After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 54

Having cultivated to the Cavern Heaven realm, one’s only obsession is likely the attainment of Dao. Crossing that final threshold is more difficult than any other stage. No one, unlike Luo Lingfeng, manifests external forms or even disregards the depletion of their vital essence to wildly vent their spiritual energy. In such circumstances, those whose cultivation is inferior to hers, and whose ruthlessness is not as great, have no other path but defeat.
Amidst the vast surging water, the corpses of the three elders blocking the way floated up and down. Not even their primordial spirits had escaped. How could others not be terrified? At this point, the three families of Luoshui Divine Palace disciples all ceased their attacks. They huddled together as if facing a formidable enemy, gazing at Luo Lingfeng’s frenzied and ruthless expression, trembling uncontrollably.
“Is she avenging Luoshui Divine Palace?” Jiang Pu murmured, his face ashen. His eyes were filled with terror, darting back and forth, finally settling on Wen Yutang’s face.
Wen Yutang pursed her lips. How could she know what Luo Lingfeng intended? Back at the Sunset Burial Mounds, she had hated Luo Hengjun to such an extent, showing no respect for her father. Even when the three families divided Luoshui Divine Palace, she had not intervened. If Cloud City’s influence had been involved, Luoshui Divine Palace’s fate would have been much better than it was now. Her gaze flickered left and right, finally settling dreamily on Wei Yunshu, clad in white like snow, not far away.
The Taiyi Sword and the techniques of the Three Lights—
This person’s identity was already apparent!
Having seen many people who closely resembled Cloud Sovereign, they were all dismissive when they saw her again. They hadn’t expected that Cloud Sovereign was truly not dead! She was a guest elder at Buzhou Peak, so would she return to Cloud City? Why did she conceal her identity? Did Luo Lingfeng and the elders of Cloud City know about this? Was there some hidden scheme?
After obtaining the dragon scale, Wei Yunshu ignored the faint probing gazes falling upon her. She lowered her eyelids, gripping the ice-cold dragon scale, and visions of text appeared before her eyes. This dragon scale was called the “Dao-Transmitting Golden Scale.” It was plucked from Ji Jun and scattered throughout the Shang Qing Divine Realm, awaiting those destined to obtain its divine abilities and marvelous techniques. Besides the “True Dragon Incarnation Scripture,” there were also many other techniques such as “Myriad Origin Rebirth Technique,” “Vajra Zen Method,” and “Water Element True Radiance.” They all appeared upright and proper, with no trace of evil. However, a considerable portion of them relied on the “Severing All Selves” technique. Perhaps in the Shang Qing Divine Realm, the “Severing All Selves” technique was the most common.
Wei Yunshu concisely explained the matter of the Dao-Transmitting Golden Scale to Xie Zhichao and the others. The “Shang Qing Divine Realm” appeared frequently in the information they had obtained, but the missing blanks remained unfilled, and the past of the Fu Li Immortal Realm was still empty. She wondered if the Buzhou disciples who entered later had found anything else.
“Although the ‘Dao Transmitters’ share the same name as the Cavern Heavens of the Corridor of Sins, there are fundamental differences in their cultivation techniques and divine abilities. It’s unclear what the connection is. Also, was the Fu Li Immortal Realm formerly called the Shang Qing Divine Realm? Or is the immortal realm part of the divine realm? Or perhaps its lower realm?” Xie Zhichao’s eyes widened, and she raised her hand to scratch her head, her face filled with confusion.
Just as Wei Yunshu was about to reply, a thunderous roar suddenly shook the heavens. This small world, illuminated by a bright treasure’s light, collapsed. The light screen before their eyes shattered like glass, the scenery reversed, and in an instant, they returned to the grand hall enshrining the several statues. However, among the six statues, the Ji Jun Divine Lord intertwined with the true dragon was covered in cracks. Finally, with faint creaking sounds, it completely turned into dust and scattered.
Light flickered, and pure energy permeated. The remaining cultivators couldn’t help but cast their gazes towards the remaining statues. One person reacted extremely quickly, activating his most formidable escape technique, transforming into a stream of light and charging towards the remaining statues. With a crisp sound, like smashing into a bronze wall, he was caught off guard, his skull exploding, and he died on the spot.
