The Master Made a Trip to the Immortal Realm

Just then, Xiao Ruobai raised a hand and waved it. The storage sacred artifact flashed with light, and four figures, bound by invisible restraints, were sent tumbling to the ground in a sorry state.

They were none other than the four princes of the ancient emperors. Their faces were deathly pale.

“Master, the matter in the Southern Region has been settled. These four are princes of the ancient Demon Court and have been subdued. We await your and the Sect Master’s decision.”

Xuanyangzi stepped forward and glanced over them. Seeing that their bodies were sturdy and their origins undamaged, he said with a smile, “These youngsters have rather solid foundations. Xuanfeng and the others have just broken through to the Saint Realm and happen to be short of worthy whetstones.

“Why not have the true disciples of each peak take turns sparring with them? It would be good to let them understand that there is always a greater world beyond their own.”

“Senior Brother, arrange it as you see fit,” Gu Changge said lightly.

The four princes abruptly raised their heads, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Whetstones? Take turns sparring with them?!

They were the sons of mighty Great Emperors, figures who had once looked down upon an entire age!

Yet now, their fate had been decided so casually. They were to become sparring partners and punching bags for those so-called true disciples of the various peaks?!

An indescribable sense of grief, indignation, and humiliation surged through them, nearly driving them mad.

However, the indestructible restriction within their bodies, along with the calm yet overwhelming auras surrounding them—auras that could easily crush them—was like a basin of icy water poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing every thought of resistance.

No, we still have a chance!

The Golden Crow Prince clenched his fists, his fingernails digging into his palms.

Become sparring partners for those so-called true disciples?

Hmph! Perfect!

They were merely in the Saint Realm!

Once we defeat those so-called true disciples one by one, let’s see whether you still have the face to use us as sparring partners!

Perhaps by then, we can even fight for better treatment, or perhaps…

He steeled himself in secret, transforming his humiliation into motivation. Deep in his eyes, a sharp glint and a trace of pride flashed briefly.

Xuanyangzi stroked his beard and nodded. Seeing the unwillingness, humiliation, and even the fleeting ferocity in the eyes of the four men on the ground, the smile in his eyes deepened, though he said nothing.

That’s more like it. They’ll have greater motivation this way, and the fights will be much more exciting.

With a wave of his hand, he stored the four princes inside a spatial artifact.

Seeing that everything had been settled, Xiao Ruobai took the opportunity to ask, “Master, where did you go when you left earlier?”

The moment the words left his mouth, he sensed that something was amiss.

Gu Changge’s finger, which had been lightly tapping the stone table, paused ever so slightly. His originally calm and tranquil expression gradually darkened at a visible pace.

The easygoing aura around him, one that seemed capable of embracing all things, quietly withdrew, replaced by a trace of solemnity.

Little White, who had been standing behind him, instantly put away all her languor. Her pretty face tightened, and her gaze sharpened as though she were facing a formidable enemy.

This sudden gravity was like an invisible chill that swept across the entire summit of Violet Bamboo Peak.

The smile on Xuanyangzi’s face stiffened. Xing Tian'ao instinctively straightened his back, and even Lao Huang, who was usually so boisterous, fell silent, his bull’s eyes opening wide.

Everyone felt their hearts tighten. They knew Gu Changge too well. He had always been as unmoved as an ancient well, remaining composed even when facing the Supreme Beings of forbidden zones. When had they ever seen him display such obvious solemnity?

Under the nervous and apprehensive gazes of the crowd, Gu Changge raised his eyes. His gaze swept over the concerned, astonished faces before finally settling on the boundless void.

In a low voice, he spoke slowly, word by word:

“Your master went to the Immortal Domain.”

“The Immortal Domain?!”

The moment those words were spoken, the entire gathering erupted. The serenity atop Violet Bamboo Peak was shattered in an instant.

Xuanyangzi’s expression changed dramatically. He shot to his feet and blurted out, “The Immortal Domain?! Changge, are you saying that the legendary Immortal World truly exists?!”

