Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Zhang Shi, when you retrieved the Void Heaven Stone, did you sense any unusual activity in the thunderclouds above?" Zhang Yuanjing asked, his eyes fixed on the lightning and electric snakes obscured by the extremely polarized spiritual energy, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Zhang Shi pondered for a moment and replied, "Reporting, Master, the moment Zhang Shi burst out of the ground, the thunderclouds seemed to stir, as if there was a sense, well, similar to a sense, but not quite a sense. Zhang Shi can't quite explain it, but something scanned Zhang Shi's body and then disappeared. In the end, the thunderclouds didn't change."

Zhang Yuanjing nodded, remaining silent.

Earlier, although he had been focused on Zhang Shi retrieving the Void Heaven Stone, he had kept a wisp of his divine sense on the side of the thunderclouds, and they had indeed trembled slightly, but without any other reaction.

It seemed that existences like Source Stones were not the targets of the thundercloud's monitoring, so it had only scanned with some kind of aura.

This meant that if he passed through the earth, the thunderclouds would likely react in the same manner.

Of course, he could also directly enter the lower abdomen space from the waist of the gourd. However, having such a mass of thunderclouds hanging just a few yards overhead would be like having a sword hanging over the neck for a cultivator who was essentially defying the heavens. It was far too dangerous, and he would avoid it if possible.

"Let's go. Zhang Shi, protect me as we pass through the earth beneath the gourd's waist and go to the lower abdomen."

Zhang Yuanjing was ultimately unwilling to give up. He had to see if there were any Mustard Seed Space remnants or traces of Wu Yuankui outside the bottom of the gourd before he could rest easy.

Zhang Shi was not afraid, and his childish voice carried a hint of excitement: "Alright, Master, just watch Zhang Shi's skills."

It landed on Zhang Yuanjing's body, transforming into a stone shell, enclosing Zhang Yuanjing within. Then, it burrowed into the earth and headed forward.

Before long, they arrived at the layer of earth where spiritual energy gurgled upwards.

The spiritual power here was extremely abundant, and cultivation in this place would surely lead to rapid progress. However, this was a blatant struggle against the will of heaven and earth, and one might be struck by a thunderbolt at any moment, directly ending their life.

The Source Stone bumped and swayed in the soil, sometimes up and sometimes down, like a ship sailing on waves, but it only took two breaths to pass through this place.

In the instant of passing through the gourd's waist, even shielded by the Source Stone, Zhang Yuanjing clearly felt a wisp of a "gaze" similar to divine sense but cold and emotionless sweep over him. This was the embodiment of the will of heaven and earth, mysterious and profound, yet无比 clear.

The soil on this side was dry and hard, filled with an aura of nothingness, which the Source Stone was quite unaccustomed to. It immediately rose, broke through the ground, and entered the lower abdomen space of the gourd.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

With a soft whistling sound, countless black shadows surrounded them. However, before these Void Demons could pounce on the stone, a black umbrella flew out from within the stone, blending into the darkness of the cave, its shape unseen. Suddenly, a white sun rose, radiating dazzling light, illuminating the small cave with a snowy brightness.

Instantly, countless miserable, shrill cries echoed in the cave.

Zhang Yuanjing had already released the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace, urging it to quickly collect these demons.

The demons that were further away or closer to the stone wall at the bottom of the gourd fled in all directions, but the dozen or so demons near the Source Stone were swept away by the Creation Furnace and completely absorbed into its belly.

Zhang Yuanjing held the umbrella in one hand and controlled the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace with the other, using the Source Stone as armor, moving towards the bottom of the gourd.

He did not walk quickly, but his heart was somewhat tense.

Soon, he reached the stone wall. At a corner, there was a gap, and a large amount of void energy poured in, carrying a wailing wind, as if someone was crying.

He swept his divine sense over, and outside the cave was a pile of rubble scattered by a great force. The overall shape was a funnel opening outwards, and beyond the funnel was dense darkness and boundless space.

"This is the void beyond the heavens!" Zhang Yuanjing muttered to himself.

He looked around, seeing no light in the distance, only endless darkness and the ubiquitous void energy.