Wei Yunshu focused her gaze. The spiritual light on these statues had dimmed considerably. It seemed that after the collapse of Ji Jun’s statue, the remaining statues no longer opened their doors for the transmission of Dao. Wei Yunshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that those inheritance passages had been severed; otherwise, she didn’t know what kind of evil techniques might appear in the Fu Li Immortal Realm.
Wen Yutang looked at the corpse on the ground. After a moment of silence, she softly said, “Let’s go.” At this point, the secret realm had been fully explored. As the leader of Xiaohan Mountain, coupled with the shock of the Nascent Soul elder’s death, her disciples, who were already in a state of confusion and trepidation, were eager to leave Luo Lingfeng’s presence. Upon hearing her words, they nodded repeatedly. The disciples of Xiaohan Mountain turned and left, followed closely by Yunmeng Marsh. Tang Changsheng, however, was unwilling to accept this outcome and was full of indignation. But he also knew he was no match for that person, so he suppressed his hatred, flicked his sleeve, turned, and left. Seeing this, the rogue cultivators, despite their curiosity about the entanglement between Buzhou and Cloud City and their desperate desire to know more, dared not linger in the hall. In an instant, all other cultivators had left completely, leaving only the disciples of Buzhou and Cloud City.
The aristocratic disciples of Cloud City were relatively sensible, so their casualties in the secret realm were not many. They did not follow closely behind Luo Lingfeng but maintained a distance from her. Earlier, they had only thought Wei Yunshu was someone who resembled Cloud Sovereign in the past. Now that they knew the truth, they all stole glances at her. Finally, a disciple from the Yun family, being bolder, stepped forward and bowed to Wei Yunshu, saying, “Greetings, True Monarch. Will True Monarch return to Cloud City with us?”
Only the Cavern Heaven cultivators of each family knew about the secret event three years ago. As for the disciples, they only thought Wei Yunshu had escaped from evil cultivators. They knew that each family had intentions towards the position of “Cloud Sovereign,” and in truth, they didn’t want Cloud Sovereign to be alive. However, with Cloud Sovereign right before them, as disciples, no matter what they thought, they had to ask.
As soon as his words fell, Luo Lingfeng’s gaze pierced towards Wei Yunshu like a needle, wanting to find an answer from that calm face.
But Wei Yunshu did not respond, nor did she even spare a glance for the disciples of Cloud City. Instead, she chatted and laughed with the disciples of Buzhou. Luo Lingfeng’s eyes grew completely cold. The dark Abyssal heavy water swirled around her, and faint thunderous sounds emanated from its churning.
Sensing that hint of icy killing intent, Wei Yunshu finally looked up at Luo Lingfeng. In her bright, brilliant eyes, a sense of serenity and coldness suddenly descended. Xie Zhichao and the others noticed the change in her demeanor. The camaraderie forged through recent battles created a bond, and when they understood Wei Yunshu’s intentions, they spontaneously stepped forward, blocking in front of Wei Yunshu.
Xie Zhichao placed her right hand on her Spring and Autumn Saber, raised her eyebrows, and smiled heartily, “Here, only our Elder Bo Fengliu of Buzhou exists. Where is Cloud Sovereign? If you all miss Cloud Sovereign too much, you’re mistaken for someone else!”
“But the Taiyi Sword—” the disciple from Cloud City said anxiously.
Xie Zhichao lowered her eyelashes, still smiling, “Naturally, it was obtained at the Sunset Burial Mounds. Didn’t everyone go looking for the Taiyi Sword earlier? It just so happened that our Buzhou Elder was slightly superior and obtained the Taiyi Sword. As for the cultivation technique— that was naturally comprehended by our Fellow Daoist Bo through her innate intelligence from the sword intent.”
Upon hearing this, the disciples of Cloud City didn’t know how to retort, as there had indeed been rumors about the “Taiyi Sword” earlier. The person who spoke could only cast a pleading glance towards Luo Lingfeng, whose expression was like frost. As Cloud Sovereign’s Dao companion, could she not recognize the true Cloud Sovereign? However, if she was unwilling to acknowledge it, it was not appropriate for them, the disciples, to insist further. When they returned, they would have to report this news to their superiors.
Luo Lingfeng licked her lips and laughed heartily, “The disciples of Buzhou said she isn’t Cloud Sovereign, so why are you all so anxious?” The Abyssal heavy water churned, and the immense surge of energy seemed capable of piercing through the grand hall. But for some reason, in the end, amidst humming vibrations, the Abyssal heavy water transformed into a mass of dark smoke, adorning the exquisitely embroidered cloak, almost blending into it. Luo Lingfeng lazily glanced at the disciples of Cloud City, “You entered the secret realm and gained nothing. Instead of focusing on important matters, you’re paying attention to irrelevant people. How will you explain yourselves to your clansmen when you return to Cloud City?”
