"Where is the exact location?" Zhang Rongfang pondered, his expression thoughtful. "Additionally, do you know where the Moon God’s Void is located?"
"The Moon God is unknown, but the Gate of the Void of the Spirit Flying Heaven has always been fixed. It hasn’t changed for hundreds of years," Damir said, lowering his head.
"Please show us the way," Meng Qian said with a smile.
Damir didn’t pause, and with a smile, pointed at the ground.
"It’s not elsewhere, it’s right here."
Looking at the two of them, Zhang Rongfang felt something odd, though he couldn’t identify why.
These two were the legendary strongest Grandmasters of the Extreme Realm, among whom Meng Qian was said to be a Celestial Lighter.
But....
He furrowed his brows slightly and glanced at Fan Heng and Lie Hu behind Meng Qian.
These two were very normal.
When not acting, they were either in a daze or bewildered.
This was the true demeanor of Extreme Realm giants.
Yet, Meng Qian and Damir felt too normal.
Damir stepped forward to a wall relief in the reading room.
Gently, with a golden sphere, he touched it.
He seemed to murmur a secret phrase.
Instantly, the relief slowly turned, cracking open from the center to all sides.
It revealed a large round hole, tall enough for a person.
The interior of the hole was dark, with chilling cold air gushing out.
"This is Spirit Court’s greatest secret, the gate of Spirit Flying Church leading to Taoyuan, leading to the Void of Spirit Flying Heaven," Damir remarked.
"Are you all ready?" he turned to look at Meng Qian, Fan Heng, and Lie Hu.
"Naturally." Meng Qian was evidently in high spirits, also taking out a golden sphere from his large sleeve.
Not only him but the other two also took out golden spheres together.
"So.... who first?" Damir asked.
Zhang Rongfang paused in silence.
"I’ll do it." He self-assessed himself as the strongest present, having just defeated Yue Shi and Saint Patrol. So, there was nothing to say.
At that moment, he didn’t see any fear on their faces.
His heart held some admiration.
They didn’t have the ancestral bloodline augmentation that he did.
Yet, they charged in, almost a near-death venture.
But they still came resolutely. Resolutely standing here.
Joking and at ease, accepting death....
"You?" Meng Qian was startled, looking at Zhang Rongfang somewhat curiously.
They had crafted fixed sealing artifacts for Spirit Flying Heaven’s Gate of the Void.
But Zhang Rongfang had nothing.... his words were.... what meaning.....?
Boom!!
In an instant, a red shadow flickered.
Zhang Rongfang suddenly surged full speed into the Gate of the Void, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
"....."
"..."
"...."
The faces of the four present were all frozen.
Meng Qian had just lifted the sealing sphere in hand, poised to ask a question.
Damir stepped forward, intending to probe the state of the Gate of the Void.
The other two were originally in a trance with the Void, but at this moment, they were stunned by Zhang Rongfang’s abrupt action.
Did he just rush inside!? Just like that!?
"He... went in??"
"Why did he go in? Didn’t we agree on the seal?"
He..... is he really unafraid of death!?
"Were we not going to shut down and close this Gate of the Void?" Fan Heng frowned and asked.
"Still doing it?" Lie Hu looked bewildered at Meng Qian and Damir.
"Close it first!! Don’t let Zhang Rongfang’s sacrifice be in vain!!" Meng Qian nodded heavily.
In an instant, the four simultaneously pressed their golden spheres against four points around the Void.
Instantaneously, golden light flared.
A grand divine aura enveloped and spread out from the four spheres.
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Within the dark, gloomy cavern.
Zhang Rongfang quickly moved at high speed in the darkness.
He could feel bone-chilling cold wind passing by him.
That odd familiarity quickly allowed him to recognize it as the wind from Taoyuan!
The chattering sound of White Scales soon vanished from his ears.
Apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other sound within.
Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang felt as though he was walking along a lengthy underground passage.
In his memory, aside from cliffs, Taoyuan was a Divine Buddha Platform; he had never encountered such a lengthy passage as he was walking now.
Thankfully, the darkness around him didn’t persist.
A faint light gradually appeared ahead.
Zhang Rongfang picked up his pace.
If this tunnel truly connected to the Void of Spirit Flying Heaven.
Then.... it would be a perfect way to test the true strength of Spirit Flying Heaven.
Seeing that light, he controlled his speed, propelling with a toe, spanned tens of meters.
He didn’t intend to directly enter Spirit Flying Heaven’s void, but finding its location within Taoyuan was crucial.
This was preparatory groundwork for the future.
As he swiftly approached, the light grew larger and brighter.
Poof!
Instantaneously, Zhang Rongfang felt his body seemingly pierce through an invisible membrane.
He abruptly halted.
Standing in front of a black cliff.
The cliff beneath his feet is tongue-shaped, jutting forward, a long strip of sharp stone suspended in mid-air.
He stands at the end of this protruding sharp stone.
A step ahead is the black abyss of oblivion, bottomless and deep.
Countless cold winds howl, faintly resembling ghostly wails.
Zhang Rongfang stands at the edge of the rock, raises his head, and looks around.
Where he stands is actually the end of a rock passage carved out of a wall of the Taoyuan.
