394: Chapter 394 Arrival

The group returned to the flying boat.

With a flash of spiritual light, the flying boat sped like an arrow from a bow, piercing through the clouds and racing toward the vast sea area belonging to the Heavenly Tribulation Continent.

On the flying boat, although the accompanying Disciples could not suppress their curiosity and frequently stole glances at the three Pavilion Revered Masters and the group from the Dao Seeking Sect standing side-by-side, not a single person dared to rashly speak and inquire about the results of the recent duel.

However, they could guess a thing or two from the change in attitude of their own two Pavilion Revered Masters.

Consequently, they did not dare to show any neglect toward this young Peak Revered Master of the Dao Seeking Sect or his several Disciples.

When the flying boat finally pierced through the last layer of thick clouds and mist, a vast sea area that stretched beyond the horizon suddenly came into view—this was the sea area of the Heavenly Tribulation Continent.

"It seems we haven't arrived too late,"

Dongfang Li stood on the deck, looking at the magnificent and solemn scene ahead, and spoke softly.

The group stopped on the deck one after another, gazing as far as the eye could see.

Upon entering this sea area, they clearly felt that the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi here had become chaotic to the extreme, and the root of all this was precisely that spatial crack, roughly ten feet wide, in the distance above.

The edges of the crack were not clean breaks; instead, they were entwined with strands of silver-purple lightning. Small sparks of electricity crackled from time to time, while the interior of the crack was a mass of Chaos. Faint glimmers of light flickered within, yet it exuded a strange blocking force; no matter how the crowd's Divine Sense tried to investigate, they could not glimpse even a fraction of what lay inside.

This was the core location where the forces of the Nine Provinces were gathering.

At this moment, the space between the sea surface and the sky was already a sea of people. Densely packed flying boats of all kinds hovered in mid-air, and many small islands were even stationed directly here, surrounded by spiritual light and presenting a majestic sight.

This grand occasion was several times more spectacular than the previous meeting in Huangji Prefecture that had involved the entire Nine Provinces.

However, this was understandable.

Since that meeting, news of the guixu immortal ferry boat had spread across the Nine Provinces Continent as if it had grown wings, naturally drawing forces from all sides like a flock of ducks.

"Is this... have all the forces of the Nine Provinces come to join the excitement of this Secret Realm?"

Chen Xuan asked casually as he looked at the bustling scene before him, where voices were clamoring and Spiritual Qi was steaming.

Before Dongfang Li could explain, Pavilion Master Shen, who was nearby, cut in first: "While it's not quite everyone, at least seventy percent of the top-tier forces have come. Even Penglai Island and the Red Immortal Pavilion, which are located the furthest away, have made a special trip here."

Changing the subject, a faint trace of pride appeared on his Face: "However, we don't really need to care too much about these forces. Although our Tiangong Pavilion doesn't have as wide a circle of friends as the Medicine Hut or the Wansheng Dao Court, there are still plenty of forces willing to give us some Face when we encounter trivial matters."

This Fellow Daoist by his side was at it again.

But it was indeed true; after all, with a Heavenly Venerable backing the Tiangong Pavilion, under normal circumstances, no one truly dared to offend them.

Being a bit arrogant was understandable.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan followed up with a casual question: "Are all the ten Heavenly Venerable forces present?"

Gu Yunshen interjected at the right moment, analyzing in a flat tone: "The Sword Venerable has always gone his own way, focusing solely on the pinnacle of the Sword Dao; he most likely won't have the slightest interest in this kind of Secret Realm dispute. The Mad Venerable is said to still be in seclusion for recovery, so he probably won't come either. For this Secret Realm journey, most people's goals are Heaven And Earth Treasures and various Opportunities; the guixu immortal ferry boat is too mysterious, and to them, it's just a matter of trying their luck."

Chen Xuan nodded, then activated his Samsara Heavenly Dao Eye to scan the surroundings. However, after a full round of investigation, he did not find any traces of Heavenly Venerable-level experts.

It was possible he simply hadn't noticed, or perhaps there was another hidden reason.

After all, the Samsara Heavenly Dao Eye was not omnipotent. The Divine Ability Pavilion recorded many God-Tier Divine Abilities capable of obscuring heavenly secrets, which even the Samsara Heavenly Dao Eye might not be able to see through.

