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Chapter 642 - 600 Turning Point 4
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Chapter 642: 600 Turning Point 4

"Ahhhh!!! Why did you do that!? I worked hard to create those!" Bai Lin suddenly lost her temper, rushing over from nearby.

"I didn’t do anything, just helped you return to normal." Only then did Zhang Rongfang land, satisfied as he stomped on the grass beneath his feet.

"Don’t you like it? Like just now, every time you come in, you could see a large group of Celestial Maidens undressing, waiting for you. Don’t you enjoy it?" Bai Lin retorted fiercely.

"Haha." Zhang Rongfang was too lazy to argue with her. These false humanoid constructs filled with air were pointless no matter how many there were. Aren’t they just like those inflatable dolls from his previous life?

If Bai Lin could truly create identical Celestial Maidens, then fine. But she didn’t have that ability and can’t refine things to that degree.

So she could only create hollow shells, which was meaningless.

"Oh~~~" Bai Lin suddenly realized, "So you think they’re not real enough? Fine! Next time, I’ll make one that’s absolutely real! Inside and out, exactly the same!"

"Can you do that?" Zhang Rongfang’s heart clenched. He suddenly thought of something.

"Yes, although it’s very difficult. After all, the details inside and outside a human body are too many, but making one, it’s still possible." Bai Lin nodded.

"To what extent can you refine it?"

"Skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs can be the same, but thoughts can’t be managed. Actually, there are more minute structures within the flesh, but that’s too difficult; I can’t do it." Bai Lin answered honestly.

"If you create it, is it a real living person? Can it leave the Void with me?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Leave? Probably not. Everything I create, unless its most refined structures are flawless, cannot leave the Void. Otherwise, they are useless. They’ll dissolve as soon as they exit." Bai Lin replied. "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing..." Zhang Rongfang didn’t say more. "First, send me out."

"Alright." Bai Lin waved her hand gently, and invisible ripples appeared around them.

Zhang Rongfang moved familiarly into the ripples.

Sss.

The view before his eyes changed dramatically.

He was now in a broad, semi-cylindrical metal corridor.

Behind him came the sound of a door clicking shut.

He glanced back.

Behind him was a metallic Void Gate with a pattern of a one-eyed giant python.

This was Bai Lin’s Gate of the Void; entering it meant returning to the Void they were just inside.

During these times, he had become very familiar with this platform.

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang stepped to the left, his body technique flashed, and he moved quickly through the metal corridor.

A few dozen meters later, he rounded a bend and reached the exit.

Zhang Rongfang slowed his pace and looked up at the outside sky. The sky was dimly lit, with infinite silvery white rays shining down from above.

Standing at the platform edge, down below was still an unfathomably deep, dark abyss.

Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang leapt, his entire body’s fresh blood transforming into over ten appendages, adhering to the rock walls like a large blood-red spider, swiftly climbing the Taoyuan stone walls.

He circled around, quickly moving to the lower left.

A distance of several hundred meters flashed by. Quickly, another semi-cylindrical metal platform emerged from the mist ahead.

This platform was the Mosang God’s Void that Zhang Rongfang had mapped out.

After the Mosang Sect was annihilated, this Void had been continuously descending.

Zhang Rongfang had calculated, using Bai Lin’s Void as a reference point, the positional gap between them, started at over four hundred meters, was rapidly increasing to over six hundred meters.

Every time he came in, he noticed the Mosang Void continued to move downward.

Soon, with a light leap, he landed on the Mosang Void platform.

’If the Spirit Flying Heaven’s headquarters is indeed here, then given the prowess of the Spirit Flying Church’s gods and Buddhas, they definitely occupy the highest positions.’

’The height of gods and Buddhas here is entirely determined by power and reputation.’

Taking out a map from his chest, Zhang Rongfang carefully checked the densely marked segment lines and found a relatively blank direction.

’Today’s exploration will focus here!’ Actually, he was not in a rush. From previous judgments, he roughly determined the height at which the Spirit Flying Church could be located, which must be extremely high.

While waiting for the Blood Pool’s renewal and purification time, he planned to thoroughly complete his information-gathering system of Taoyuan.

’This time, perhaps I can try going downward....’

If there was no mistake, below was the legendary Abyss of Forgetfulness. Then, what exactly is in the Abyss of Forgetfulness? Perhaps this time, he could try to take a look.

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Ze Province.

Tianhe Mountains, the highest peak—Spirit Void Peak.

The massive Celestial Gate still stood majestically at the end of the broad, snow-covered canyon.

A giant celestial gate several hundred meters tall, also known as the Celestial Lock, symbolizing Jade Void Palace’s authoritative martial power, residing high above the clouds.

Beyond the celestial gate, there was an expansive giant cliff.

Below the cliff was an expanse of stone forest.

Among the stone forest was a dense sea of trees, and at the top of it, Daoist-style buildings stood.

"Indeed, this place is as extraordinary as the rumors say. It truly embodies the demeanor of Celestial Venerable. Perhaps when the Divine Master chose this place as the last stand, it was influenced by the scenery?"

On the cliff, an unknown time later, stood a brunette woman dressed in the Jade Void Palace Daoist robe.

