On that small rocky moon, there were a few dozen powerful cultivators. They were important people from small sects in the galaxy, and they had clearly brought their disciples to enter the place. The moment the group on the vessel arrived, the powerful ones turned to space and then everyone there looked at them.
"Yinblood Sect?" a demon spoke, surprised.
Mistie recognized that demon; he was an old friend, leader of a smaller sect. She knew him before becoming a leader and considered him someone of value. He had always been very kind, and she, after becoming the leader of the Yinblood Sect, always helped his sect. There were good and bad demons like in every race, and this was a reasonable one... or so he seemed.
She clenched her fists, sensing something ominous, and tried to speak calmly, "Why are you here? This place belongs to my sect."
"Hm? The Shadow God Sect invited us and assured we could enter; they said you wouldn’t be coming this time, and it would be a waste," someone in the crowd said.
She recognized the other voice; it was someone not too close, but also always maintained a good relationship with her sect.
"That’s ridiculous... the Yinblood Sect received this sealed world directly from the heroes. We did not authorize this. Go back and demand an explanation from the Shadow God Sect. You won’t lose out, or they will lose their prestige," Mistie said seriously, offering a legitimate way out with gains for everyone.
But... laughter echoed all around. Mistie almost exploded with rage, but her experience held her back.
"Who are you people? Now the Yinblood Sect is just a cornered rat and will soon disappear. We’re not going to create conflict with them. If the Shadow God Sect guaranteed we could enter, we’ll stay. Let the Yinblood Sect deal with them," that first demon spoke loudly and full of disdain.
Alm and Bruno just sighed and spoke calmly in Mistie’s mind, "Diplomacy won’t work. Now is the time for your choice. You can pick a fight with the Shadow God Sect and leave everything in my hands. Or retreat with your tail between your legs in fear of them."
The Fey took a deep breath. This was a decision with no turning back. She could be bringing disaster to her entire sect. Who would be crazy enough to pick a fight with the fourth largest sect in the universe, and a God commanding them as a bonus?
But she felt the gaze of the figure beside her. Why was she hesitating? These demons were already stepping on them as if they were worthless; now, they would just be formalizing this enmity. The only hope she could have for the future was to help these young ones.
Mistie snorted, her eyes pulsing with all her cultivation being used to the maximum, making space distort. "I won’t say it again. I didn’t authorize this, and I don’t allow you to enter my sealed world."
Mistie stood firm, her determination clear in her eyes. Alm and Bruno watched, feeling her determination and loyalty. She really would not back down.
All the powerful ones on the planet just chuckled lightly, but Mistie waved, and a spear appeared in her hand. At the same moment, a deadly aura covered all the places, making everyone there widen their eyes. Was she crazy to attack them?
But a chubby hand reached out and touched the Fey’s shoulder, making her turn quickly. The whale just spoke loudly to everyone:
"Since you weren’t authorized to enter, my group and I, if we find any intruders inside, will consider them enemies trying to steal what’s ours. Let me be clearer: anyone who enters, I guarantee they won’t come out alive."
"Who do you think you are?! The Shadow God Sect invited us and will protect us!" a demonic disciple roared, and everyone around shouted in unison.
"Everyone has their own intelligence and karma. No one is an idiot and knows well what’s going on; we are being targeted, and if you still choose to ride their tails to take advantage of us, you will dirty yourselves with their karma and chose the dark path on your own. Anyway, I won’t give any more warnings."
Everyone there was from smaller and irrelevant sects in the galaxy. Before, they all treated the Yinblood Sect with respect. But now, everyone knew that the Shadow God Sect was using them to trample on their honor and steal the Yinblood Sect’s resources. Did they care? No. If that great sect guaranteed them profits and protection, they would do anything to profit as much as possible.
As soon as the whale finished speaking, Mistie felt something vibrating and took out a small golden tablet. She looked at it and spoke lightly, "The entrance is open."
"Great, send us in. We have only one week," the whale said without emotion, and everyone around took a deep breath.
Mistie looked into everyone’s eyes, then turned to Quirio for a second and nodded. The tablet trembled, and numerous golden runes circled the group. In the next moment, they all shot towards that rocky planet.
