, but instead fused perfectly with that golden light.

The originally illusory dragon shadows, under the blessing of the Ice Law, transformed into solid, sturdy dragon scales that shimmered with an interwoven luster of ice blue and dark gold, fitting seamlessly onto the surface of the flying ship.

Under the terrifying pedaling thrust of Su Hongling, which rivaled a primordial tyrannosaur, the flying ship slammed fiercely into the weak point in space that Gu Qiuyue had locked onto.

The azure sky, like a painting, was forcibly smashed open by this purple-gold giant ship, creating a huge, pitch-black hole.

The flying ship did not pause for even an instant, plunging headlong into that endless darkness.

The moment it entered the Void Realm, the dazzling light, sound, and even the perception of the passage of time that existed in the current world were stripped away in an instant.

This was a vacuum zone of Laws, the cracks between worlds, an absolute darkness from which even light could not escape.

"Szzzzz." Almost as soon as they entered, a hair-raising friction sound came from the [Dragon Roar Ice Soul Armor] on the outer layer of the flying ship.

That was the Void Realm turbulence, like billions of invisible scalpels, crazily cutting and grinding away at the ship's defense.

If it were an ordinary Magic Treasure ship, it would not have been able to withstand even a single breath under such terrifying grinding, and would have been crushed into its most basic atomic form.

But the [Dragon Roar Ice Soul Armor] held on. Although sparks constantly flashed on the golden dragon scales and the ice layer was being thinned at a visible rate, under the continuous infusion of Mahayana Stage spiritual power from Cold Moon and Mu Qingxue, the defensive barrier remained indestructible.

"What terrifying tearing force..." In the cockpit, Gu Qiuyue watched the energy consumption data jumping crazily on the star disk, a layer of fine cold sweat seeping onto her forehead.

"If we continue at this rate of consumption, even if we brought ten supreme Spiritual Veins as backup energy, we wouldn't make it to the depths."

"It's your turn! Fifth Senior Sister! Third Senior Sister!" Gu Qiuyue shouted.

"What's the rush? This Venerable One has long been prepared." Located in the middle section of the flying ship, Luo Ximei curled her lips into an enchanting, cold smile.

Her white-gold right eye seemed to become the only star in this absolute darkness.

"Great Thousand Formless, Void and Reality Interwoven, Reverse for me!" She slammed her hands together to form a seal.

In an instant, the supreme gemstones on the surface of the flying ship, originally meant to display luxury, had their internal array patterns reverse violently.

The flying ship, which had been emitting light outward, suddenly turned into a huge black hole.

It began to crazily absorb all visible light and spiritual power fluctuations in the surroundings, and even the auras emitted by Cold Moon and Mu Qingxue were forcibly suppressed by this power.

To the outside world, this thousand-zhang-long purple-gold giant ship seemed to have evaporated into thin air, completely blending into the deep Void Realm background.

With the full activation of the camouflage array, the cutting force of the Void Realm turbulence on the flying ship instantly decreased by more than eighty percent.

Because in the judgment of the Void Realm Laws, this flying ship was no longer a foreign object, but an ordinary void meteorite drifting with the flow.

"This concealment array is indeed exquisite." Su Lin, who had been standing on the captain's deck, looked at the endless darkness outside and nodded slightly.

Luo Ximei's talent in arrays, coupled with the blessing of that wisp of True Immortal Origin, had indeed reached a level of perfection.

"Invisibility alone is not enough; not everyone in the Void Realm is blind." Chu Weiwei's sweet yet dangerous voice came from the amplification array.

She was standing in her poison refining room, in front of a huge bronze cauldron, inside which a thick, eerily purple-green liquid was churning.

"In these cracks of the Void Realm, there are quite a few Void Realm behemoths that survive by smell and devouring life force."

As Chu Weiwei spoke, she unhesitatingly slashed her wrist, forcing out a drop of purple-gold essence blood containing her Medicine Immortal Origin, and dripped it into the cauldron.

"BOOM!" The poisonous liquid in the cauldron instantly boiled, transforming into a colorless and odorless strange mist that was quickly vented along the internal ventilation ducts of the flying ship to the outer shell.

This layer of mist was extremely thin, even invisible to the naked eye, but it was like a layer of the most lethal poisonous clothing, tightly wrapped around the outside.