The woman wore a white mask, exposing only a pair of pure sky-blue eyes. At this moment, she was admiring the stone forest mountain range.

"Lord Shengwu, the structure of Jade Void Palace comprises Twelve Sect Mansions and the highest Lingxiao Hall. The chiefs of the Twelve Sect Mansions where we are infiltrating mostly possess Grandmaster-level cultivation. Of course, they aren’t Extreme Realm. Grandmaster only represents martial cultivation, posing no concern. But that Jin Yuyan...."

Behind the woman, several people suddenly emerged. These individuals were also dressed in the Jade Void Palace’s robes, exuding a presence that was either imposing, soft, or fierce.

Clearly, they were all experts.

And if someone from the Jade Void Palace were present, they would recognize that these individuals were absolutely the top echelon within the Twelve Sect Mansions. They were among the highest elders in the sect mansion families.

Yet, at this moment, these elders inexplicably appeared here.

Generally speaking, elders are of high seniority but lack the martial ability to hold important family positions, retiring afterward to be revered by the family.

But the familiar faces here showed no signs of weakness; instead, their eyes were vibrant, and their aura was fierce.

"You’ve all worked hard, lurking for so many years. This was our stronghold all along, just temporarily covered by Jin Yuyan like taking over a magpie’s nest," the woman said gently.

"Lord Shengwu, such words are unnecessary. The convergence of heaven and earth is imminent, and being chosen as the final convergence point for transformation is the greatest honor for us!" One of the elders responded loudly.

"Very well." Shengwu’s eyes reflected a hint of a smile. "Let’s go see Jin Yuyan. We also must thank her for guarding this vital place for so many years."

"Yes!"

The group nodded in agreement.

In an instant, their figures flickered, lightly advancing along the massive chains connecting the peaks, rapidly approaching the highest Spirit Void Peak of the Lingxiao Hall.

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"It’s time to feel nature again...." Jin Yuyan, dressed in a white skirt with gold embroidery, leisurely jumped off the broad throne.

She touched her blue prosthetic eye on the right and walked forward step by step.

As she moved, her outer white skirt fell off automatically, revealing the close-fitting inner clothing she wore underneath.

Ka.

Suddenly, her expression shifted slightly, and with a tip of her bare toe, she flicked the outer skirt back over her shoulders.

"Such audacity! To dare cause trouble in my Jade Void Palace!!?"

Her gaze was icy, staring at the open door of the Lingxiao Hall.

There, slowly walking in, was a woman over two meters tall in a white robe.

The woman wore a white mask, her eyes a pure sky blue, resembling an endless sky.

"It’s been many years.... Jin Yuyan, do you still remember me?" The woman said with a smile, stepping into the hall.

"You are??" Jin Yuyan seemed to have no impression of her, but simply sensing the aura from her body was vast and boundless, akin to the sky itself.

Among top Grandmasters, the victory relies mainly on the cultivation of mental will.

And the opponent’s spiritual will was centered on the sky!

Such a characteristic... made Jin Yuyan’s expression immediately grow solemn.

"Spirit Flying Church!!?" She said, enunciating each word.

"Sacred Dance, Golden Bell." The blue-eyed woman continued to approach with a smile, stopping at a distance of only thirty meters from Jin Yuyan.

This was an extremely sensitive location.

If she moved one step further, she would enter the area of Absolute Defense most comfortably controlled by Jin Yuyan.

But the woman stopped just there.

This was no coincidence.

"Jin Hong chose you as an experiment to find a way to fight against me. Unexpectedly, in the end, you still fell short, a pity indeed...." Shengwu Golden Bell said with a smile.

"Jin Hong.... who are you to him!?" Jin Yuyan’s eyes narrowed.

"You don’t know?? That rebellious child never mentioned it to you?" Golden Bell emitted a clear, pleasant laugh as if real bells were ringing.

"Being of the supreme holy blood, yet without ambition, only desiring to seek selfish freedom for himself. So I banished him from the family." Golden Bell continued. "Then, he went madly searching for external means, attempting to find a way to defeat me."

"He knew very well how powerful the celestial blood flowing in him was, so instead of relying on himself to defeat me, he hoped for an external aid, someone else.

Searching for variables, seeking opportunity....until....he saw you...."

"You’re courting death!" Jin Yuyan’s eyes filled with hostility, and her hands involuntarily clenched tightly.

"Your mission is over." Shengwu Golden Bell said with a smile. "You should have died decades ago, actually."

"Are you trying to provoke me?" Jin Yuyan suddenly took a deep breath and relaxed her body.

She realized the opponent’s intent. She quickly adjusted her state.

"Provoke you?" Shengwu Golden Bell couldn’t help but laugh, tilting her head. "That’s why I say, you lunatics understand nothing. Thinking you can fight the great celestial blood just by going crazy? Absurd!"

"Then why do you say so much?" Jin Yuyan suddenly laughed as well.

She spread her arms as if to embrace something.

"Come."

"Come and kill me?"

The smile on Shengwu Golden Bell’s face slightly faded.

"Interesting. Just a lowly beast!"

She indeed stepped forward, taking a step.

This step brought her right into the realm of Absolute Defense controlled by Jin Yuyan.

Whoosh....

In an instant, the wind began to rise!

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