Chapter 571

Chapter 571: The Return (Part Two)

After flying several thousand miles in one breath, Wang Chen swapped the Yaoguang flying sword for a magical flying ship as his mode of transport.

While sword flight was indeed elegant, it was far less comfortable than riding in a flying ship. It also saved energy.

In fact, as long as he was willing to spend spirit stones, the speed of a flying ship-class magical tool exceeded that of a regular flying sword, effortlessly slicing through the clouds in silence, covering dozens of miles in an instant.

The journey of hundreds of thousands of miles felt trivial.

However, Wang Chen did not let his guard down; instead, he tightened his focus and heightened his vigilance!

As a representative of the sect attending the ceremony at Mount Ling, Wang Chen had undeniably slapped the Western Buddhist Sect in the face.

Previously, he had "forced" the abbot of Xuan Yuan Temple to his death. Then, before millions of monks and believers, he had swiftly defeated a warrior monk who challenged him, not only drawing attention to himself but also greatly offending the Buddhist sect.

Most importantly, Wang Chen had completely exposed that he had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method to the sixth level.

The Tianlong Temple could not remain indifferent to this.

Though Wang Chen could not predict their exact reaction, he knew very well that his return journey would not be peaceful!

Now, having distanced himself from the Western Buddhist Realm, he had entered the vast desert controlled by the Sand Tribe. If the Buddhist sect sought trouble, this was their only choice.

He fully activated the formations built into the flying ship, pushing the speed of this large magical tool to its limit.

It was truly as fast as lightning!

Though this would significantly increase the consumption of spirit stones, what were these spirit stones compared to his life?

After flying for half a day, he encountered no troubles.

Wang Chen remained vigilant, though not as intense and anxious as before.

Could it be that those monks truly gave up?

Wang Chen found that unlikely, yet a sense of reassurance began to settle in.

The farther he traveled from the Western Buddhist Sect’s territory, the closer he came to the West Sea Sect. Once he entered the West Sea Spiritual Realm, he would be completely safe.

While controlling the flying ship, Wang Chen could not help but recall what Formless had said to him.

This Eminent Monk, also an outsider, had not provided him with a direct path to ascend, but he had shared some information about the higher realms.

The upper realm of the Mountain-Sea Realm was known as the Haotian Realm, one of the nine celestial domains.

It was the true celestial realm!

According to Formless, the Haotian Realm was unimaginably vast, filled with countless intelligent beings, of which human cultivators were just one.

Due to the abundant spiritual energy in the Haotian Realm, infants born there, unless they were born with disabilities, were at the Transcendence level. It was commonplace for a child to begin Qi Training at the age of three or five, with many breaking through to open houses as adults.

It was a world where everyone could become exceptional!

Moreover, the upper limit of power in the Haotian Realm was extremely high, with beings such as True Lords, Dao merging true venerables, Ascendant holy beings, and Dao Ancestors above the Yuan Ying level.

Purple Palace cultivators were merely small fries in the Haotian Realm!

Not only that, but the lower realms governed by the Haotian Realm were as numerous as the hairs on a cow, with the Mountain-Sea Realm barely holding any significance among them.

Additionally, new lower realms were discovered and conquered every year.

The Haotian Realm was indeed vast, with an unparalleled capacity to embrace all outsiders. However, entry into the Haotian Realm required one to endure the Void Trial!

Formless had only touched upon the subject of the Haotian Realm with Wang Chen, without going into detail. Perhaps his own knowledge was limited, or perhaps he did not wish to burden Wang Chen further, but this Eminent Monk had certainly allowed Wang Chen a glimpse into the higher realms.

“Imprison.”

As Wang Chen was lost in reminiscence, the magical flying ship he was piloting suddenly halted, as if ensnared in a deep mire, tightly bound by pressure from all sides. It could no longer move!

Simultaneously, a calm voice reached Wang Chen’s ears.

Wang Chen snapped back to reality, immediately realizing he had fallen into an enemy ambush.

Moreover, the assailant was a Golden Core cultivator!

Yet, Wang Chen felt no panic; instead, he experienced a sense of relief, as if “what was destined to happen had finally come.”

Without hesitation, he grabbed a talisman and crushed it in his hand.

Wang Chen had been sent to Mount Ling by Changhe Zhenren, not to face death. Before his departure, this higher-level Golden Core cultivator had gifted him three treasure symbols.

What he had just activated was one of them!

A burst of clear, luminous spiritual light suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping the entire magical flying ship.

The ship emitted countless rays of pale golden light, explosively releasing immense power, and broke free from the binding forces of the surrounding space.

In an instant, it shot forward several hundred miles!

“Eh?”

The Golden Core cultivator who had ambushed the flying ship was clearly taken aback, not expecting the prey that had fallen into his grasp to escape!

Although Wang Chen was piloting a magical flying ship, he was merely a mid-level Purple Palace cultivator and lacked the ability to fully unleash the ship’s destructive power, making it impossible for him to contend with a higher-level Golden Core elder.

This Golden Core cultivator, unwilling to let Wang Chen escape, coldly snorted and summoned a long whip magical tool.

The treasure whip spanned the sky, instantly extending hundreds of miles, and quickly caught up to the fleeing magical flying ship.

It tightly wrapped around the ship!

No matter how hard Wang Chen struggled inside the ship, it was pulled back.

Seeing the situation turn dire, Wang Chen immediately activated the second and third talismans given to him by Changhe Zhenren.

The two treasure symbols were activated in quick succession, completely depleting the stored power in his Qi Sea!

With Wang Chen’s current cultivation level, using third-level treasure symbols came at a significant cost.

He experienced a loss in his Qi and blood.

Yet the effect was remarkably potent.

Waves of sharp energy surged from within the flying ship, slicing through the long whip that encircled it, leaving deep wounds, causing it to snap and break apart in an instant.

“Bold!”

The Golden Core cultivator, who had only retrieved half of his whip, erupted in fury, feeling an intense pain.

This magical tool was something he had poured a tremendous amount of effort into refining, with heavenly materials and treasures consumed that could have bought a medium-sized immortal city, let alone the costs of long-term refining.

To think that today, in pursuit of a mere Purple Palace junior, it would lead to damage of his treasure!

While he felt the sting of loss, the Golden Core cultivator’s killing intent surged.

He swiftly appeared near the flying ship, extending his hand toward it: “Die!”

The Golden Core’s hand swelled hundreds of times in an instant, with thick fingers resembling massive pillars, producing a chilling sound as they scraped against each other.

A massive shadow completely enveloped the magical flying ship!

Inside, Wang Chen felt his breath catch. The spiritual energy he had just drawn from the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil had yet to transform into his own movement techniques when he sensed himself about to fall into an abyss.

He felt utterly powerless!