What realm, what cultivation level, and what treasures would be needed to travel through this void!

He sighed, returning to his senses from his shock, and focused his divine sense to examine the rubble.

This rubble covered several miles in area, and its outer side was completely exposed to the void. Under the erosion of the void energy day and night, those boulders had completely deteriorated, or could no longer be called stones, but they remained stubbornly unyielding.

He first searched the left side, discovering among the stones many broken stones or metal objects engraved with restrictions. Under the dissolution of the void energy, their surfaces were extremely damaged, but their materials could still be discerned.

These obviously could not be things from the void, but could only have been scattered from this world.

Looking to the right, he was suddenly shocked – beneath several boulders more than ten yards high, a ruined palace lay askew.

This palace was built with some kind of peculiar material, the whole being a single entity. Most of it was intact, but on the upper side, there was a broken hole, and countless black shadows, accompanied by void energy, floated in the hole, seemingly unable to enter the ruined palace.

"Could this be the remnants of the Mustard Seed Space?" Zhang Yuanjing's thoughts raced as he recalled the various halls he had seen in the Mustard Seed Space. He had seen the first five halls, and they were not the same as this ruined palace.

According to the Thick Earth Nurturing Cauldron, the last two halls were, one, the place where the Thick Earth Sect stored its historical texts, and, two, the central hub of the entire space. Which of the two halls was this ruined palace?

However, that was not important. Whether it was the Thick Earth Sect's historical texts or the central hub of the Mustard Seed Space, neither was of great use now. The key was whether there were any traces of Senior Brother Yuankui in the palace.

Back then, when he left the Mustard Seed Space, Wu Yuankui was in the layered space of the Immortal Plant Garden, and he could not have had time to open the last two halls.

But after the cataclysm, who knew what the situation was. Perhaps, when the Mustard Seed Space collapsed, the last two halls were destroyed by the power of heaven and earth, and happened to fall here, and Wu Yuankui took the opportunity to hide inside.

Of course, given Wu Yuankui's personality, it was almost impossible for him to be cooped up in such a small place for seventy or eighty years. If he did not have an object to fly through the void, he might have to lie dormant here. However, since he already had a Void Heaven Flying Boat in hand, he was probably already sailing through the void.

Zhang Yuanjing gently leaped out of the cave and stood on a rock. There was no obvious barrier between here and the void, and it could even be said that he was standing in the void.

Dense void energy gathered towards him from all directions. He was a cultivator formed from spiritual power, and in this void, he was like a lodestone, attracting all the surrounding void energy.

His mana consumption instantly increased, disappearing like flowing water.

He quickly took out two Fusion Yuan Pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and launched his flying sword towards the ruined palace.

Just as he was about to approach, several black shadows suddenly emerged from the gap in the ruined palace. The shadows had no eyes, but the moment they appeared, Zhang Yuanjing felt several malicious gazes fall on him, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

At this time, Zhang San anxiously said, "Master, those demons are too strong, Zhang San's power is not enough to deal with them!"

Many black shadows also emerged in the void on the left and right sides, some of which were as powerful as those on the ruined palace.

Zhang Yuanjing knew that the situation was hopeless, but his heart was still unwilling to give up, so he shouted loudly, "Senior Brother Yuankui! Senior Brother! I am Yuanjing! Are you there? Can you hear me? Are you alright?"

The speed at which the sound traveled in the void was not fast, and it did not seem to travel very far, but it must have reached the ruined palace.

However, it was quiet there, and there was no sound.

Zhang Yuanjing was about to shout again when a dozen powerful black shadows pounced on him from the ruined palace and from the void on the left and right sides.

He did not dare to be brave and quickly turned his flying sword and rushed towards the cave. As soon as he entered the cave, he urged the Source Stone to burrow into the ground.

Behind him, the black shadows had already rushed in from the cave, and three of them even burrowed underground, chasing after Zhang Yuanjing relentlessly.

Zhang Shi was familiar with the road and had already crossed the gourd's waist through the earth, returning to the upper abdomen of the gourd.

The demons, after all, feared the thunderclouds hanging above and did not dare to cross the gourd's waist. Before long, they dispersed on their own.