Little Black and the others also turned their gazes slightly. They already knew that the reason the origin of the Profound Yellow Great World had been drained was because of the immortals from the Immortal Domain.

The most intense reactions came from Mo Yu and Ling Xi.

Mo Yu’s entire body stiffened. His crimson-gold eyes suddenly contracted, and the ancient immortal aura surrounding him began to fluctuate uncontrollably.

The shocking secrets he had learned in the ancestral grounds were still churning in his mind. He had yet to fully digest the significance of the Myriad Spirits Heavenly Palace and the descendants of the Immortal Domain.

Yet now, the mention of the Immortal Domain exploded in his heart like a thunderclap.

He instinctively raised his head to look at Gu Changge. His eyes held both the shock of learning that the Immortal Domain was not beyond reach and an urgent, uneasy longing concerning the sworn enemies of his people and the ruins of the Immortal Palace.

Had his Lordship seen any traces of the Myriad Spirits Heavenly Palace in the Immortal Domain?

Did he know anything about the enemies who had destroyed their ancestors?

Countless thoughts surged through his mind. Yet, out of reverence, he did not dare ask rashly. Only the gravity and anticipation in his eyes were impossible to conceal.

As for Ling Xi, this woman who had always been cold and composed, as though nothing in the world could stir her heart, had lost her usual calm at this moment.

She abruptly raised her head. A storm surged through her normally tranquil eyes, her fingers tightening unconsciously as even the Dao rhythm around her became disordered.

In her previous life, she had fought her way through countless trials and ascended to the position of an unrivaled female emperor. She had exhausted her lifelong cultivation to tear open the barriers between worlds, all for the sake of reaching that legendary Immortal Domain.

Yet she had ultimately perished at the very moment she was nearing it.

The agony of her body and Dao being destroyed, the unwillingness, and the regret had long since been carved into the depths of her soul.

Now, upon hearing the words “Immortal Domain,” the battles of the past and the moment of her death replayed vividly in her mind.

Her breathing became imperceptibly strained. The Dao rhythm around her grew chaotic, only to be swiftly restrained. The fingertips hanging at her sides turned faintly white.

She lowered her eyes tightly, concealing the panic, hatred, and complicated emotions within them. Yet the faint trembling of her shoulders still betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

That was the place she had pursued for her entire life, only to be buried there. Even now, hearing it mentioned again stirred a trauma that could never be erased.

Fang Hanyu noticed Ling Xi’s abnormal state. His swordlike brows rose slightly, and he subconsciously eased the sword aura surrounding him, discreetly positioning himself at her side to protect her.

Fatty Wang and Lao Huang also put away their playful expressions and did not dare say a word.

Gu Changge slowly swept his gaze across the crowd, taking in Mo Yu’s urgency and Ling Xi’s turmoil. A trace of understanding passed through the depths of his eyes.

He naturally knew the secrets of Mo Yu’s bloodline and was likewise aware of Ling Xi’s obsession from her past life.

However, he did not expose either of them. His expression only grew more solemn, and his gaze seemed to pierce through layer upon layer of space, falling upon that shattered, turbulent Immortal Domain as his thoughts drifted back to what had happened not long ago.

After destroying the Immortal Palace of Destiny, he had found two other forces attached to the Immortal Domain.

Those two forces were even more ruthless than the Immortal Palace of Destiny. They had long treated the origins of the surrounding lower realms as feeding grounds, employing cruel and brutal methods.

Gu Changge had destroyed them as well. Yet, on his way back, he sensed a faint wisp of aura—so weak that it was almost impossible to detect, yet so familiar that it caused his Dao heart to tremble slightly—as it flashed past in an instant.

It was his Master!

Although the aura was as thin as a flickering candle in the wind and was instantly scattered by the chaotic currents of the void, Gu Changge was certain beyond all doubt!

He immediately abandoned his return journey and followed the faint traces left by that aura, venturing deep into the even more ancient and chaotic depths of the Immortal Domain.