Seeing Luo Lingfeng’s expression turn gentle, the disciple from the Yun family became bolder. He didn’t dare to look closely at her brilliant smile, only glancing at her before withdrawing his gaze and respectfully saying, “Each of us received a Daoist scripture. That ‘True Dragon Incarnation Scripture’…” His voice suddenly became softer. He had originally intended to say that he could write down most of it from memory, but considering the attitude of the Buzhou disciples, he swallowed his words.
Luo Lingfeng responded casually, “Is that so?”
It was as if she didn’t take the matter of the transmission jade slip to heart.
However, the disciples from Buzhou kept looking towards the disciples of Cloud City several times.
After a moment, everyone left the palace floating in mid-air together. When they landed on the ground, they looked up again, but the magnificent treasure hall was gone. The sky was empty, leaving only fierce gales howling, as if nothing had ever existed.
Xie Zhichao and her group were deep in thought.
But before they could discuss the cultivation techniques in the palace further, they heard sounds of argument. Most of the rogue cultivators had disappeared. Instead, the disciples of Luoshui Divine Palace remained in their original positions, glaring at the disciples of Buzhou with unsightly expressions. Xie Zhichao inquired and learned that the disciples of Luoshui Divine Palace who had remained below had all been killed, and the two surnamed “Luo” were nowhere to be seen.
“Didn’t we already explain it to you? What reason do we have to attack you? Luo Yuankun killed them, and Luo Yuanshu killed Luo Yuankun. How would we know where they are now?”
“Obstruct? It was said to be an internal matter of your Luoshui Divine Palace. What reason do we have to obstruct? One avenged his father, which is only right; the other carried out righteous extermination of a relative, where the law shows no favoritism. What do we have to say?”
“If you continue to be unreasonable, don’t blame us for showing no mercy with our swords.”
None of the disciples of Buzhou were easy to deal with. Their impatience was clearly displayed at this point.
Xie Zhichao gestured to them and said to the furious disciples of Luoshui Divine Palace, “Whether you believe it or not, this matter truly has nothing to do with our Buzhou.”
Having gained no benefits along this journey, only encountering troublesome matters, Tang Changsheng’s inner anger was almost unbearable. None of the people surnamed Luo were good, and the disciples of Buzhou were no better. He cursed them inwardly in frustration. He was still considering whether to find an excuse to fight the disciples of Buzhou again when his peripheral vision caught Luo Lingfeng’s smile. Instantly, a chill ran through his body, and the burning evil fire was extinguished by a splash of ice water.
“We don’t blame you fellow Daoists. We merely wish to ascertain the truth,” Wen Yutang cupped her sleeves in a salute to the disciples of Buzhou, her smile very forced.
Xie Zhichao raised her eyebrows and said heartily, “It’s good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up.” After a pause, she added, “There’s nothing more to see here. We are preparing to leave. As for you fellow Daoists—please help yourselves!” With that, she beckoned the disciples of Buzhou and turned to leave.
Outside the secret realm.
Some quick rogue cultivators had already found the exit and were rushing out. These rogue cultivators were accustomed to exploring secret realms. As usual, they cautiously scouted for a while before preparing to withdraw and find a secluded place to tally their gains. However, before they could leave, several swift sword lights flashed before their eyes. Disciples in Buzhou sword robes appeared like swords.
“Fellow Daoists, slow down.”
The rogue cultivators looked at the smiling faces of the Buzhou disciples, their hearts suddenly sinking. Their eyelids twitched violently, and an ominous premonition arose within them. With Buzhou’s immense power, was it necessary to fight them for the gains within the secret realm? But what if the disciples of Buzhou truly had no intention of adhering to the rules? The rogue cultivators cautiously extended their senses. It was fine if they didn’t look, but upon seeing it, they were greatly alarmed. Hundreds of miles around were enveloped by dense sword energy, with no way out! Some were unwilling to confront Buzhou, and with a dejected face, they agreed, “Yes.” However, some were unwilling to be controlled, agreeing while secretly looking for opportunities to strike, but the outcome was the same for all. The disciples of Buzhou politely led the cultivators to an open space and then remained silent.
