557: Chapter 557 Departure from the Immortal Realm

Wang Xiaopang reined in his usual playfulness and spoke solemnly: "Rest assured, Revered Master. This Disciple will certainly not be reckless. I will follow the arrangements of my Senior Brother and Senior Sister, maintain a sense of propriety, and protect our Foundation."

A look of determination flashed in the eyes of the others.

Gu Changge looked at them, his tone softening slightly: "I know you are capable of handling ordinary dangers, but you still must not be the least bit careless."

At this point, he waved his hand, and four streaks of warm light fell into their hands.

As the radiance faded, an ancient-style ring and a cyan jade Talisman swirling with the aura of the Cangyun World's Origin appeared.

"This is a Sumeru Ring. I have prepared some treasures inside for you to use on this trip."

The four probed with their Divine Thought, and their hearts skipped a beat.

The space inside the ring was vast; Immortal Stones were piled like mountains, Spirit Medicines grew in gardens, and there were many rare precious materials and Immortal Pills.

The completeness of the variety and the high quality far exceeded the imagination of ordinary True Immortal Realm Cultivators; it was like a miniature mobile treasury.

Revered Master was indeed as wealthy as ever!

Gu Changge's gaze fell upon that cyan jade Talisman: "This is the Cangyun Talisman, which contains a trace of my Divine Thought imprint."

Gu Changge said indifferently, "If you encounter a life-or-death situation or a powerful enemy you cannot handle, do not force yourselves to hold out. Crush the jade Talisman, and the Sect's reinforcements will arrive immediately."

"My Disciples may die in battle, but they must not die in vain. However, you must not lose your enterprising spirit just because you have backing."

"This Disciple will keep Revered Master's teachings in mind!"

The four received the jade Talismans with both hands, bowed to accept the command, and tucked the jade Talismans close to their bodies.

Gu Changge looked up toward the depths of the Chaos: "Go!"

"This Disciple takes his leave!"

The four bowed again in salute.

After the ceremony, the four and Mo Yu turned into streaks of light, soaring into the sky, tearing through the firmament of the Xuanhuang World, and plunging into the boundless and cold Chaos.

Watching his Disciples' figures disappear into the horizon, Gu Changge remained standing with his hands behind his back at the peak of Zizhu Peak. The mountain wind brushed his sleeves, but it could not disturb the depth of the abyss-like calm in his eyes.

Xiao Hei, who had been quietly crouching on his shoulder, tilted his head slightly at this moment, his dark gold vertical pupils looking in the direction where the Disciples had departed.

He then turned toward Gu Changge, letting out a barely audible "purr" from his throat.

In that look, a trace of a question was clearly conveyed, as if asking: Revered Master, do you really not need me to follow and take a look this time?

Gu Changge raised his hand and gently stroked Xiao Hei's smooth, cold scales, the corners of his lips curling up into an extremely faint yet infinitely composed arc.

"This time, let them venture out on their own."

His voice was very soft, as if speaking to Xiao Hei, yet also like whispering to himself.

However, before this faint smile could completely fade, a glimmer that others would find impossible to detect flickered through his deep eyes.

With a movement of his mind, undetectable by anyone.

Several imprints silently crossed endless time and space, precisely sinking into the deepest part of the Divine Soul Origin of Xiao Ruobai and the others, who were currently racing through the Chaos.

The moment the imprints merged, they did not cause any discomfort or alertness in the group, as if they were already one with them.

Gu Changge withdrew his gaze, and that glimmer also vanished.

The figures of Xiao Ruobai and the others sped through the Chaos, slowly approaching the Chengyun Immortal Domain.

Xiao Ruobai flew at the very front, his aura heavy and condensed. An invisible Great Emperor Domain naturally expanded, quietly neutralizing the incoming turbulent flows of Chaos and carving out a path for the others behind him.

Ling Xi followed closely, half a step behind. The occasional flow of a harmonious Dao charm still made the surrounding Chaos Qi become docile, silently guarding the entire team.

Mo Yu transformed into a cold young man wearing a tight-fitting outfit with red-gold patterns, guarding Xiao Ruobai's flank from the rear alongside Fang Hanyu.

His red-gold pupils sharply scanned the surroundings, with Qilin True Fire faintly flowing around him, forming an invisible barrier that incinerated the distant Chaos storms and spatial fragments into nothingness.

Fang Hanyu's Sword Qi was held in check, precisely slashing and destroying the nearby Law fragments.

