Chapter 1175

Chapter 1175: Great Qian Immortal Lord

"After we fully merge, I will lead the human race to dominate the entire Three Thousand Realms and even take them to the outer realms."

"I have seen the peak; it is a realm I can only gaze at from afar."

"But so what? Even ants have the will to resist heaven. I spend endless time and countless reincarnations just to step onto the peak."

"Now, you and I are only one step away from that peak."

As the voice spoke, a virtual image appeared in front of Wang Yulun, revealing a gentle expression in its eyes.

The virtual image resembled Wang Yulun by seventy percent.

"You are me, and I am you~"

Wang Yulun gazed at the virtual image, his expression complex.

"From what I know, you had 109 cultivation partners in your past life, some loved you and some hated you."

"Do you really think you can love them all?" Wang Yulun asked earnestly.

"I can~ Regardless of which lifetime, I spent countless moments with them."

"I loved them deeply, and they loved me even more."

"As long as you return, our family of cultivation partners will gain another member." The voice of the virtual image held a strangely gentle tone.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yulun’s expression turned cold.

“When my Big Brother Xu returns, we will separate.”

“Then you better make sure your Big Brother Xu comes back soon. With your current cultivation, you can last at most a thousand years.”

“And as far as I know, your Big Brother Xu was taken to the outer realms along with Hidden Spirit Island.”

"That place is extremely dangerous. Even a saint must avoid giant beasts or powerful beings from other realms when caught in the chaotic mist."

“Don’t worry, after we merge, the cultivation partners will be ours, and the same goes for your Big Brother.”

"When my True Self awakens, I dream of Big Brother Xu becoming the number one in the Three Thousand Realms, and me being the second, as we bring glory to the human race." The virtual image revealed a hint of longing.

At this moment, Wang Yulun looked seriously at the virtual image.

"You are you, and I am I. What do you think you are in Big Brother Xu’s eyes?" Wang Yulun slowly closed his eyes, resisting the return of his True Self.

In the Ta Huang Immortal Realm, within a small world protected by a top-tier chamber, Han Feiyu anxiously set down his communication mirror.

"Where could the sect have gone? Did they really end up in the outer realms, as the news said?"

"It’s a pity that my jade gourd has not yet upgraded and cannot replicate the Xuanhuang aura in large quantities. Otherwise, I could summon a saint to search for the sect in the outer realms."

Han Feiyu looked up at the picturesque distant mountains from a pavilion high among them.

A stunning woman with a gentle aura approached Han Feiyu, holding a plate of fresh fruit.

"Feiyu, have some fruit. I’m sure your sect will contact you soon," Little Flower Deer said gently.

Han Feiyu nodded, looking at Little Flower Deer with warmth in his eyes.

He took out a Wanfu crystal stone and made a wish for the safe return of his sect, then tossed the crystal stone into the sky.

As a burst of rainbow-colored flowers exploded in the sky, another Wanfu crystal stone worth hundreds of millions of Immortal Jade vanished.

In the outer realms, Hidden Spirit Island sped through the chaotic mist at its maximum velocity.

“Rumors say there are small worlds in the outer realms where saints can rest temporarily. If we find one, we might learn the exact location of the Three Thousand Realms,” Xu Fan remarked, scanning the chaotic mist ahead.

“Be patient, husband. I’m sure we’ll find one soon,” Zhang Weiyun said, cradling a newborn little deer.

Meanwhile, Xu Fan was coiled around Fierce White.

The path ahead remained shrouded in a thick, gray haze of chaotic mist.

Above the formation on Hidden Spirit Island, a vortex resembling a black hole swirled, voraciously consuming the chaotic mist.

Just as Xu Fan thought they might wander the mist for millennia, an overwhelming aura surged from afar.

The distant wails of a chaotic giant beast echoed through the mist.

Sensing the aura, Xu Fan’s focus sharpened.

“Grapes, change course,” Xu Fan ordered.

“As you command, Master.”

The island slowed and turned, heading toward the source of the powerful aura.

On a massive Bone Boat, a commanding figure clad in nine-dragon battle armor stood at the bow.

“Once we finish off these chaotic giant beasts, we’ll return to the celestial dynasty and quietly trade for a few Great Luo-level true dragons with that old dragon.”

“It’s been too long since I’ve tasted Dragon Meat—I’ve almost forgotten its flavor.”

The domineering man watched as three Great Saints surrounded the chaotic giant beasts.

A Golden Immortal appeared behind him.

“Immortal Lord, I’ve discovered a way to cook chaotic giant beasts. The taste is surprisingly good.”

“But they’re packed with chaotic energy—only saints can safely consume them.” The Golden Immortal’s face was pale, his immortal body ravaged by the chaotic energy within.

The domineering man patted his shoulder, drawing out the chaotic energy.

“Heavenly Gourmet, well done. I’ll remember your contribution,” the man said with a hearty laugh.

Suddenly, the domineering man’s gaze snapped toward a distant point, his expression shifting.

With a flick of his finger, he drew a line in the air.

The chaotic giant beasts were instantly cleaved in two.

The three Great Saints turned to him, puzzled.

“Something’s approaching. Friend or foe, we’ll deal with it later. For now, extract the cores. I’ll investigate.”

A Bone Boat, thousands of zhang long, materialized before Hidden Spirit Island.

The Heavenly Gourmet Golden Immortal stared at the island, baffled.

“Don’t overthink it. This is the Hidden Spirit Sect you’ve mentioned,” the domineering man said.

“Though their Immortal Ship barely qualifies as a Postnatal Spiritual Treasure, it’s a miracle it hasn’t corroded in the chaotic mist of the outer realms.”

He studied Hidden Spirit Island with curiosity.

Xu Fan’s voice broke the silence.

“Is that the Immortal Lord of the Da Qian Celestial Dynasty ahead?” Xu Fan recognized the Bone Boat’s emblem.

“You must be the Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect. Care to join me on the Bone Boat for a chat?” the domineering man offered with a smile.

“Certainly.”

Xu Fan appeared on the Bone Boat.

“I pay my respects to the Immortal Lord of the Da Qian Celestial Dynasty,” Xu Fan said, clasping his hands in salute.

The Immortal Lord was a renowned Powerful Being in the Three Thousand Realms.

“Haha, meeting in this endless outer realm is truly fate,” the Immortal Lord said, helping Xu Fan up with a laugh.

Xu Fan raised his hand, and a small world materialized in his palm.

Within it swam a Great Luo-level true dragon.

“A humble gift,” Xu Fan said.

The Immortal Lord’s eyes gleamed as he gazed at the small world, nearly salivating at the sight.