“Fellow Daoist, that is the carriage of the Chief Disciple of Buzhou. This matter is unusual.” A rogue cultivator whispered quietly into the ear of a companion.
“Could it be… because of the Corridor of Sins?” The glum rogue cultivator finally remembered the scene in the floating palace, and his gaunt face was filled with more sorrow. However, even now, he still wanted to struggle for a moment, “In that Daoist text, we didn’t detect any evil aura!” No one answered. The speaking rogue cultivator drooped his head, a hint of suspicion forming in his heart.
Dense sword energy enveloped heaven and earth, while outside this area, five Daoists with stern faces stood against the wind, squinting at the Buzhou disciples led by Ran Xiuyun. Among the five Daoists, three were elders from the three families of Luoshui Divine Palace, and the remaining two were from Cloud City. They knew that the secret realm from six thousand years ago was fraught with danger, but they never expected their own disciples to suffer such heavy losses. For disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage, their deaths were acceptable, but Nascent Soul elders had also perished. How could they not be anxious?
When they arrived, they thought there might have been some error in the secret realm, but they didn’t expect Buzhou’s actions to be even greater, directly blocking the entrance to the secret realm and forbidding anyone from entering! Were heavenly materials and earthly treasures about to appear? The Nascent Soul cultivators of each family couldn’t help but speculate. If so, they couldn’t leave. “What is the meaning of Fellow Daoist Ran’s actions?” The Daoist who spoke was from the Chu clan of Cloud City. Since no highly favored direct descendants were present this time, and Luo Lingfeng was also in the secret realm, they were not overly concerned about the safety of their disciples, but rather more concerned about Buzhou’s act of blocking all four passages.
Ran Xiuyun looked directly at Daoist Chu and smiled slightly, “The secret realm has changed. Why don’t all of you wait patiently for a while?”
“All my disciples are within the secret realm. How can we wait?” Daoist Wen of Xiaohan Mountain raised his voice, his face filled with anger.
Ran Xiuyun would not be swayed by his words. She tapped her finger on the hilt of her sword, her pendant jingling clearly in the wind. She spoke indifferently, her tone carrying an irrefutable coldness, “Even if you cannot wait, you must wait.”
“Is Buzhou intending to break the rules of our immortal realm? I’ve never heard of blocking secret realm passages and forbidding entry or exit,” Daoist Wen glared at Ran Xiuyun, expressing his displeasure.
Ran Xiuyun smiled enigmatically, “Aren’t you all the ones who have broken enough rules?”
The five Daoists fell silent upon hearing this. However, they couldn’t just wait and watch Buzhou reap the benefits. They squinted ahead. Among the disciples of Buzhou, there were only two Nascent Soul True Monarchs. Even if the disciples of Buzhou were all capable, blocking five Nascent Souls was unlikely. Their thoughts raced like lightning, and the five Daoists simultaneously released their communication talismans, while they themselves unleashed their magic artifacts towards the front.
Ran Xiuyun had anticipated that the other party would not easily back down. She smiled and activated her sword light, as white as snow. Sharp sword light cut through the air, leaving traces of snow-like radiance. With a sweep across the sky, the chirping of birds ceased, leaving an eerie silence. However, after a breath, a tremendous shockwave, like a crashing cliffside waterfall, erupted. The disciples of Buzhou manipulated their sword light, engaging the five Nascent Souls in battle. When they were at a disadvantage, they retreated. In the exchange, the five Nascent Soul Daoists had already flown half a li forward. But just as they were about to press further, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in their hearts, their hair standing on end, and a chill permeated their bodies.
The Daoists subconsciously looked up. Their vision was completely captured by a beam of sword light. The spiritual energy surging through their bodies seemed to melt like snow under the scorching sun, vanishing in an instant. They landed on the ground with pale faces. Looking closely again, they saw nothing. Just as they were gathering their spiritual energy to continue, the sword light appeared in their minds again, shattering their composure and causing their hearts to falter. With their cultivation, dominating a region in the Fu Li Immortal Realm was not difficult. However, at this moment, they felt a sense of the vastness of heaven and earth, and that they were merely insignificant ants.