But for Chen Xuan, the objective for this Secret Realm was very simple.

For Chen Xuan, the goals of this Secret Realm journey were very clear: the primary task was to temper Wanqing and the other Disciples; the second was to seek his own Opportunity; as for the rumored guixu immortal ferry boat, it was merely a secondary objective ranked third.

Just as he was thinking this,

A team of dozens of people came over to offer a greeting.

Chen Xuan had no interest in these social interactions of the Tiangong Pavilion, so he simply returned to the cabin... The Corpse Kun of the Demon Abyss Pavilion hovered above the sea area of the Heavenly Tribulation Continent like a moving black mountain, intimidating all directions.

The corpse of this ancient exotic beast had been refined by the Demon Abyss Pavilion using secret techniques; it was pitch black as ink, and its back was broad and flat, enough to accommodate thousands of troops and horses. A Black Jade Platform had also been built upon its head.

Upon the high platform, a man dressed in a moon-white brocade robe leaned against a jade couch covered in snow-white fox fur. He had a Face like polished jade and eyebrows like ink paintings—a truly elegant and romantic figure.

With a young woman in each arm, he asked, "Is there still no word on the whereabouts of Little Junior Sister?"

Not far away, a man dressed in black martial attire stood with his back to the jade couch, a simple gilded wine gourd hanging at his waist.

Hearing this, he raised his hand to pull out the wooden cork and tilted his head back to take a large gulp of wine. "Not yet. Second Senior Sister personally took people to the outskirts of the Monster Beast Continent and searched every location where the auras of those three heaven-rank magic treasures appeared, but found nothing."

"As for the interior of the Monster Beast Continent, let alone Second Senior Sister, even Revered Master himself would need to act with caution."

He paused, and seeing the Eldest Senior Brother's brow slightly furrowed, he quickly added: "But don't be too anxious. The Soul Lamp lit for Little Junior Sister in the pavilion has been safe and sound all these days, and the flame is very stable; she is clearly in no life-threatening danger. Eldest Senior Brother, you need not be too concerned."

Upon hearing this, the Eldest Senior Brother's brow did not relax; instead, it furrowed slightly tighter.

He raised his hand to signal the two women in his arms to step aside, stood up, and walked slowly to the edge of the Corpse Kun. He glanced down at the various forces watching like tigers from the surroundings, his gaze darkening:

"Not being worried is one thing, but in the end, we can't just let Little Junior Sister remain missing like this, can we?"

"She has a simple nature and lacks schemes, yet she's carrying the pavilion's supreme treasure while wandering alone outside..."

He sighed softly, "As her Senior Brothers and sisters, how can we just sit by and do nothing?"

Having said that, he turned around, his gaze falling on the man in the martial attire, and said word for word: "Once this Secret Realm business is concluded, I will pay a visit to the Yin-Yang School."

A flash of surprise appeared in the eyes of the man in the martial attire. He instinctively lowered the wine gourd in his hand, took a step forward, and asked: "Eldest Senior Brother, do you plan to... ask the people of the Yin-Yang School to divine Little Junior Sister's specific location?"

"At this point, we can only treat a dead horse as if it were alive!"

The Eldest Senior Brother looked toward the direction of the Rain God Continent. "The place Little Junior Sister first went was that Rain God Continent. Besides the large-scale invasion of the Yao Race, wasn't there also a Dao Seeking Sect that seized the Opportunity to make a name for itself?"

"You suspect that Dao Seeking Sect captured Little Junior Sister?"

"But later, Revered Master's aura clearly came from the direction of the Monster Beast Continent."

He then furrowed his brows again, puzzled: "The Dao Seeking Sect ruined the Yao Race's grand plans in the Rain God Continent and is already in a situation of irreconcilable enmity with them. How could they possibly dare to rashly head to the Monster Beast Continent? To them, that place is no different from a Dragon's den or a tiger's lair; one mistake, and I'm afraid they would remain there forever."

The Eldest Senior Brother narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing into the distance: "I am naturally aware of these points. But for some reason, I always feel that this Dao Seeking Sect is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface."