The Special Operations Division, consisting of only four members, finalized their plan and immediately set off in a pale violet ring-shaped flying saucer, silently drifting out of the Ziwei Immortal Realm.
The saucer's surface shimmered with shifting runes before vanishing into the endless void, disappearing without a trace.
At the same time.
As Fang Fan began his operation, the little golden dragon hesitated briefly before also springing into action.
The Bone Wastes.
This place was once called the Tianyuan Realm, a world of dazzling brilliance. But after a series of calamities led to the collapse of its Heavenly Dao, it was renamed the Bone Wastes.
True to its name, the realm was steeped in decay.
The earth was parched and cracked, its world essence long drained away. The faint remnants of spiritual energy were tainted with resentment, filling the air with a putrid stench that made one's skin crawl.
Plop~
A ripple suddenly appeared in the void outside the Bone Wastes.
A meteor, caught by a peculiar gravitational wave, altered its trajectory and crashed into the desolate land, kicking up a cloud of dust.
At first glance, nothing seemed amiss.
Yet, within a single floating speck of dust...
"Woo-hoo~"
"Boss, is this the power of a Chaos Treasure? This is amazing!"
The violet ring-shaped saucer drifted along with the world's gravitational pull, concealed within the dust, its energy perfectly suppressed without the slightest leak.
Inside the saucer, Mo Ban stood before the viewing window, his back sprouting 108 illusory hands that danced wildly.
Transparent array patterns flowed from his fingertips, enhanced by the special properties of the Myriad Mysteries Ring, transforming into intangible threads that lightly adhered to the remaining veins of the Bone Wastes' earth—spreading across the entire world!
In just two and a half minutes, he clapped his hands with fiery excitement:
"Done! The treasure erased all traces of my interference, leaving only the natural artistry of the world. Then, it severed causality and accelerated time to age the formation..."
"This is art—breathtaking art!"
"Who would suspect a masterpiece born of nature? Without beginning or end, a dual-ecosystem entangled in infinity... While you admire the art, I observe you!"
"Hahaha, this is incredible! I’ve never crafted something so flawless. This feels amazing, absolutely amazing!!!"
Mo Ban’s expression bordered on madness, utterly lost in his artistic obsession.
Fang Fan gave him a strange look.
Rumor had it that this man was the adopted son of the renowned Heavenly Craftsman Zhang Kuang, but their relationship seemed far more complicated than that.
This fanatical devotion to art was practically identical to Zhang Kuang’s own demeanor!
After a moment of contemplation, once Mo Ban had calmed down slightly, Fang Fan stepped forward and asked, "Mo Ban, are you certain this dual-ecosystem array can synchronize with the Bone Wastes without being detected?"
Mo Ban gently stroked the warm array disk in his palm and replied solemnly, "In theory, yes. The Chaos Treasure has erased all traces. Even if they discover the invisible patterns on the world’s veins, it won’t matter—it’s just a naturally formed masterpiece with no connection to us!"
"But I can’t guarantee whether those so-called Immortal Realm denizens will act predictably. The only thing I’m sure of is that if they do appear here, the Infinite Dual-Birth Array will instantly relay their presence without being exposed!"
"Good enough." Fang Fan nodded, and the ring-shaped saucer activated once more, heading toward its next destination.
......
Plop plop~
Ripples once again disturbed the calm void outside the Bone Wastes, like a stone tossed into water, sending out concentric waves.
At the center of the disturbance, an ornate Immortal Realm warship slowly emerged, its path devoid of any energy leakage—everything was perfectly contained.
Inside the warship.
The towering and powerfully built Liu Xiaoyao suddenly stiffened, his third eye flickering uncontrollably at the center of his brow.
"Wait!" He raised a hand, halting their advance.
Beside him, Chen Ye, clad in the standard robes of an Immortal official, turned to him. "What’s wrong, Old Liu?"
"Something... feels off." Liu Xiaoyao’s third eye fully opened, releasing a divine beam that swept their surroundings as he muttered, "It’s like someone’s watching us."
Hearing this, Chen Ye’s expression turned grave. Without hesitation, he activated the warship’s highest-level detection array.
The hundred-odd elite Immortal Realm cultivators aboard tensed up.
Originally, they had looked down on these barren lower realms. But ever since the Chaos Treasure’s emergence, the top forces sent by the six ancient Immortal clans had been completely annihilated—not even a Great Luo had escaped!
This proved that even the most desolate lands could birth monstrous threats. A single misstep could spell eternal doom!
Soon.
As the warship’s detection array activated, invisible waves spread out, meticulously scanning every inch of the void and every fragment of law.
Moments later.
The array’s feedback came—everything was normal.
Reviewing the results, Chen Ye raised an eyebrow. "No living beings, no residual Dao traces. This is just an abandoned world. Old Liu, are you being too paranoid?"
Liu Xiaoyao slowly closed his third eye and sighed. "Maybe I’m just tense. We just jumped out of a tributary of the River of Time—my spirit was a bit shaken. Hallucinations aren’t unexpected."
Chen Ye chuckled. "Better safe than sorry. Caution never hurts. Since there’s nothing, let’s move on. The Emperor awaits our report."
"Understood!"
The Immortal officers acknowledged the order and carefully maneuvered the warship through spacetime, heading toward their next destination—the Burial Immortal Abyss.
Meanwhile.
Deep within the Burial Immortal Abyss, inside the violet ring-shaped saucer, the entire Special Operations Division watched the unfolding events through the Infinite Dual-Birth Array’s entangled reflections, their expressions odd.
"I don’t get it!"
Mo Ban scratched his head in confusion. "They were just passing through the Bone Wastes, with no intention of stopping. That warship absorbs all energy—it could’ve slipped by undetected. The Infinite Dual-Birth Array wouldn’t have noticed a thing. So why did they pause? Why deliberately expose themselves with that energy scan? What’s wrong with them?"
"Something’s fishy. No, scratch that—it’s twelve parts fishy out of ten. I feel like they’re toying with us on purpose," Qian Duoduo remarked bluntly.
Even the usually silent Shadow Seven spoke up. "Chief, is it possible they’ve figured out our plan and are deliberately messing with us?"
As she spoke, she stepped out of the shadows, her slender fingers tracing the entangled reflections on the array disk, rewinding to a specific moment.
"Chief, look. We don’t know when they first appeared, but before the warship released its detection waves, there was an invisible energy that deliberately disrupted the Bone Wastes’ stable field. That’s how we noticed the warship’s arrival in the first place!"
She said with grave solemnity, "I suspect there's an extraordinarily formidable presence at play. This move might very well be an attempt to send us some kind of signal—could it be the Elder Cui Changsheng mentioned in the records? Or is there a ghost aboard their war vessel?"
Hearing this, Fang Fan's lips twitched. "Alright, this was supposed to be classified information, but since you've figured it out on your own, I won't hide it any longer."
"That's right—there is a ghost in their ranks!"
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