The stone wall of Taoyuan can actually be carved open to form a passage!?
The surprise and shock within Zhang Rongfang’s heart were no less than when Yue Shi ambushed him before.
For he had tested many times before, the hardness of the walls on both sides of the Taoyuan far exceeded imagination.
And now, he actually walked out from a passage on one side of the rock wall.
He didn’t know who dug this passage, but this realization quickly heightened his vigilance to the extreme.
Standing at the end of the sharp stone, Zhang Rongfang raises his head and looks upward.
The bright white light above is very close now.
If when he exited the Void of the white scales, the light was the size of a fingernail.
Then now, when he raises his head, the light has grown to the size of a basin.
He pondered for a moment, and blood water quickly dispersed beside him, transforming into tendrils that extended and secured onto one side of the stone wall.
Eight blood tendrils suddenly exerted force, propelling him straight upwards, towards the direction of the light.
He didn’t dare to completely fly away from the rock wall.
Because according to the rules here, once completely disconnected, if not careful, he might instantly leave the Taoyuan.
The wooing air currents continuously beat on Zhang Rongfang’s face, and before long.
The light had slightly grown larger by another circle.
Finally, a completely new cluster of pure blue architecture appeared above on the rock wall, something never seen before.
Zhang Rongfang unconsciously slowed down, gradually approaching.
The blue architecture is composed of three parts.
Two adjoining domed houses on both sides, guarding a central building of a temple-like style, floating in midair.
Linking the three architectural clusters are two lengthy stone steps made of gray-black rock.
Looking up from below, it seems as if the two stone steps are pulling up the floating central temple.
Just like chains.
Zhang Rongfang swiftly climbed to the left side of this architectural cluster.
Only to find that the basic structure here is not much different from the Divine Buddha Platform below.
The difference is, the area here has expanded.
From the previous tunnel passage, it suddenly became an enormous structure.
This architectural cluster, like before, has entrances and exits on both sides.
Zhang Rongfang lightly leapt, landing on the black stone slab at the entrance.
Standing up, his brows suddenly furrowed.
The ground... has broken cracks.
He slowly moved forward, squatted down, and gently touched the cracks on the ground.
’Very new, no dust inside.’
Similarly, he reached out and touched the ground nearby, his fingertips stained with black ash.
Raising his head, Zhang Rongfang peered down the entrance.
The first thing he saw was the cluster of blue domed houses surrounding the temple.
These houses are tightly packed like fish scales, some parts even overlapping.
It appears that many are residential homes.
In the middle of the houses are naturally streets upon streets.
The streets are empty, desolate.
He raised his head again.
At the entrance stood an archway.
With somewhat roughly carved and skewed handwriting, three large characters are engraved.
Three large Spiritual Text characters.
’Spirit, Flying, Heaven.’
"So this is Spirit Flying Heaven...?" Zhang Rongfang stood at the entrance, not entering.
Even though he guessed that only by reaching the very center and entering the Gate of the Void would he truly enter Spirit Flying Heaven’s Void.
But now, he realized he still had shortcomings in consciousness, just entering like this would be reckless.
"Aren’t you going to try entering?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out behind Zhang Rongfang.
He was startled, turning around to look in the direction of the voice.
At the moment he saw the visitor, he almost blurted out "Master".
Standing behind him was indeed the Moon God with Yue Dewen’s face.
The Moon God appeared silently, seemingly having no intent to act against Zhang Rongfang.
"Do you think that Spirit Flying Heaven is a cruel, selfish, utterly dominating supreme deity?"
The Moon God’s gaze passed over him, landing on the blue architecture cluster, as if gazing at something.
"Isn’t it?" Zhang Rongfang retorted. "Absorbing countless human brains, harvesting countless gods and buddhas at the merging of heaven and earth. For each cycle of harvest, how many evil deeds has it committed?"
"Evil deeds?" The Moon God laughed.
He stepped forward, his body dissolved into moon-white light points, and then directly reconstituted in the middle of the street.
"Your Human Immortal Dao has absorbed how much of life’s blood, with escapees wantonly consuming living people’s blood. Do you know what you appear like in the eyes of outsiders?" The Moon God smiled.
"Power is merely a tool. It’s the human heart that differentiates good from evil." Zhang Rongfang’s expression remained unchanged. "I believe I am kind, how others see me is not my concern."
"Look at that, isn’t your so-called Grandmaster mindset exactly like this? Merely deceiving yourselves."
The Moon God turned around, walking step by step towards the center of Spirit Flying Heaven.
"It’s a pity, no one ever noticed that the legendary Spirit Flying Heaven... is utterly unconscious?
To the point that this suspended throne has been vacant for hundreds of years...."
"Utterly unconscious!?" Zhang Rongfang’s heart shook, vaguely seeming to understand something.
The Moon God had already walked through the left-side architectural zone, ascending the stone steps connecting to the temple.
"Care to take a look together?"
He suddenly turned, reaching out his hand towards Zhang Rongfang.
"The truth of everything."
With no response, Zhang Rongfang stared intently at him.
For quite some time, he narrowed his eyes.
Ultimately, he took a step forward, heading towards the entrance of Spirit Flying Heaven.