“That, that is—” The three elders of Luoshui Divine Palace had not yet reacted, but Daoist Chu from Cloud City’s face was already filled with coldness and dread. “Dao Artifact!” he squeezed out from between his teeth. Buzhou had cultivated swords for thousands of years, and its guardian Dao artifact was a magic sword named “True Nature Sword.” Three thousand years ago, it was the Sect Master of Buzhou who wielded this sword to repel the invasion of the Corridor of Sins. Now that they had brought out the “Dao Artifact,” what exactly was contained within the secret realm? If it was a treasure—it must be beyond a Dao artifact! But was this possible?
Ran Xiuyun cast a sidelong glance at the five Daoists and slowly said, “Fellow Daoists, as I said, you cannot be hasty. In a few days, our sect leader will contact the elders of each sect, and we will convene to discuss matters.”
The five Daoists remained silent for a moment, then slowly calmed down. They knew that with Buzhou’s Dao artifact present, they could not approach the secret realm no matter what. Composing themselves, Elder Tang of the Tang family suddenly asked, “Why don’t we see any cultivators from Dustless Sea?” Each family’s disciples had life plaques enshrined in their ancestral halls. He didn’t believe that Dustless Sea had no fallen disciples. Those old fellows were able to remain so calm.
Dustless Sea, Dragon Palace.
Profound energy was boundless and vast. Amidst rolling mist and clouds, four illusory figures appeared one by one. The one seated at the head was a purple-robed Daoist wearing a pair of horns. His face was handsome, like carved jade, exuding a sculpted quality, rarely showing emotion. Behind him, clouds and mist floated, finally transforming into a coiled dragon shape. This was the Dragon Lord of Dustless Sea for this generation, the head of all demon tribes. To his left sat a young handsome scholar, belonging to the flood dragon lineage, his Dharma Manifestation similar to the Dragon Lord, known as Canal Lord.
To the Dragon Lord’s right sat a red-robed female cultivator with iridescent wings behind her. Her Cavern Heaven Dharma Manifestation soared like a fire phoenix, the Phoenix Lord of the bird tribe. Her brows were tightly furrowed; she disliked the water regions the most, her eyes holding a trace of disgust and contempt. The last person was a handsome man in yellow robes with long flowing hair. His eyebrows were drooped, his aura heavy like decaying wood; he was a descendant of the Qilin, known as Qilin Lord.
These four were the only remaining Cavern Heaven True Monarchs of the demon tribes, and they had gathered together, which was extremely rare.
“If the Dragon Lord doesn’t speak, I’ll take my leave,” Phoenix Lord was very uncomfortable with this atmosphere. She had waited patiently for a long time without anyone speaking. Her temperament was naturally fiery like red flames. Her wings spread behind her, and clusters of crimson flames rolled on her skirt, making her exceptionally radiant.
“Hold on, fellow Daoist,” the Dragon Lord lifted his eyelids and said gravely, “A secret realm from six thousand years ago has appeared in the Buzhou region, and the disciples of our Dragon Palace entered to investigate.”
“What does this have to do with us?” Phoenix Lord rolled her eyes at the Dragon Lord. She crossed her arms and replied impatiently. She lived in seclusion on Phoenix Mountain, cultivating, and outwardly never involved herself in disputes.
The Dragon Lord’s expression was impassive, “Our Dragon Palace sent five Nascent Soul elders to the secret realm, including my eighteenth son, Ba Xu. With such a lineup, even if we couldn’t gain any benefits, at least we should have been able to retreat safely. But not long ago, the life plaques of all the disciples who went to the secret realm shattered. Ba Xu had a wisp of my divine sense on him, and it was also completely annihilated.”
Qilin Lord looked up and asked slowly, “And then?”
“It must be the human cultivators who joined forces to kill our Dustless Sea demon cultivators!” Canal Lord suddenly stood up, grinding his teeth. Cold and stern light flickered in his vertical pupils. “First, Luoshui Divine Palace destroyed the alliance and killed our demon disciples. Now, within the secret realm, they are relentlessly pursuing us! If we continue to tolerate this, they will eventually attack Dustless Sea.”
“But what benefits are there in attacking Dustless Sea?” Phoenix Lord glanced at the Dragon Lord and then added impolitely, “As for Luoshui Divine Palace, isn’t that your personal vendetta with that person? The secret realm is from thousands of years ago, fraught with peril. What’s strange about a few people dying?”
Canal Lord said coldly, “It’s not your descendants who died, so naturally, you don’t care.”
Phoenix Lord laughed and said frankly, “Yes.” Her attitude indeed angered Canal Lord greatly, but he couldn’t act out.
