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Before the grand white jade palace, neon-lit billboards revealed the true nature of this place.

【Heaven on Earth】

A straightforward name. In this apocalyptic era, morality might still restrain the lower classes, but for battle-hardened Awakeners who lived by the blade, this was where they vented their pent-up frustrations and healed their wounded souls.

Chen Yi truly hadn’t expected that after activating the incomplete dragon tattoo on Dai Yuanshan’s back, his instincts would lead them here!

Was the mysterious incarnation of the Heavenly Dao hiding here, or was Dai Yuanshan simply in dire need of stress relief?

“Hey, isn’t this Brother Shan? The usual?”

A first-tier Awakener guarding the entrance recognized Dai Yuanshan and greeted him familiarly—clearly a regular who’d visited often!

“Yeah, just here to look around.” Dai Yuanshan tried to sound composed, but there was a hint of nervousness.

The incomplete dragon tattoo on his back burned faintly. The imposing figure in the dark blue Daoist robe had told him to follow his instincts, yet all he could think about was Heaven on Earth...

Would there even be a tattoo parlor in Heaven on Earth?

Oh, there was, brother—there definitely was!

The establishment offered every service imaginable, catering to all tastes. But as the tattoo’s heat intensified, he suddenly recalled a forgotten detail—he hadn’t gotten the tattoo here. It had been in the depths of a hazy alleyway.

Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember the alley’s location or how he’d even entered it. It was as if he’d blinked and found himself there, and after the tattoo was done, he had no memory of leaving...

Just as he was lost in thought, his body stiffened abruptly.

A voice like celestial music echoed in his mind.

“Child, bring him in. I await you in Room 888.”

There was no mistaking it—this was the voice he’d heard before, etched deeply in his memory.

Like morning dew dripping from petals, or an immortal’s whisper from the clouds, ethereal and serene, carrying the vastness of stars and the depth of valleys. It soothed all restlessness, leaving only an irresistible longing...

“Was that Her speaking to you just now?” Chen Yi asked softly.

Dai Yuanshan nodded. “Yes, sir. The tattooed elder sister said she’s waiting for us in Room 888.”

Chen Yi’s gaze deepened. “Lead the way.”

Even with prior expectations, the level of this realm’s Heavenly Dao far surpassed his assumptions.

Its elusive aura was nearly impossible to grasp, giving him a sensation comparable to the Immortal Ascension Tribulation!

What was the Immortal Ascension Tribulation?

A branch of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm!

Though only a fragment, it was not something an ordinary world’s Heavenly Dao could rival.

Yet, the Heavenly Dao of this Calamity Realm seemed to match it—meaning it was only a step below the Immortal Realm!

Of course, this was merely his perception. Whether it was an illusion or not could only be confirmed by meeting it in person.

Soon, under Dai Yuanshan’s guidance, they arrived at VIP Room 888.

Pushing the door open, they were greeted not by the expected lavish suite, but by a lush, verdant forest!

A shaded path stretched beyond the doorway, flanked by dewdrop-laden grass, exuding such vitality that a single breath might extend one’s life by centuries!

“Huh? Since when did Room 888 look like this?”

Dai Yuanshan was baffled. He’d stayed here multiple times and was particularly fond of the massive hydro-gel bed—big enough for ten people to roll around comfortably.

Though the current wilderness-themed decor had its charm, where was that bouncy, luxurious bed?

“Let’s go. Don’t keep your elder sister waiting,” Chen Yi reminded calmly.

This was her domain, and Dai Yuanshan was their intermediary. Without him stepping in first, an invisible barrier blocked the entrance. Chen Yi could have forced his way through, but that would’ve been impolite.

“Right.” Dai Yuanshan didn’t dwell on the missing bed. The boss’s word was law. He strode forward enthusiastically. “Sir, follow me down this path!”

Pop~

As Dai Yuanshan crossed the threshold, the intangible barrier dissipated like a bubble.

Chen Yi followed leisurely along the shaded trail until they reached a serene azure lake.

At its center floated a majestic white jade palace.

“Ordinary visitors may proceed no further.”

An ethereal voice rang out.

The next moment, Ye Ancai—who had been trailing behind Chen Yi, looking around curiously—suddenly shuddered!

Before he could react, the soft ground beneath him vanished, replaced by a yawning abyss that swallowed him whole!

Chen Yi observed this calmly, making no move to intervene. It wasn’t that he couldn’t resist—this Heavenly Dao power was fragile, and with his Four-Star fusion, he could easily suppress it.

He allowed it because the abyss led to a pool of the purest rootless water.

For Ye Ancai, this was a tremendous boon. Addicted to Calamity Toxin, he would’ve devoured every last Calamity Demon if not for Chen Yi’s restraint.

This wasn’t healthy. Originally a pseudo-demon Calamity Scion, excessive consumption risked mutating him into a true Calamity Mother!

Cold turkey withdrawal was nearly impossible—like a compressed spring, the harder the suppression, the fiercer the rebound.

Chen Yi’s initial plan was to sever a certain meridian, forcing detoxification before reconnecting it. But the process would’ve been agonizing, with severe withdrawal driving Ye Ancai to suicidal despair.

Now, this pool of rootless water offered a gentler solution.

As if born to purify Calamity Toxin, the water was ordinary spirit liquid to most beings—but to those infected, it was scalding lava!

Splash!

Ye Ancai plunged into the pool gracelessly, sending up a spray.

At first, it felt pleasantly warm, like a hot spring. Not bad at all!

But within three seconds—

An indescribable burning sensation erupted!

As if countless needles pierced his body, his immortal-grade robes dissolved instantly, revealing skin flushed crimson—no, bleeding crimson!

The rootless water seemed to come alive, transforming into countless tiny fish that frantically burrowed into Ye Ancai's body. It forced out every drop of his slightly blackened immortal blood, scoured every inch of his flesh, then shoved all the purified blood back in!

But compared to the agony of his physical body, the true torment was the rootless water rampaging directly through his sea of consciousness!

Ye Ancai's soul trembled as chains formed from the rootless water bound him, injecting and reshaping him...

The sensation? Absolutely thrilling.

"Ahhh! No more, no more! I admit my faults—I’ll never dare again...!"

"Oooohhh, ! This hurts like hell!!!"

Ye Ancai obliged with a series of "ecstatic" howls.

It was truly a scene to move the hardest hearts to pity. Dai Yuanshan and Liu Bi instinctively took half a step back, unable to bear the sight any longer.

"Hmm, not bad."

Chen Yi, however, merely nodded in satisfaction before dismissing the distractions. His gaze turned toward the jade-white palace floating at the center of the lake, and he spoke calmly:

"Chen Yi, a rogue cultivator from the M78 Nebula, requests an audience."

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