"Hehe, if this is the Dragon Palace, then isn't my teacher's true form right here..."

Excited, before finishing the sentence, a chill ran down Yuanhui's spine.

"Who?"

Yuanhui mechanically turned his head towards where the colorful sculpture was, which split open to reveal a fleshy body inside.

The sculpture emitted a continuous flow of Chi, causing Yuanhui’s nerves to be greatly oppressed and generating illusions.

"Teacher... ah!"

Yuanhui looked at the extremely eerie body without a hint of vitality, yet the profound dignity still lingered.

"No way, could this just be the pressure from a transmission link?"

Yuanhui, who was already struggling to keep his composure, looked in fear at the statues on both sides.

Indeed, although the statues had not moved, the regal aura within them twisted in the room, gradually tearing the link with the true body, and the oppressive pressure holding him disappeared along with it.

"Oh my goodness!"

Yuanhui fled from the palace as if escaping, "Wait, it's not pursuing?"

The sculpture stopped chasing when reaching the hall, as if there was an invisible chain binding it to the true body.

"No wonder the teacher is not in a rush to reunite with the true body, it is indeed tightly guarded, watertight.”

He clearly analyzed the situation here, knowing that any contact with the true body would trigger a mechanism to eliminate intruders.

When he ascended the hall again, everything returned to its original state— the true body transformed back into a three-zhang statue, and the two golden guards returned to their positions.

The palace once again revealed its quiet side, a desolate feeling spreading over every inch of his skin. This was truly not a place to stay for long. Disappointed, he left the palace and returned to the other side of the wormhole.

*Buzz!*

A flash of purple light passed, and Yuanhui's body fell from the entrance of the Terren Cave.

To him, this height was nothing, but the dream-like illusion of the palace was striking. His feet were enveloped in a burst of lightning, propelling him towards the inn.

"Hey, I hope this kid doesn't run into trouble."

The morning sunlight bathed the land and mountains, yet Yuanhui, who had been absent for a week, was still nowhere to be seen.

The teacher took out the martial family crest for location.

"Oh? It seems he has already completed the task."

The teacher tapped his temple and pondered.

"This giant ape is indeed a rare beast to find, rarely seen in broad daylight."

The teacher took out the phantom spirit furnace, prepared to refine the beast spirit Yuanhui brought back on the spot.

Half an hour passed, and the teacher decided to go out to find him personally, but as soon as he opened the door, he collided with Yuanhui.

Yuanhui's silver hair was stuck together due to melted snow, and he stumbled into the room with a pale yellow beast spirit in hand.

Seeing Yuanhui lying on the floor, the teacher shook his head helplessly, then dragged him onto the bed and stored the beast spirit on his own.

"You're this exhausted, take a day off first!"

The teacher looked at the sleeping Yuanhui, feeling warmth in his heart, before returning to the bracelet.

(Sacred God City)

"Hurry, quickly!"

The chief commander of the Sacred God Army urged ten thousand soldiers to go to the flourishing area of the Sacred God City to suppress the uprising team, while the warships in the sky patrolled the rebel stronghold day and night.

In this period of intense conflict, there were 1.6 million heavily guarded troops at the entrance of the Imperial Academy, and the Sacred God soldiers dared not let even a fly without a pass go past!

"Let me through, you bunch of old bastards!"

Wu Tong'er angrily cursed while kneeling in front of the ghost king Xiaotianji. At this moment, he had no choice but to abide by the orders of the Holy Emperor and detain the princess.

"Well, Your Highness, the rebels have been searching for you everywhere during this period. If you go out now, it's as good as throwing yourself into the trap!"

"I don't care, then you quickly send people to investigate the whereabouts of my brother in the Tianxue Mountain Range!"

Tong'er's charming face became swollen as he gave orders to the ghost king.

"Well..."

The ghost king found it hard to speak, and Prince Luo on the side honestly explained the current situation.

"In fact, Your Highness, Mr. Gui means that all the people we sent out are now injured by the rebels!"

"It's impossible. The ghost king's strength is unmatched even in the Holy City. Could it be that the four major families have all been conscripted by the rebels?" Tong'er accused Prince Luo angrily.

Now being criticized by the princess, who was also the future queen, they found themselves in a dilemma.

"Niece, we have no choice. The other day when the ghost king returned, he was injured. He was besieged by six boundary experts in the North Mansion district and almost..."

Tong'er's originally fair face turned purple with anger, but seeing the ghost king heavily injured all over, he could only wave his hand.

"Apologies, Mr. Gui, Tong'er was too angry. Please forgive him and take good care of your injuries."

As if granted a pardon, the ghost king immediately knelt down in gratitude and thanked the princess.

"Thank Your Highness for your concern, I will comply!"

The ghost king, now confirmed to leave the princess's room, walked away, and Prince Luo immediately discussed with Tong'er.

"Your Highness, shall I send someone to take care of the ghost king to avoid the wrath of the Martial Emperor?"

"No!"

Tong'er interrupted Prince Luo's suggestion and leaned back in the chair.

"The ghost king has two brothers, the Shadow King and the Demon King. If we eliminate the ghost king, it will surely alarm these two!"

"Tsk tsk," Tong'er furrowed his embroidered eyebrows, feeling uncertain about the situation. "Never mind, just take care of the Three Kings."

Prince Luo assured Tong'er, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will handle it properly."

After saying that, he left the hall.

Tong'er knew he had to be cautious. His father, the king, was watching him. Trying to escape the empire was simply wishful thinking. It was better to change it.

Besides the heavy guard, there were also nine boundary-level experts stationed here. Even Prince Luo alone could not rescue her.