Wang Xiaopang brought up the rear, Talisman light flickering beneath his feet. He not only skillfully borrowed strength but also constantly scattered concealment Talismans to further erase the traces of the team's passage.

"Eldest Senior Brother," Ling Xi spoke softly to request instructions.

"The spatial barrier ahead is clearly visible; we are about to arrive at the Chengyun Immortal Domain Fragment."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruobai raised his hand to signal, and the five of them stopped in unison, hovering in the Chaos and looking toward that fragment of the Immortal Domain with its broken barrier.

In the next second, the five of them simultaneously operated the Cannot See Through Me Cultivation Technique.

Radiance flowed around the five of them as their originally pure and vast Spiritual Power fluctuations, which bore the mark of a Great World, were rapidly restrained and transformed. Not a single trace of being a Xuanhuang Cultivator could be found.

In just an instant, the five of them seemed to have changed their Foundations, shedding the dust left by their journey through the Chaos, each standing tall and dressed elegantly.

Xiao Ruobai wore a moon-white brocade robe with dark cloud patterns embroidered on the hem, a belt of Mo Yu around his waist adorned with a lustrous jade buckle. His aura was as heavy as a mountain, and his eyes were full of composure and steadiness.

Ling Xi wore a plain white flowing immortal dress. As the hem lightly swayed, it seemed as if moonlight was flowing. Her skin was whiter than snow, her features were clear and exquisite, and her Dao charm was harmonious and soft. She actively suppressed her True Immortal Realm cultivation to the Void Immortal realm.

Mo Yu wore a tight-fitting outfit with red-gold dark patterns, outlining his tall and agile figure. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with fine Qilin patterns.

Fang Hanyu was still in a snow-white robe, the fabric thin yet untainted by dust. A long sword hung at his waist, its scabbard simple and unadorned, yet faintly surrounded by Sword Qi.

Wang Xiaopang cast aside his usual casualness and wore a brocade short-style martial outfit. Though he was still as cute as ever, it was hard to hide the orderly Talisman light aura around him.

The five of them stood side by side in the Chaos, their sleeves fluttering with an extraordinary bearing.

They did not choose to keep a low profile this time; they had come here to unify the Chengyun Immortal Domain.

"Let's go."

Seeing that they were prepared, Xiao Ruobai gave a low shout and took the lead, turning into a streak of light and heading toward the Immortal Domain Fragment.

Ling Xi and the other four followed closely behind.

As soon as they landed, the five of them cautiously observed this unfamiliar Immortal Domain world.

Unlike the spiritual beauty and thick Laws of the Xuanhuang World, the air of the Chengyun Immortal Domain was filled with a chaotic Spiritual Qi.

It contained both the pure immortal grace unique to an Immortal Domain and the bloody scent left after slaughter, the mixed Spiritual Power remaining from Cultivator battles, and even some remnants of abandoned Formations.

Before them was a deathly silent, desolate desert. The ground was covered with ravines of varying depths, mostly traces left by the erosion of time and battles between ancient Cultivators.

Occasionally, a few dried and blackened skeletal remains could be seen, their robes so decayed that no patterns could be distinguished, clearly having been silent in this place for a long time.

The distant sky was a murky gray. No roar of magical power collisions could be heard, nor were there any signs of Cultivator activity. Only the howling wind swirled with dust, appearing exceptionally bleak and desolate.

This was the outermost edge of the Chengyun Immortal Domain, uninhabited, with only silence and ruin.

"What a dilapidated Immortal Domain, not even a single person in sight."

Wang Xiaopang couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, kicking a piece of weathered rubble with his foot, which instantly turned into powder.

Xiao Ruobai's gaze swept calmly over the surroundings. He pinched his fingertips, and a weak Divine Thought quietly spread out, probing the movements ahead before withdrawing it a moment later.

He spoke slowly: "This is the outermost edge of the Immortal Domain. The Laws are the loosest, and the Spiritual Qi is the most chaotic. It is not enough to support Cultivators staying for a long time, so naturally, no one is active here."

"Let's head inside. The deeper we go into the peripheral heartland, the more Cultivator activity there will be."

Ling Xi nodded slightly and added: "My Divine Thought detected fluctuations coming from thousands of miles ahead."

"There should be traces of Cultivator activity. However, the fluctuations are chaotic and the auras are weak; they are most likely some Loose Cultivators struggling to survive."