Everyone on the planet saw just a golden shadow pass by them. They couldn’t enter without the key, but their sponsor would arrive soon. Shortly after, an elf sect and another beast sect gathered all their disciples and left without looking back. Everyone who stayed just chuckled lightly and didn’t care; this way, there would be more for them to profit from.
This 𝓬ontent is taken from freeweɓnovel.cѳm.
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The Desolate Battlefield was a vague name, but Alm and Bruno knew it was a place where immortal cultivators had fought, just like the Devil’s Mountain. No one knew the context of the battle that took place or the people involved, but a massive fight had been waged there with countless dead.
The center of the battlefield was where the fluctuations were the most intense. They entered the outer region; even so, the laws of this area had been destroyed, causing spatial cracks to appear constantly. Even after tens of millions of years, the pressure from the battle remained.
The whale’s group reached the edge of the battlefield where space was constantly twisting. A powerful tearing force was present, capable of ripping steel and cutting anything in half.
"Is this the power of an immortal cultivator? Was master with his old body this powerful?" Ruri asked, and everyone who had seen the whale’s previous body in their universe swallowed hard, realizing the shocking reality.
"I only reached the elementary level of the first immortal realm. Like all cultivation realms, I just scratched the surface of that realm and had no control over that power. But the cultivators who fought here seem to have gone much further."
The whale spoke lightly, and at that moment, all three young Fey who heard froze in fear. They stared at the whale and only now discovered his true identity. An immortal cultivator? They barely knew about this and could hardly imagine what it meant, but it was something above the maximum a divine cultivator could achieve, certainly above even the heroes they knew. What kind of terrifying entity were they following?
The whale looked at Ruri, and she smiled excitedly, recalling warm memories from the past. She jumped on his back and closed her eyes, hugging his neck. This place was a treasure for the study of spatial laws, and she entered a meditative state without caring about anything else.
The whale slowly walked with the group further into the battlefield. The spatial distortion worsened. A few kilometers ahead, space beside them suddenly tore open, like a huge mouth wanting to devour them.
If he hadn’t reacted quickly enough to guide everyone, they would have been drawn into the chaotic space flow. No matter how strong they were, they would still die in it.
Everyone’s faces paled, but the whale remained indifferent while mentally reading the map Mistie had given them. Danger kept coming suddenly. But everyone was grateful for the sect’s map and noticed the smooth path they followed. Being killed by some random spatial blade would be a bloody and brutal death. Until...
"Kaiyka, can you feel the flow?" the whale asked, turning to her.
"Yes, leave it to me."
The whale heard her response and nodded, then the rest of the group turned white when the whale made a detour. They were all guided through between two terrifying spatial blades. Now they entered directly into the deadly zone outside the sect’s map.
The group kept walking deeper, advancing slowly as if wading through cold water. The spatial fluctuations became more intense... or rather, everyone felt like they were about to be split and explode at any second.
Kaiyka was at the front of the group, with Venjio beside her, ready to throw himself in front of her and protect her. The whale walked with a strange look, feeling several female figures very close, almost holding onto his clothes. Meanwhile, Corin held Calirer’s hand tightly as she moved calmly near the group.
After traveling for a while, Kaiyka managed to say that when a spatial rupture was about to form, the space around would become static for half a breath’s time. By keeping watch on this pattern, she effectively avoided the spatial ruptures.
After several hours, they passed through this unstable space. What they found was a desolate battlefield filled with the stench of blood.
"This is still the outer region. The good stuff must already be taken. Let’s go deeper and see if we can dig up something useful... or attract those who have it," the whale said, and everyone nodded, clenching their fists.
Alm and Bruno didn’t have much hope for their luck, but they were experts at stealing other people’s treasures.
It didn’t take long for the whale to stop his steps. Everyone felt fluctuations coming from all directions.
In the next second, the sky was covered with small black dots. They approached at an extreme speed; all directions around were covered. They quickly became clear, revealing an infinite and countless sea of demons. All staring at the group bloodthirstily; they were the marked targets to die.