162: Friends from outside the region

A lithe and graceful figure threw herself into Su Xuanchen's embrace, like a swallow returning to the forest.

“Daddy!”

It was Su Xuanchen's third daughter, Su Qingying.

She had inherited the charm of her mother, Bai Lingxi, and was born with the Lunar Physique. Her cultivation had already reached the peak of the Saint realm.

Her combat power was so terrifying that it was enough to challenge a Saint King!

“How old are you now? You're still so clingy.”

Su Xuanchen spoke those words, but his hand honestly pinched his daughter's small face, his eyes full of doting affection.

This girl was practically a carbon copy of Bai Lingxi; every frown and smile radiated spirit.

His heart stirred slightly, and a desire to let them gain experience arose spontaneously.

The children's talent was too strong. Though the Su Family was good, it was ultimately a greenhouse.

True experts must be tempered in blood and fire.

“Qingying, do you want to go out and play?”

Su Xuanchen asked with a smile.

“I do! I do!”

Su Qingying nodded like a chick pecking at grain in his arms, her large eyes filled with longing.

Su Xuanchen laughed loudly.

His gaze swept over his other two daughters who were peeking in from not far away.

The eldest daughter, Su Changge, was quirky and mischievous, and her cultivation had reached the Great Saint realm.

The second daughter, Su Yaoyao, possessed peerless talent and was even at the Quasi-Emperor level.

He instantly made a decision in his heart.

“Good.”

Su Xuanchen's voice turned solemn, carrying an unquestionable authority.

“The Legacy Convention of Hun Kun Academy is about to begin. I grant my permission.”

“You and Changge shall go together.”

He looked at the most talented one, Su Yaoyao.

“Yaoyao, you will protect them from the shadows.”

“Once you have attained the Dao of the Great Emperor, you may formally enter the world.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the three daughters immediately cheered and jumped for joy.

This satisfied their desire to go out while using Su Yaoyao's absolute strength to avoid potential dangers.

This arrangement was perfect.

“Go on.”

Su Xuanchen waved his hand.

“Yay! Daddy is the best!”

The three young girls cheered, transforming into three streaks of light as they impatiently rushed out of the Purple Heaven Palace.

After the daughters left, the Su Family's backyard returned to tranquility.

Su Xuanchen lay back comfortably in his rocking chair, surrounded by several peerless and beautiful wives.

Some peeled grapes for him, while others lightly massaged his legs.

A gentle land is a hero's tomb.

Yet he enjoyed it thoroughly.

On the other side.

The three Su Qingyings, Su Changge, Su Yaoyao, and Su Qingying, did not head directly to Hun Kun Academy.

They kept their father's teachings in mind, planning before acting.

The three of them together visited several living fossil-level Seniors who lived in seclusion deep within the God Domain and were on good terms with the Su Family.

Inside an ancient Taoist temple floating above a sea of clouds.

An old Taoist with white hair and beard looked at the three young girls with terrifying auras before him and sighed while stroking his beard.

“With daughters like these in the Su Family, why worry about it not flourishing?”

Su Yaoyao bowed slightly and got straight to the point.

“Senior, we have come to ask for guidance regarding the Kunpeng Legacy.”

Hearing this, the old Taoist's expression became solemn.

“Kunpeng...”

Reminiscence and awe flowed through his eyes.

“That was one of the ten ancient fierce beasts of the Immortal Ancient Era that could fight with a True Dragon!”

“Its Legacy Secret Realm is extraordinary and mysterious. It is said it only manifests in the world before its fall.”

“The Kunpeng Nest itself is a supreme treasure, containing its own universe and forming its own world.”

Su Changge blinked her large eyes and asked curiously, “Then isn't it very simple? Just go in, take the Precious Technique, and leave.”

“Simple?”

The old Taoist gave a bitter laugh and shook his head.

“Little girl, you underestimate the methods of the Ten Fierce Beasts too much.”

“Within that Kunpeng Nest, there are countless True Spirits of creatures killed by the Kunpeng guarding it.”

“Among them, there is no lack of remnant souls of Immortal Dao beings!”

“To obtain the Precious Technique is as difficult as ascending to the heavens!”

The three Su Qingyings heard this and exchanged glances.

Not only did they not feel fear, but a raging Battle Intent ignited in their eyes instead.

The more difficult it was, the more challenging it would be!

“Thank you for your guidance, Senior.”

The three bowed again and turned to leave.

Only their crisp yet firm words were left in the wind.

“We are definitely taking this Kunpeng Legacy!”

“We will not fail Daddy's expectations!”

At the same time.

In the infinitely distant Dark Great Realm.

In a forbidden land called the 'Sunken Immortal Domain,' abnormal movements occurred frequently.

Viscous darkness, like boiling asphalt, erupted from a bottomless crack, turning the surrounding billions of miles of Star Domain into a dead land.

“Buzz—!”

The Void Realm trembled.

A blurry figure, surrounded by Chaos Qi, stepped out from the void.

He seemed as if he did not belong to this time and space; his aura was ethereal, yet so powerful that even the Laws were retreating.

“Why have you summoned me here?”

The chaotic figure sent out a Divine Thought, his voice devoid of any emotion.

In front of him, a pitch-black demonic shadow emerged, emitting a raspy mental message.

“Visitor from beyond, our King requests your presence.”

“We wish to ally with you to deal with a certain person together.”

“Su Xuanchen.”

Hearing this, the chaotic figure's body paused imperceptibly.

He did not respond, but instead cast his gaze toward this Sunken Immortal Domain.

With just one look, his state of mind, which was as calm as an ancient well, was thrown into a tumultuous wave.

He saw it.

He saw an ocean formed from pure Primordial Spirits being assimilated bit by bit by the darkness, letting out silent wails.

He saw it.

Billions of living beings were imprisoned within black crystals, their Divine Souls being burned day and night, turning into nourishment for the darkness.

He even saw a Quasi-Immortal King.

That king was missing an arm; black Qi swirled around the wound, and a new arm was struggling to grow, emitting a heart-palpitating aura of decay.

“What a strange method...”

The chaotic figure was terrified deep inside.

Just then.

That one-armed Quasi-Immortal King also received the summons and transformed into a streak of light, flying toward the deepest part of the Immortal Domain.

The Immortal Divine Temple.

That place was the center of power for the Sunken Immortal Domain.

“The failure at the Demon Den has enraged our King!”

The pitch-black demonic shadow from before transformed into a messenger clad in black armor.

He bowed slightly toward the chaotic figure.

“Sir, please follow me.”

“The King wants to see you.”

The messenger led the way, taking the chaotic figure onto a path to heaven paved with white bones.

At the end of the road was a black hall that towered into the clouds, so ancient that its top could not be seen.

The Immortal Great Hall!

As soon as he stepped through the hall doors.

A dense Immortal Qi that could not be dispersed rushed toward him, nearly crushing the protective divine light of the chaotic figure.

Inside the hall, it was dark and deep.

Several terrifying and majestic gazes were cast from the dark thrones above, lingering on him for a brief moment before moving away.

Those were... true Immortal Kings!

The next moment.

A dazzling yet bone-chilling Immortal Light lit up from the deepest part of the hall.

Within the light, a blurry figure slowly stood up.

“Welcome, friend from beyond.”

The voice was not loud, yet it was like the Great Dao's sound, echoing throughout the entire divine temple.