506: Chapter 506 The Arrival of Night Void

It was as if nothing had happened; only the Star Domain map, now shredded into fragments, silently recounted the thrilling events that had just transpired.

On Langhuan Immortal Mountain, the night was serene. Qingxue Palace, perched atop the highest Peak of the Qingyun Dao Sect, was blanketed in snow year-round.

At this moment, moonlight bathed the snow-covered ground, as if the entire world were draped in a silver veil.

A few female Disciples at the Early Stage of the True Immortal realm were patrolling outside the palace.

They held ice-blue palace lanterns, walking across the snow with steps so light they left almost no trace.

The cold-soul fire flickering within the lanterns was a special creation of Qingxue Palace; it not only provided illumination but could also detect abnormal energy fluctuations within a radius of a hundred zhang.

"Stay alert," the lead female Disciple whispered. "These are extraordinary times; there must not be the slightest negligence."

"Yes!" the other Disciples responded in unison. Unbeknownst to them, on this seemingly ordinary night, a pair of eyes was watching everything from above the Nine Heavens.

Inside the bedchamber, the candlelight was warm, dispelling some of the chill.

Gu Qingxue sat by the bed, wearing a plain white nightgown, her long hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall.

She leaned over, gently rocking the purple-gold cradle by the bed.

The cradle itself was no ordinary object—cast entirely from purple-soul gold, with soul-warming jade embedded at its four corners to nourish the infant's soul.

Lined with a soft cushion woven from ten-thousand-year ice silkworm silk, it was warm in winter and cool in summer, and could ward off all evil spirits.

Inside the cradle, a tiny infant was sleeping soundly.

She was probably only three months old, with a chubby, pink face. Her two tiny hands were clenched into fists near her ears, and she occasionally smacked her lips, as if eating something delicious in her dreams.

Most strangely, a faint purple-gold light radiated from her body.

It was the Grandmist Chaos Immortal Light. Lu Yuan had originally used a secret technique to conceal this Immortal Light, making it difficult for even beings at the Immortal King level to easily perceive it. However, the Dao charm contained within the light—that aura which made one feel involuntarily peaceful and serene—could not be completely masked.

"This little one, sleeping so soundly." Gu Qingxue's eyes were filled with tenderness and love. She couldn't help but reach out and gently poke her daughter's pink cheek.

The touch was soft and tender, like touching a piece of warm tofu.

Little Qingcheng seemed to sense something in her sleep; her tiny eyebrows furrowed slightly, but soon relaxed, and she continued to sleep soundly.

Gu Qingxue couldn't help but smile. That smile was as gentle as water, completely different from the cold, frosty white-haired Fairy she once was.

However, just at this moment,

in the shadows of the corner of the bedchamber, a faint ripple appeared in space.

That ripple was ten thousand times gentler than a breeze brushing over water, like the most inconspicuous spray in the river of space.

Even a powerhouse at the Profound Immortal level, or even an ordinary Golden Immortal, would not have been able to detect a single thing here.

But at the very moment this ripple appeared, space fluctuated again in the shadows of the bedchamber's corner.

A figure in white emerged silently; it was Lu Yuan's true self, who had secretly returned by crossing the Void Realm.

He stood quietly in the shadows, his entire being blending into the darkness.

His long hair, his robes, and even his skin seemed to have become part of the shadows.

Only those deep double pupils flickered with cold light in the darkness.

Lu Yuan's gaze was locked tightly onto the space in the center of the bedchamber where the ripple had appeared.

Deep within his double pupils, a circle of purple-gold light was slowly rotating.

It was one of the innate abilities of the double pupils—Seeing Through Falsehood.

In this state, no concealment technique could hide from Lu Yuan's eyes.

Beings hidden in the layers of the Void Realm, people wearing invisible Magic Treasures, or even those who had transformed themselves into another form, would be exposed under his double pupils.

And now, his double pupils clearly saw a palm-sized Talisman stuck to the spatial node where the ripple had appeared.

The Talisman was pitch black, covered in dense runes drawn with some kind of silver blood.

The runes twisted and squirmed like living earthworms, emitting eerie spatial fluctuations.

The Talisman merged with space, like a thin film stuck to the surface of the real world, isolating it from all detection.

This was the "Heaven-Deceiving Talisman," one of the clan-protecting Magic Treasures of the Celestial Demon Clan. It was said that even a scan from an Immortal King's Divine Thought could be deceived, provided it was not a deliberate, thorough investigation.

And behind the Heaven-Deceiving Talisman, a figure was merging into the real world.

It was a man with a slender build, his skin an unnatural grayish-white, as if a corpse had been soaked in water for a long time.

He was wearing a tight-fitting night-travel suit. The material was of an unknown substance, capable of absorbing surrounding light, making his entire outline blurred.

His eyes were the most peculiar; they had no pupils, and the entire eyeball was a pitch-black void, like two miniature black holes capable of swallowing all detection.

The Yaksha Clan's number one assassin, at the Peak of the Late Stage of the Golden Immortal realm—Ye Wuxu.

At this moment, half of his body had already emerged from that spatial ripple, his movements extremely slow, so slow it was as if he were traversing through solidified time.

Every inch he moved, the Great Void Concealment Technique on him fluctuated, blending him with the surrounding space, like a piece of ice slowly melting into a basin of water, silent and traceless.

Lu Yuan watched all this quietly, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into an icy, bone-chilling smile.

That smile was like a hunter watching prey walk step by step into the trap he had set.

In fact, a net of heaven and earth had indeed been laid out in this Qingxue Palace.

In the four corners of the bedchamber, he had long since set up the array eyes for the Heaven-Severing Trapping and Killing Array.

The array eyes were hidden by his "Deceiving the Heavens and Crossing the Sea" technique; even a Golden Immortal at the Peak would not be able to detect them without a thorough search.

On the rafters, a guardian Puppet of the Creation Realm was lurking.

Around the cradle, thirteen layers of Restrictions were stacked, and he had even used a one-time Great Void Sealing Talisman, specifically to counter the Void Realm escape techniques of assassins like Ye Wuxu.

A powerhouse at the Great Perfection of the Late Stage of the Golden Immortal realm, known as the number one person below the Immortal Lord level, was stooping to ambush an assassin.

If this were to get out, the entire Star Domain would be shocked.

But Lu Yuan didn't care. What he cared about was the little one sleeping soundly in the cradle.

Whoever dared to touch his daughter, he would make sure they died without a burial place.

An almost imperceptible gray shadow was pressing against the ground, silently approaching the palace.

The Yaksha Clan's number one assassin, Ye Wuxu!

In his hand, he clutched the "Heaven-Deceiving Talisman" that was emitting an eerie black light.

This Talisman not only concealed his figure but also briefly erased his aura, Karma, and even his fate trajectory from this world.

He was like a ghost that did not exist.

"So much for the Qingyun Dao Sect's sect-protecting array; in front of this Heaven-Deceiving Talisman, it is nothing but a mere decoration."