"This is the [Void Dissolving Bone Melting Powder] that Weiwei recently developed."

"It has no smell, nor will it cause a backlash from the Void Realm Laws. But as long as any living, breathing Void Realm creature dares to approach within a hundred zhang of the ship, even if it just grazes its skin..."

"The poison will follow their craving for life force, directly corroding their Divine Soul and bone marrow, causing them to unknowingly turn into a puddle of void pus."

She paused, her tone becoming extremely gentle, as if seeking credit from her lover: "Revered Master, this way, even those void fleas won't be able to disturb your rest."

Concealment, defense, poisoning, plus Su Hongling's terrifying physical propulsion.

This [Starsea Breaker], armed to the teeth, was like the most lethal poisonous snake, gliding silently yet extremely dangerously towards its target in the shadows of the Void Realm.

Everything had entered the right track.

The spatial array inside the flying ship completely isolated the turbulence and tearing sensation outside. If not for seeing the bizarre Void Realm storms through the observation window, it would even make one feel as if they were still admiring the moon behind the Daochu Sect.

As the highly tense startup procedure ended, the flying ship entered a stable automatic cruise mode.

The few female disciples, who had originally been on edge and performing their respective duties, immediately relaxed their taut nerves after confirming there was no danger.

And once this group of terrifyingly powerful women had free time, their abundant energy would, without exception, turn toward the only target.

Their Revered Master, Su Lin.

"Whew... I'm exhausted." The door to the main control room was pushed open, and Gu Qiuyue walked in, wiping non-existent sweat from her forehead while holding her Golden Abacus.

The tight combat outfit she was wearing today was slightly soaked with sweat from the high-intensity spiritual power output just now, clinging to her body and outlining her mature, voluptuous curves even more enticingly.

She walked to Su Lin's side extremely naturally, and regardless of the fact that this was the captain's deck, she leaned her body against the railing beside him. Her moist golden eyes tilted up slightly, looking at Su Lin with three parts exhaustion and seven parts expectation of praise.

"Revered Master, your disciple didn't make a single mistake in calculating the coordinates just now. The routes in this Void Realm are ever-changing; if not for your disciple's precise abacus skills, we might have been lost in the spatial turbulence."

As she spoke, she reached out a slender finger, gently hooking a strand of Su Lin's long hair hanging on his shoulder and twirling it around her fingertip.

"Revered Master, tell me, did your disciple perform a great service?"

Su Lin sat on the captain's chair carved from deep-sea sinking yin wood, closing his eyes to rest and organizing the Integration Stage spiritual power that had just stabilized within his body.

Hearing Gu Qiuyue's words, he just gave a faint "Mn".

"It counts as a great service. When we arrive at our destination, I will record you for the primary merit."

Su Lin's answer was conventional, completely in the style of a strict Revered Master.

But Gu Qiuyue was clearly not satisfied with this dry answer.

"Just record a primary merit?"

She leaned forward, the astonishing curve of her chest almost touching Su Lin's arm, her voice lowered extremely, revealing a hint of a merchant's cunning and a woman's coquettishness.

"Your disciple doesn't want any primary merit; your disciple only wants Revered Master..."

"Only wants Revered Master what?" A sarcastic voice came from the doorway.

Luo Ximei swayed her waist and walked in slowly.

She had shed the piercing Killing Intent from when she was casting spells just now, and that white-gold heterochromatic eye had also returned to a deep, dark red. Her whole person once again exuded a lazy and deadly seductive aura.

She walked to the other side of Su Lin, naturally draping herself over the back of the captain's chair, wrapping her arms around Su Lin's neck.

"Revered Master, don't listen to Sixth Junior Sister's nonsense about her merits. If it weren't for this Venerable One's [Great Thousand Formless Illusion Array], even if she broke her abacus, we would have already been besieged by Void Realm behemoths."

Her breath brushed against Su Lin's earlobe, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

"Revered Master, you saw it with your own eyes just now; in order to maintain the illusion array, your disciple's Devilish Qi was almost exhausted, and I'm still dizzy now."

She deliberately pressed most of her body weight onto Su Lin, her voice as soft and sweet as a marshmallow.

"Revered Master, will you rub your disciple's forehead? Just rub it once..."

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