873: Chapter 874 Aren't you tired after waiting so long?

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man did not give an order immediately; instead, he raised his hand to stop the follower's action.

"No rush."

His gaze narrowed slightly as he meticulously scanned the Void Realm turbulence area ahead once more, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

The Cultivation Technique he practiced was extremely sensitive to the Origin of heaven and earth. The aura that had just flashed by was definitely top-grade Origin Spiritual Qi; he could not possibly have misjudged that.

Yet when he arrived at this area, that aura had vanished completely, as if it had never appeared, without even a trace left to capture.

There were only two possibilities for this situation. Either that Origin Spiritual Qi had drifted over from an extremely distant place, meaning the source was not here at all and he had merely happened to catch the aftershocks.

Or, there was indeed a Secret Realm or Immortal Cave hidden here, sealed by someone with an extremely sophisticated Formation. It was so sophisticated that even he, a Middle Stage Heavenly King, could not detect any flaws while standing right in front of it.

If it were the former, his trip was destined to be fruitless; if it were the latter...

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment before slowly retracting his Divine Sense: "No need to bombard it. I have passed through this Void Realm turbulence several times in my youth and never sensed anything unusual."

"Although that aura just now was real, it is also possible that a Secret Realm briefly manifested and then closed itself within the Chaos turbulence. Such things are not uncommon in the Heavenly Realm."

He paused, then added: "However, we cannot completely rule out the possibility that there is some mystery here. Two Elders, remember the coordinates of this area. After we return, dispatch a patrol team to inspect it every three days. If there is anything unusual, report it immediately."

"Yes, Sect Master!" the two Elders replied in unison.

The middle-aged man took one last look at the desolate Void Realm turbulence, then turned into a streak of light, taking the two with him as they returned the way they came, quickly disappearing at the end of the horizon.

Inside the Yunmiao Heavenly Ruins, Gu Changge did not retract his gaze, a hint of amusement playing on his lips.

About half an incense stick of time later, an extremely concealed shadow quietly returned from behind a shattered star in the distance.

His aura was suppressed to the extreme, and even his Dao Rhyme was completely sealed.

It was none other than the Middle Stage Heavenly King expert from before, Liu Zhenshan.

He had not truly left but had instead hidden in the shadows of the broken star, holding his breath, his eyes locked tightly onto the misty void area ahead, patiently lying in wait.

He did not believe that such immense Origin could appear out of thin air and vanish for no reason. If a Secret Realm were truly hidden here, it would sooner or later reveal a second flaw.

Inside the Yunmiao Heavenly Ruins, Gu Changge sat in the bamboo courtyard, the amusement on his lips not yet vanished. The concealment methods of a Middle Stage Heavenly King were useless within the range covered by the Invincible Domain.

Liu Zhenshan thought he was hidden perfectly, but in reality, his every move, every breath, and every heartbeat were clearly within Gu Changge's perception.

"He is quite a persistent person."

Gu Changge murmured to himself, not rushing to reveal himself. He wanted to see how long this person could lurk here.

An hour passed, and Liu Zhenshan remained motionless, his breathing frequency kept extremely steady, clearly determined to lie in wait.

Two hours passed, and his gaze remained locked tightly onto that Void Realm turbulence area, without the slightest relaxation.

Three hours...

Just as Liu Zhenshan was focused and waiting wholeheartedly, a calm voice suddenly rang out behind him: "Waiting for so long, aren't you tired?"

"Who, who is it?"

Liu Zhenshan's hair stood on end, and almost instinctively, he dashed forward while condensing a sharp palm print in his palm, turning around to strike behind him!

But the next instant, his entire body's Spiritual Qi suddenly froze, and the void around him solidified completely. It was not just his Spiritual Qi; even his figure, his movements, and even the Dao Rhyme circulating within his body were all locked by invisible rules.

The entire world seemed to have completely stilled at this moment. His pupils contracted violently, and a monstrous wave rose in his heart.

He was a dignified Middle Stage Heavenly King expert, having roamed the Desolate Domain for tens of millions of years, engaging in countless battles, explorations, and wars, yet he had never felt such powerlessness.

The other party had not released any pressure, nor had they mobilized any magical power; with just a single sentence, they had imprisoned everything he had!

Ripples gently stirred in the void as a figure in white stood with hands behind his back, silently standing where he had just been. He appeared out of thin air, without a trace, as if he had stood there since time immemorial.

Liu Zhenshan stiffened in mid-air, his mind trembling, only extreme horror remaining in his eyes. He stared fixedly at the young man in white before him; despite his profound cultivation, he could not see through the other party in the slightest.

The other party was like an endless abyss of Chaos, hiding terrifying power capable of crushing the heavens beneath a calm exterior.

"Se-Senior..."

Liu Zhenshan's throat tightened, his voice becoming extremely dry. All luck and all intentions of testing the other party vanished into thin air at this moment.

He finally understood that all his concealment, lying in wait, and waiting just now were nothing but ridiculous self-cleverness. From the moment he turned back, he had already fallen into the other party's control.

Gu Changge stepped forward slowly, his pace leisurely. Every step he took caused the solidified void around him to tremble slightly.

"Knowing that this place is strange, you still insisted on returning to lurk. You are quite bold."

The calm words fell into Liu Zhenshan's ears like a thunderclap. Liu Zhenshan's mind shook violently, and he hurriedly suppressed all his fear, forcibly steadying his figure, his voice somewhat dry:

"Junior, Sect Master of the Tianyuan Sect, Liu Zhenshan, did not know Senior was here. This was definitely... definitely not an intentional intrusion!" He hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands, his posture extremely humble and fearful.

"It is only because my daughter is suffering from a stubborn illness, her Innate Spiritual Origin Body is decaying day by day, and her life is nearing its end! The Cultivation Technique I practice is extremely sensitive to Origin Spiritual Qi. I just captured the aura of top-grade Origin that overflowed from this place."

"Thinking it was an Opportunity to extend her life, I presumptuously explored it, and even greedily returned to lurk. Junior knows he was wrong! Junior will leave immediately! I will never set foot in this place again in this life. I hope Senior will raise your hand in mercy and forgive Junior's rash and ignorant offense!"

At this moment, Liu Zhenshan had long since lost any dignity of a Sect Master, leaving only the anxiety and humility of a father.

Three years, a full three years. His only daughter, Liu Qingyao, was born with an Innate Spiritual Origin Body that is rare in a million years, and she became famous at a young age.

Her talent surpassed all the surrounding domains, and she was the future hope of the Tianyuan Sect, as well as his only obsession and concern.

But three years ago, after she returned from an ancient Secret Realm, her Innate Spiritual Origin Body began to wither, and her Spiritual Root disintegrated inch by inch. Her vitality dried up rapidly, becoming weaker day by day.

Liu Zhenshan searched everywhere for famous doctors and experts, but the answers he received were all the same: there was no cure. He searched through the Sect's treasure vault and gave all the Origin items he had collected over tens of millions of years to his daughter.

But those rare treasures, enough to allow a Heavenly King expert to break through a Bottleneck, were like clay oxen entering the sea when put into Liu Qingyao's body, not even causing a splash. Her Spiritual Root continued to disintegrate, and her vitality continued to drain away.

He dared not think about how long he could hold on if he could not find a cure this year. And the flash of Origin aura he had just sensed was the purest and most concentrated one he had sensed in these three years.

If he could obtain even a trace of Origin of that quality, perhaps he could stabilize his daughter's disintegrating Spiritual Root and buy her more time for treatment. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he was unwilling to give up.