Visiting the Moon Star, Encountering a Fairy in the Guanghan Palace

"This trip was a huge success!"

Su Ming was in a great mood. Not only did he get a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure and a massive amount of rare treasures for free, but he also managed to snag the divine skill, True Sun Fire.

He put away his smile and turned his gaze towards the final objective of this journey.

That towering giant tree, rooted in the core of the Sun Star, impossibly vast.

The Fusang Tree!

Its entire body was a fiery gold, as if cast from divine metal. Its canopy blotted out the sun and the sky, and every single leaf burned with raging golden flames.

A majestic life force intertwined with the primordial power of the sun, forming a perfect cycle.

It was the root of the Sun Star, the heart of this ancient celestial body.

Su Ming could feel that if he dared to uproot this tree, the entire Sun Star would instantly collapse and turn into cosmic dust.

"What a shame, I can't take the whole thing."

Su Ming shook his head. Although he felt a pang of regret, he hadn't intended to do so in the first place.

His goal was merely a single branch, to complete his Five Elements True Body.

He extended his right hand, fingers pressed together like a blade, and lightly slashed at a branch as thick as a mountain range.

There was no earth-shattering sound, no ripple of clashing magic power.

The branch, imbued with endless solar essence, snapped off silently, as if cut by the sharpest blade.

The break was smooth as a mirror, with not a trace of flame or primordial power leaking out.

Su Ming stood at the core of the Sun Star, feeling the newly born "little sun" deep within his soul.

A wisp of golden flame danced at his fingertip, causing the very void to distort slightly.

Is this the primordial power of the True Sun Fire?

Unlike the domineering, outward-blazing flames of Di Jun and Tai Yi, the True Sun Fire primordial essence within him was more restrained, more pure, as if it contained the ultimate profound meaning of the most yang Great Dao in existence.

With a single thought, it could incinerate the heavens.

With a single retraction, all fires would submit.

"The Netherworld Ghost Fire governs the killing of the soul, while the True Sun Fire governs the burning of all things. One yin, one yang..." Su Ming murmured to himself, a glint flashing in his eyes.

If these two ultimate flames were to fuse, what terrifying power would be born?

He vaguely conceived a bold conjecture, the nascent form of a secret technique powerful enough to shake the entire Primordial World, slowly taking shape in his Sea of Consciousness.

But this was not enough.

Solitary yang cannot give birth, isolated yin cannot grow.

To make this secret technique truly complete, he still lacked the final, most crucial element – the primordial essence of Tai Yin!

There was nothing left to linger for on the Sun Star. His gaze pierced through the endless void, landing on the celestial body that lay in stark contrast to the Sun Star, exuding an aura of cold, solitary desolation.

The Moon Star!

With that thought, he took a step, and his figure vanished instantly from the core of the Sun Star.

Stars shifted and turned, the boundless starry sky rapidly receding beneath his feet.

The Moon Star, a supreme celestial body in the Primordial World, renowned alongside the Sun Star, representing the extreme of cold and darkness.

The closer he got, the more a bone-chilling cold washed over him, enough to freeze the immortal bodies of Grand Unity Golden Immortals and obliterate their Primordial Spirits.

But Su Ming's physical body was incredibly robust. The Heart of Pangu beat powerfully in his chest, his Blood Essence surged like dragons, easily repelling the cold.

He flew directly towards the depths of the Moon Star's core.

Unlike the violent core of the Sun Star, the heart of the Moon Star was a place of extreme tranquility and coldness.

The dense, unyielding Tai Yin power here had condensed into visible silver moonlight, flowing like ribbons through the air.

And in the center of this silver world, an unimaginably vast divine tree was rooted in the void.

Its trunk was silvery-white, as if carved from the purest moonlight. Its branches and leaves were lush, and every leaf bore the natural pattern of a laurel flower, emitting a refreshing, subtle fragrance.

It was the Moon Laurel Tree, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots!

This tree was the manifestation of the Moon Star's primordial essence, suppressing the luck of the entire celestial body.

And beneath the colossal Moon Laurel Tree, a palace, emanating a hazy, soft glow, flickered in and out of existence.

Three ancient Daoist characters shone brilliantly above the palace.

Guanghan Palace!

"So that's how it is," Su Ming understood.

He had long heard that two Innate Goddesses were born on the Moon Star, formed from the essence of the Moon Laurel Tree and the primordial essence of Tai Yin, naturally becoming the masters of the Moon Star.

It was likely that this Guanghan Palace was their Dao Field.

If he wanted to take the primordial essence of the Moon Laurel Tree today, he would inevitably have to deal with these two Tai Yin Goddesses.

He did not choose to force his way in, but stopped before Guanghan Palace and said loudly.

"Great Venerable of the Primordial World's Witch Clan, Su Ming, has come to pay his respects to the Lord of the Moon Star!"

The voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable majesty, piercing through layers of moonlight and clearly reaching the Guanghan Palace.

Inside the Guanghan Palace.

Two women of peerless beauty and ethereal aura were seated opposite each other, sipping immortal wine condensed from moonlight.

One, dressed in palace attire, possessed a graceful and noble demeanor, with a hint of coldness and authority in her brows. She was Xi He.

The other was more lively and spirited, her bright eyes full of curiosity. She was Chang Xi.

Su Ming's voice caused the atmosphere within the palace to instantly freeze.

"The Witch Clan?"

Chang Xi blinked, looking at her sister with some curiosity. "Don't the Witch Clan only stay on the Primordial World's land? They don't cultivate the Primordial Spirit, only their physical bodies. How could someone reach the core of our Moon Star?"

Xi He's brow also furrowed slightly, a hint of solemnity flashing in her eyes.

"The Witch Clan? Great Venerable?" she repeated softly, the unfamiliar title.

She had heard of the Twelve Ancestral Magi, who were formed from Pangu's essence blood, each a Quasi-Saint powerhouse with formidable physical bodies.

But what kind of title was "Great Venerable"? Could it even surpass that of an Ancestral Witch?

Most importantly, the fact that this person could arrive here silently meant their strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.

"Sister, what should we do? Should we see him?" Chang Xi asked.

Xi He pondered for a moment, then slowly stood up. "A guest has arrived, and moreover, someone who can reach this place, we cannot afford to be impolite. Let's go out and see."

As her voice fell, the doors of the Guanghan Palace opened silently.

Xi He and Chang Xi walked out side-by-side, their cold gazes immediately falling upon the tall figure standing before the palace.

With just one look, both women's hearts trembled simultaneously!

The man before them, clad in black with black hair, had a handsome face that seemed otherworldly. There were no fluctuations of Magic Power around him!

In a place like the core of the Moon Star, even Grand Unity Golden Immortals had to circulate their Magic Power just to maintain their footing.

How could he stand here unharmed?

They used their Divine Senses to probe, but Su Ming's body felt like a bottomless black hole, or perhaps like Chaos separated by endless time and space. He was unfathomable, completely inscrutable!

Who exactly was this person?!