"Now I can only pray that my brother is safe."

Tong'er tightly closed his clear eyes, clasped his hands together, blessing Yuanhui who was in trouble in the Godrealm Northern Border area.

"If my brother goes to hell, I will accompany you through the eternal damnation!"

"Sneeze!"

Yuanhui, warming himself by the fireplace, suddenly sneezed and asked the non-immortal who was roasting by the fire.

"Master, is someone speaking ill of me, Tong'er, or... someone else?"

Seeing Yuanhui's suggestive eyes and drooling mouth, but making the non-immortal mockingly said.

"It's not necessarily. Those old guys from your hometown could be cursing you now."

The non-immortal joked.

"Master, how is that possible, there is a stand-in there."

The non-immortal hummed a couple of times, stood with his hands behind his back, swayed out leisurely, and left a sentence before closing the door.

"I can't control that guy over there anymore, we'd better go back and check on that guy!"

"Can't control it, what's happening?" Yuanhui asked, as Wu Xian played with the thick snow on the ground, explaining with a wry smile, "Who knows? It seems like your soul power has erupted, awakening some of your memories, but now that Tong'er has sensed it, about 80% of it has been monitored."

"She knows?" Yuanhui felt a cold sweat dripping down from his forehead. It was a serious offense in the Godrealm, punishable by extreme measures.

"Luckily it's Tong'er who noticed. If someone else had found out, you'd be in big trouble!" Wu Xian's words sent a shiver down Yuanhui's spine. It seemed best to continue towards the east of the Long Corridor, putting this matter aside for now. After all, he had already arranged to meet Neir there, and a month had already passed.

Having absorbed Tyrein, Yuanhui was now at the early stage of Nine Hearts, coupled with the Meteor Sword and the fusion of multiple elements, making him unbeatable at the usual Nine Hearts level. The stronger a warrior became, the harder it was to ascend, with even the concept of inner layers at the Nine Hearts level!

Yuanhui's pupils contained three different elements: fire, ice, and poison. However, he could not use them simultaneously, and poison element warriors were taboo on the mainland!

Later, Yuanhui and Wu Xian hurriedly bid farewell to Mei Die.

"Thank you, Manager Luo, for your care these days. My master and I will take our leave now."

The master and disciple continued their journey, heading towards an outpost three thousand miles to the east, known as Cold Peak City!

"It seems like our journey has been quite perilous..." Wu Xian and Yue Long hid on the side peak of Lota Mountain, as the Holy Legion below started deploying their troops, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

"Yes, if a fight breaks out, it will surely attract the attention of other forces," Yuanhui agreed. It seemed that even super-powered beings like Wu Xian had some fear for that person!

"Master," Yuanhui's mind was a bit confused, feeling puzzled about Wu Xian. "There are not many of them; they're nothing to fear..."

"No, you are wrong!" Wu Xian's expression turned serious as he took out a map to study the history of the temple.

Their capital indeed had only a small piece of territory on the mainland, with a population of just a few million. "However, they have many formidable individuals that are fearsome. Before a god, even a large army is nothing!"

Yuanhui sneered, "To me, they are just a bunch of barking dogs, heh..."

Wu Xian halted and gestured for the three to stop at the base of Lota Mountain. "Teacher, do you want to observe them a little longer?" Yuanhui was puzzled by Wu Xian's sudden halt.

"Hehe!" Wu Xian's laughter echoed from the bracelet, as he gestured for Yuanhui to turn around. "Don't follow, everyone come out. Why go through so much trouble?"

"Who?" Yuanhui was clearly several levels weaker in soul perception compared to Wu Xian, so he had to comply for now.

"We've been found out it seems." A girl in a black robe appeared behind them, accompanied by two seemingly powerful individuals. Looking at the stunning beauty and the half-covered hairstyle of the girl, everyone was stunned.

"Tong'er, sister?!" They almost simultaneously uttered this name!

"Oh? What business does the Princess of Godrealm have in tracking me?"

Wu Xian once again seized the opportunity to speak from Yuanhui, secretly merging with his soul.

"Be careful, the next two behind are both boundaryless cultivators. Without me, you'll be killed until not even scum is left!"

"I only hope that the senior can return this person to me, I have no other requests."

Seeing Tong'er's murderous look, her gaze was bright and clear.

Wu Xian couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"If this old man guesses correctly, there are no less than this number of top Nine-Heart experts among your subordinates ready to capture me, right?"

As he spoke, Wu Xian raised three fingers.

"Oh, it seems you're quite clever. In that case, why not hand over the person!"

"The princess is right, those who know the times are heroes. If you don't hand them over... Hehehe!"

As he spoke, Prince Luo was completely shrouded in a suit of blood-red armor and provocatively confronted Yuanhui and Wu Xian.

"Sorry, I can't give you the person."

Wu Xian immediately stated his resolute attitude, completely humbling Tong'er's face.

"Hmph! If you won't accept the toast, you'll have to drink the penalties. Prince Luo, Ghost King, attack them both."

With his words, the sharp Chi of two boundaryless experts pierced the nerves of Wu Xian and Yuanhui (more accurately, Yuanhui), Wu Xian, after reacting at extremely high speed, noticed that Tong'er was only at the initial stage of the Nine-Heart realm and decided to capture her first.

"You're biting off more than you can chew!"

The Ghost King sneered, black ghostly shadows extending several arms to trap Wu Xian.

"Hahaha, you're digging your own grave. This is the dark ghost yin-yang formation I've cultivated over the years!"

"What a despicable move."

With those words, Wu Xian transformed and left Yuanhui's body.

"What? It's only a mere avatar!"