Chapter 571

Chapter 571: Return

"Brother Jian, what’s the rush?"

Ye Yun’s voice reached the Ancestor of the Sword Path, but instead of calming him, it amplified his urgency.

"The Burning Divine Platform’s closing! Activate the Thousand Mechanisms Guide now or we’ll be trapped!"

Ye Yun smiled faintly. His gaze shifted to the nearly sealed platform. With a flick of his right finger, light and shadow swirled as a spatial gate materialized.

The Ancestor yanked Ye Yun’s arm, leaping through the gate.

The instant they vanished, the Burning Divine Platform clamped shut, morphing into a spinning millstone-sized stone.

"What’s happening?"

An unfamiliar voice pierced through the void—not the Divine Grace Palace Master Yu Qingzhi’s.

Ye Yun blinked in confusion. Before he could dwell on it, light flooded his vision. Their souls burst from the spatial gate, diving into their cross-legged physical bodies.

"We’re back!" The Ancestor’s voice rang out as Ye Yun’s soul settled. The old man retreated to the depths of Ye Yun’s soul—unable to re-enter the Soul Turning Tower without assistance.

"Quite the adventure," Ye Yun remarked, brushing off his earlier bewilderment.

"Who’d have imagined the platform’s spatial magical array was the Minor Cosmic Light Array?" The Ancestor’s voice quivered with excitement. "Even Earth Immortal realm Saints couldn’t craft this! The Great Qin Empire shouldn’t possess such knowledge!"

Ye Yun raised an eyebrow. "If Saints couldn’t manage it, how do you recognize this array, Brother Jian?"

The Ancestor froze. The Minor Cosmic Light Array required late-stage Earth Immortal cultivation and specialized teachings to construct—far beyond mortal means. Yet fragments of this knowledge clearly existed in his damaged memories.

"I don’t know!" The Ancestor finally exploded. "The memories are there, but their origins? Gone! Like pages torn from a book!"

Ye Yun frowned. "Two soul fragments remain missing. When we recover them, answers may come. For now, we’ve found nothing else linking the Burning Divine Platform to the Saint’s Secret Vault."

The Ancestor stroked his beard. "You’ve absorbed the platform’s spatial laws. The array’s destroyed—no passage to the vault exists there. My theory was wrong."

"Yet gaining the Minor Cosmic Light Array’s knowledge helps," Ye Yun countered.

"Helps?" The Ancestor barked a laugh. "This is a stripped-down version of a Heavenly Realm array! Master its chaotic-seeming spatial laws, and no spatial array can trap you—Saint’s Secret Vault included!"

"So any spatial arrays there…"

"Will be child’s play!" The Ancestor cut in. "Saints protect their vaults with spatial arrays fused with killing formations. Without them, Nascent Soul stage experts would plunder everything!"

Ye Yun nodded. "Then I’ll master these laws. Shouldn’t be hard."

Had he possessed eyelids, the Ancestor would’ve rolled them skyward. Most Golden Core warriors—even Ancestors like Tian Yunzi and Hua Changchun—struggled with basic spatial laws. Yet this brat dismissed comprehending celestial arrays as "not hard"?

Unbeknownst to the Ancestor, Ye Yun’s spatial foundation differed. Purified by the Heart of Immortals and Demons, his laws were primal simplicity—a clean slate absorbing complex patterns with ease.

Ye Yun remained seated, keeping the Ancestor present. The Saint’s Secret Vault’s imminent opening demanded the old man’s experience. His hundred-thousand-mile journey to the Great Qin Empire hinged on finding a soul-healing spirit herb for Su Ling in the Jin Kingdom.

Excitement thrummed through him. Once fused with the Minor Cosmic Light Array’s laws, spatial arrays would unfold before him like open books. Passage through, not mere resistance, would become possible.

The Saint’s Secret Vault had waited long enough.