Gather at Golden Beach

“Since you’re unwilling to leave with me, I won’t force you.”

With that, Chen Yi gave Chen Jing a Carefree Token and taught him how to use it.

“If you ever face a life-or-death crisis, grip this token tightly and shout ‘Big Brother, save me!’ and I will come to your aid.”

Chen Jing nodded.

“I get the logic, but why do I have to shout ‘Big Brother, save me!’? Is that some kind of incantation?”

When he looked up, Chen Yi had already vanished.

Chen Jing muttered to himself.

“What a strange guy…”

Chen Jing tucked the Carefree Token into his chest.

“My family, I won’t let you die in vain. One day, I’ll find out who butchered the village and wipe out their entire clan! Dig up their ancestral graves!”

……

Days later.

Northern Border, North Coast, Golden Beach.

An endless stretch of golden sand had once sparked a gold rush.

Later, the people of the continent discovered that the sand here was ordinary—just with a faint golden sheen that shone brighter under sunlight.

The Shen family had already gathered there.

This time, Patriarch Shen Yang had mobilized sixty to seventy percent of the Martial Kings and Martial Saints from the Elder Council, Star Warrior Corps, and Star Guard Division.

Family head Shen Yue hadn’t come; he and the remaining post-Martial realm elites stayed behind to guard the Star Domain.

In addition, there was an elite warrior corps of 50,000 mid-Martial realm Shen family fighters.

The Shen family not only brought their people but also massive war supplies.

Crystal stones, spirit artifacts, pills, talismans, formations, puppets, star explosives…

Though the Shen family couldn’t equip everyone with a storage ring like the Dragonman army, they managed to give each of the 50,000 elites a storage pouch.

All their supplies were packed in these pouches, leaving only temporary camp tents on the beach.

“Patriarch, it should be Chen Yi arriving.”

The Starpulse Elders Shen Linfeng and Shen Lincong, whom Chen Yi had encountered in simulations, were also present.

They spotted the dark clouds spreading across the sky left by the Great Demon in flight.

Shen Yang looked up, stroking his beard.

“Not just Chen Yi. There are also the Fifth-Generation and Fourth-Generation.”

The “Fifth-Generation” and “Fourth-Generation” Shen Yang mentioned referred to the successive guardians after the Primeval Era.

Shen Yang himself was the First-Generation.

The Second was Li Wentian.

The Third was God Xiaoyao.

Shen Linfeng spoke with some concern.

“Patriarch, if Chen Yi has brought such powerful allies, the enemy must be on the same level. Given your current health, shouldn’t you stay behind the scenes? Let us younger ones handle the battle.”

Shen Yang sighed with his hands behind his back.

“Ever since my lifespan ran out, this body has been a constant burden… But Chen Yi mentioned he might have a way to solve this problem.”

As they spoke, Chen Yi and the other two arrived.

“Shen, you made it fast!”

To outsiders, Chen Yi seemed very outgoing.

To Chen Yi himself, he’d been familiar with all these major figures in the human realm for a long time—they just didn’t know it yet.

Shen Yang chuckled.

“Not that fast—it’s been months. We just traveled quickly down from the Star Domain. As you requested, I brought only 60,000 people, along with over a hundred Martial Kings and Martial Saints.”

Chen Yi nodded with satisfaction.

“Good enough. But we can’t leave yet; we still need to wait for the Li family and Sword Lord’s people.”

With that, Chen Yi handed Shen Yang a Carefree Token.

“Isn’t this from the Carefree Holy Land?”

“God Xiaoyao is in the Time Chamber, and the Holy Land elders didn’t dare make decisions, so I couldn’t bring them. I only managed to get some tokens from them.”

“I’ve asked God Xiaoyao for the crafting method many times, but that guy always refuses. I’ll pry it apart and look at it later when I have time…”

Chen Yi couldn’t help giving Old Shen a thumbs-up for his research spirit.

Up in the air, the Great Demon started yelling again.

“Why have we stopped again?! Is the path to immortality here?!”

Chen Yi replied.

“Find yourself a place to rest. We’ll be staying here for a while.”

“What?!”

The Great Demon cursed and grumbled.

Hua Wuyan soothed him for a bit, finally calming him down. He found a mountain ravine to squat in, instantly turning the area into a forbidden land.

Hua Wuyan and Shen Yang already knew each other and exchanged pleasantries.

Then, Chen Yi brought up the Dual Soul Saint Body to Shen Yang.

“Old Shen, do you know about the Dual Soul Saint Body?”

Shen Yang’s eyes widened on the spot.

“Have you found the Dual Soul Saint Body?”

“Don’t get excited. I need to ask: if you merge with the Dual Soul Saint Body, can you two separate again?”

“Of course. In fact, after the merge, the other person is the dominant one. If they don’t want to keep merging, they can expel me from the body at any time.”

“But you’re a Martial God?”

“You underestimate the rules of life. Heaven and Earth decree that souls cannot possess the living. The power of this rule cannot be contested by mere Martial God strength.”

If the rules weren’t so strong, Shen Yang—knowledgeable as he was—wouldn’t have used such a complex method with so many restrictions to possess his own descendant.

Chen Yi turned to Hua Wuyan.

Hua Wuyan nodded.

“This old guy isn’t lying to you.”

With Hua Wuyan’s endorsement, Chen Yi felt much more at ease.

Then, he released Shen Qingshan and his family from the Cauldren Realm.

Little Shen Jia was immediately captivated by the sand on the ground, lying down and playing happily.

Seeing this, Chen Yi let her use the Cosmic Mirror as a shovel, the Refining Demon Pot as a sand bucket, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner as shade. Shen Jia had even more fun.

The moment Shen Yang saw Shen Qingshan, he felt a subtle connection.

“You are the Dual Soul Saint Body?”

Shen Qingshan felt a little awkward facing his own ancestor.

“That’s what Fourth Brother said…”

People often said, “May the ancestors bless you,” or “May the ancestors’ spirits watch over you.”

Now that the ancestor stood before him, Shen Qingshan felt uneasy, though his heart was filled with reverence.

Chen Yun also knew her manners and bowed to Shen Yang.

“Greetings, Patriarch.”

Shen Yang waved his hand and shook his head with guilt.

“You are Dust Branch descendants; I have no right to be your patriarch.”

Shen Qingshan stepped forward and said,

“Patriarch, I’ve thought it over. For now, seizing the path to immortality is the priority. Since we can separate at any time, let’s finish this battle first and worry about the rest later.”

Shen Yang nodded.

“That’s good.”

The matter was settled.

While waiting for the Sword Lord and the Li family, Shen Yang went to synchronize with Shen Qingshan. Chen Yi found a remote spot nearby and refined the Five Domain Saint Pill.

With the Nine Provinces Cauldron at hand, alchemy was effortless—like using a wheelchair.

Just toss the five ingredients into the cauldron, and it was done.

When the Saint Pill was ready, its holy radiance pierced through the cave walls, illuminating the sky.

The fragrance of the pill spread for a thousand miles.

The pill patterns were profoundly mysterious, ever-shifting.

The Five Domain Saint Pill simply levitated into the air, as if alive.

The Shen family crowd on Golden Beach saw this phenomenon and buzzed with excitement.

Some hotheaded youngsters shouted that a rare treasure had appeared and wanted to seek their fortune.

Thankfully, Shen Yang knew Chen Yi was refining the Saint Pill and ordered the family to stay away.

The Great Demon had no interest in the Five Domain Saint Pill.

He was a dead man—pills were for the living.