Published: February 26, 2025
Hu Yan Zhang glanced at the high-ranking members present in the hall and said without a doubt, “Send out a decree. All our disciples in the dao god realm are to gather.”
“Make sure to search thoroughly. We cannot let him slip away again,” another elder interjected, concern evident in his voice.
The atmosphere in the grand hall grew tense as the elders exchanged looks of determination. They understood the importance of finding Tan Yun, especially given the recent upheavals in the Divine Domain.
“Prepare the Star Domain Time-Space Great Formation. We need to cover as much ground as possible,” Hu Yan Zhang commanded, his tone resolute.
The elders nodded in agreement, immediately setting off to execute the orders.
As they left, Hu Yan Zhang couldn’t shake the feeling of urgency that loomed over him. Tan Yun possessed knowledge and power that could tip the balance of their world, and they had to act swiftly to ensure their dominance was maintained.
Meanwhile, in the depths of the Western Continent Divine Domain, Tan Yun was unaware of the storm brewing around him. He focused intently on his training, pushing his limits in the primordial chaos god-slaying sword technique.
The spirit pool nearby shimmered with energy, and he could feel the flow of ancestral power coursing through his veins. Each swing of his sword felt more profound, more connected to the essence of the Primordial Chaos.
“I must reach the next layer of the daoist realm,” Tan Yun muttered to himself, sweat glistening on his forehead.
With each movement, he felt the weight of his ambitions pressing down on him. He aimed to unlock the potential within him, to grasp the great divine ability that would allow him to confront any challenge head-on.
As he practiced, a faint shimmer in the air caught his attention. It was a portal forming, the space-time gate revealing itself as if beckoning him towards a new chapter in his journey.
“Could this be the opportunity I’ve been waiting for?” Tan Yun wondered, a mixture of excitement and apprehension filling his heart.
With a determined look, he stepped forward, ready to embrace whatever lay beyond the threshold. Little did he know, his actions would soon draw the attention of powerful forces that would seek to either aid him or eliminate him.
The tides of fate were shifting, and Tan Yun was at the center of it all, a player in a game far larger than he could comprehend.
“Understood!” The high-level members responded. Then, a supreme saint elder, with a frown, said, “Sovereign, I have some doubts. The remnants of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race may have hidden in the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace.”
“Indeed, this sovereign also has some doubts.” The murky glint in Hu Yan Zhang's eyes flickered, “This sovereign has decided to pay a visit to the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace to personally inquire with Fang Zixi.”
“Also, let’s observe secretly to see if we can discover any clues!”
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At the same time, Tan Yun's blurry scene of tribulation emerged in the minds of the Eastern Continent Great Emperor, Southern Emperor, and Northern Sovereign Emperor, who were deep within their respective palaces.
The three emperors were furious, realizing that not only had the tribulation-going remnants of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race not perished over these years, but they were also undergoing tribulation in the Western Continent Divine Domain.
Thus, the three emperors dispatched more dao god realm, dao king realm, and even dao emperor realm experts to the Western Continent Divine Domain.
They also sent envoys to visit the Western Continent Ancestral Dynasty, the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace, and the Elysium Sect once again…
Time passed, and a year had gone by.
At the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace, the mountains behind the Dominion Star had already been flattened.
The rolling dark clouds above the mountains quickly receded, revealing a sky full of stars.
“Whew, whew—”
Tan Yun, who was in a severely injured state, lay in a pool of blood, breathing rapidly with a chaotic aura.