Ch. 824 - Journey To Primordial Demon Cave

The massive body of the golden dragon fell from the sky, and everyone’s eyes remained locked on it, as if their hearts had fallen from the clouds along with it.

“He’s already grown this strong,” someone murmured.

“Ancestor!” someone from the Baili Imperial Clan shouted.

Under the lead of Baili Chengfeng, they all rushed frantically toward the dragon’s body.

The golden dragon lay still in a pool of golden blood.

Everyone from the Baili Imperial Clan glared angrily at Xu Zimo.

“Take the ancestor to the ancestral shrine,” Baili Qingfeng frowned slightly and ordered.

Then he looked at Xu Zimo and said, “Holy Son Xu, you’ve gone too far.”

“So what if I bully your measly Baili Imperial Clan?” Xu Zimo held Shadow Tyrant in hand, slowly retracting the Heaven-Unity Three-Gates God-Scripture above his head and replied calmly. “If you’re not convinced, your whole Imperial Clan can come at me.”

“Before Heaven’s Will descends, who dares claim invincibility? Who can sweep across the world unhindered?” Baili Qingfeng replied coldly. “What happened today, my Baili Imperial Clan will remember.”

“Then I hope you never forget,” Xu Zimo smiled. “I’ll remember your Baili Imperial Clan too.”

As Xu Zimo’s words fell, his figure suddenly blurred, transforming into countless afterimages.

In the next moment, he was already in front of Baili Xiao.

“What do you want to do?” Baili Chengfeng shouted.

But before Xu Zimo could act, Baili Xiao’s figure turned illusory.

The space and time around her seemed to freeze, her Soaring Immortal Body had activated.

An endless torrent of space-time energy surged within her. In this moment, she seemed to control the very fabric of this world’s time and space.

Even Xu Zimo could only see a fleeting shadow flash past his eyes.

The next instant, Baili Xiao was already beside Baili Chengfeng, warily watching Xu Zimo.

“No need to be so scared. I was just joking,” Xu Zimo chuckled.

Although Baili Xiao had evaded quickly, that brief moment was enough.

Because the seed of the Great Dream Scripture had already been planted.

Hopefully she’d enjoy this little gift.

Back when he was in the Skyluan Domain, he had visited the Slaughter God Palace, the legacy of the Slaughter God Bai Changfeng.

There, he didn’t just obtain a fragment of the True God Sword but also the Great Dream Scripture.

Bai Changfeng had once made a mistake cultivating this technique, training in his dream world for centuries. By the time he woke, his body had long decayed into bones, and even the bones had rotted away.

Later, Xu Zimo made him the ruler of the Eighteen Hells in his God World.

This Great Dream Scripture wasn’t just powerful for self-cultivation.

It could also be used to create dream realms for others, trapping them within.

When a dream becomes deep enough, from a certain point of view, many people will treat the dream as reality.

Once Baili Xiao falls asleep, the seed will begin to grow on its own and pull her into the dream realm.

...

At this moment, the Baili Imperial Clan all glared at Xu Zimo, their eyes filled with fury and a trace of fear.

Xu Zimo didn’t care.

He slowly walked to stand in front of Gong Yun'er and swept his gaze over everyone.

He calmly asked, “I’m taking her with me today. Who objects?”

Silence. Not a sound.

The death of an Immortal was still fresh in everyone’s memory.

Without absolute certainty, no one wanted to test their luck.

“Father, now that the Martial Heaven Tournament is over, let’s leave,” Xu Zimo said. “There’s no reason to stay.”

Xu Qingshan walked over and said in a low voice, “You go ahead. I still need to clean up today’s mess.”

“Then I won’t return to the sect,” Xu Zimo replied.

“I’ll probably head to the Middle Continent.”

“Go,” Xu Qingshan said emotionally. “Every eagle must eventually soar high. With your current strength, I can rest easy.”

Xu Zimo nodded, then turned to Gong Yun'er and said, “Let’s go.”

As the two figures left the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm, Xu Qingshan turned back to handle the aftermath with the surrounding people.

Xu Zimo could disregard their opinions, but as the number-one lineage in the Eastern Continent,

Though everyone harbored their own agendas, they didn’t want to tear off the mask of civility just yet.

...

The two left the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm and returned to Baili City, walking silently without any words exchanged.

“All right, you can leave now,” Xu Zimo waved his hand.

“Why did you save me?” Gong Yun'er looked up and stared directly at Xu Zimo.

“I was in a good mood,” Xu Zimo answered.

“You don’t play by the rules,” Gong Yun'er said.

“To live is to be unrestrained,” Xu Zimo replied. “My existence is to break rules, otherwise, I’d be long dead.”

“I won’t fight you for Heaven’s Will,” Gong Yun'er said. “But the Otherworldly Zenith Palace won’t give up. Our very purpose is to control Heaven’s Will.”

“I know,” Xu Zimo said. “But among my enemies, the Otherworldly Zenith Palace is nothing.”

“Then I’ll go,” Gong Yun'er said after a moment of silence.

“Perhaps we’ll meet again someday. Next time, maybe I won’t be your match.”

“Looking forward to it,” Xu Zimo chuckled.

As he watched Gong Yun'er’s figure fade into the distance, a loud voice called out from afar.

Great Wisdom the monk came running, robes fluttering.

“You’re leaving without saying goodbye?” he grumbled.

“I’m heading somewhere. Want to come?” Xu Zimo asked.

“The Patriarch said you could change my destiny. I believe him,” Great Wisdom replied.

“Boundless Heavenly Lord, so long as you don’t kick me away, I’ll follow.”

“Then let’s go. Middle Continent, Heavensoar Region,” Xu Zimo smiled.

Outside Baili City, the massive body of Chaos rose into the sky, tearing through layers of space and flying toward the distant Middle Continent.

According to Paimon, the void gate connecting Primordial Heartlands and the Primordial Demon Cave was located in the Heavensoar Region.

Before going to the Outer Heavens, this was the only way Xu Zimo could reach the Primordial Demon Cave.

Even now, he still didn’t fully understand the matters involving the previous Infernal Lord, his heart was filled with countless questions.

The journey from the Eastern Continent to the Heavensoar Region was long.

Xu Zimo sat cross-legged on Chaos’s back, his consciousness entering the God World.

With the Five Spirit Orbs gathered, the God World had entered a grand age of cultivation.

Spiritforce continued to rain down nonstop.

Xu Zimo planned to use this travel time to bring all sorts of mythological ruins into existence in this world.

That way, he could introduce new techniques naturally.

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