The Dragon Lord’s gaze swept over everyone for a moment and he slowly said, “I have recently obtained some information related to that secret realm.” Before anyone could ask, he added, “You all know that after our Dustless Sea Ancestor and past Dragon Lords achieved ascension, their shed bodies were left in the Dragon Palace for their descendants to comprehend the Dragon tribe’s Dharma techniques. I had been in seclusion meditating. One day, my spiritual platform became clear, and I was summoned by the Ancestor, where I learned a secret.”
“We take the Dragon Lord as our ancestor, so who is the ancestor in the Dragon Lord’s eyes? In other words, who is the Dragon Ancestor?”
The Cavern Heaven True Monarchs like them had also inquired about the past to some extent, but the six thousand years were a blank slate. Despite numerous searches, they could only give up. Hearing the Dragon Lord speak now, they all perked up, their eyes shining as they gazed at him.
The Dragon Lord stood up, and the cloud dragon behind him suddenly opened its brilliant eyes, emitting dragon roars that made people’s hearts tremble.
“Shang Qing Divine Realm, Wu Shi Venerable…”
The dragon roars gradually faded, and only his voice echoed in the hall.
“Dragon Ancestor, Ji Jun…”
Canal Lord, Phoenix Lord, and Qilin Lord looked up at the Dragon Lord, their eyes filled with shock. It wasn’t the existence of the “Ancestor Dragon” that shocked them, but that name… it was the same as the esteemed Ji Jun of the Corridor of Sins! If they remembered correctly, Ji Jun could also transform into a dragon form. So, what was the relationship between the Ancestor Dragon and the Corridor of Sins?! The three waited for the Dragon Lord’s explanation, but unexpectedly, the Dragon Lord merely raised his eyebrows, smiled, and changed the subject, “Today, I invited all of you fellow Daoists here simply to give you a heads-up. It’s good to be aware. As the saying goes, ‘Those not of our kind will surely have different hearts.’ You all know how human cultivators view us, I’m sure.”
Canal Lord, who had understood, was much more direct than the Dragon Lord. He exclaimed loudly, “The secret realm is from six thousand years ago, and it might contain old secrets related to the Dragon Ancestor. If human cultivators find out, who knows if they won’t eliminate all traces? I suspect the cultivators from my Dragon Palace who went there were killed by human cultivators for this very reason!”
The Dragon Lord’s expression was indifferent; he did not respond.
Qilin Lord, with a deathly pale expression, looked up and said slowly, “Luoshui Divine Palace serves as a cautionary tale.” Luo Hengjun deserved his death, but what about the remaining disciples of Luoshui Divine Palace? They did not believe that those disciples knew about Luo Hengjun’s collusion with the Corridor of Sins, but some died, and some were exiled. They would never believe that there was no ulterior motive. If they treated their human fellow Daoists this way, how cruel would they be to other races?
Phoenix Lord’s expression turned grim. After a moment of contemplation, she said, “Three years ago, Cloud City suffered a calamity. Not only Cloud Sovereign but also Cavern Heaven True Monarchs of aristocratic families perished. Now, both the Chu and Wu clans have no Cavern Heaven to oversee them. As for Luoshui Divine Palace, the four factions went their separate ways, leading to infighting. Now, the Cavern Heavens in charge are fewer than five. Only Buzhou has not experienced internal strife, but their disciples are few, and they only have three Cavern Heavens. If they come to our Dustless Sea, they won’t gain much advantage.”
The Dragon Lord looked deeply at Phoenix Lord, his eyes profound. He sighed and said, “Daoist Phoenix, I know you usually cultivate in seclusion and don’t involve yourself in worldly affairs, so you may not understand many things. That’s alright. You just need to remember that merely thinking about not being invaded is not enough.”
Upon hearing this, Phoenix Lord’s expression changed solemnly.
The Dragon Lord stopped speaking, but from his words, she still sensed a hint of killing intent.
Less than half an hour later, three illusory figures left the Dragon Palace of Dustless Sea and returned to their respective cave mansions.
On Phoenix Island, Phoenix Lord entered her cave mansion and immediately cast several Dharma incantations, sealing off the mansion. Her eyes flickered, radiating an extraordinary luster. When a paper crane appeared, she whispered a few words, and the spiritual energy-filled paper crane dissipated on its own. Phoenix Lord sat on a stone stool, exhaled a breath of turbid air, but immediately frowned deeply, lost in thought.