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I thought to myself that this bandit den was every bit as fiercely divided as the Divine Court. The Third Brother clearly wasn't having an easy time of it either. No wonder he spared no effort to recruit talent—even his dog-headed strategist couldn't talk him out of things.
There was neither sun nor moon in the Great Wilderness. Judging by the passage of time, it must have been more than ten days later when we reached a vast region of chaotic currents where no aura could be detected.
From a distance, the area looked like the hazy remnants of a star exploding amid clouds and mist. In reality, it was probably a stretch of ruins left behind after an earth-shaking planar war, and it clearly wasn't recent. After all, the immortal aura had long since vanished completely.
Over the past few days, I had occasionally activated the spell talismans used to transmit messages, hoping to contact the Nine Provinces Realm. Every attempt had ended in disappointment. If not for the fact that my Dao inheritance still showed signs of steadily strengthening, I would have almost thought the Nine Provinces Realm no longer existed.
Once we arrived, we followed the Third Brother in another wild dash through the ruins before finally finding a vast area that looked like the remains of a city. It was probably a small plane, seemingly shattered and torn away from its main body to float here. Thinking about it carefully, its condition resembled that of Immortal City—but these ruins were far larger. In fact, Immortal City was countless times smaller!
I frowned and said, "When I was in the lower realm, I saw places like this too. I never understood why they existed."
"You actually don't know?" Zhu Daohe paused in surprise, but soon continued,