Within the Virtual Universe, on Chaos Island stood a magnificent, resplendent palace.
Nightmare Candle King, flawless in appearance and eternally noble in bearing, sat upon his throne, while the immortal god Jila stood respectfully before him.
Nightmare Candle King said, "Jila, this operation has failed. The traces you left behind on Chen Daolin—won't anyone discover them, will they?"
Jila respectfully replied, "Please rest assured, my lord. What I left on Chen Daolin can only last for half a year before automatically losing its effect. By then, even if a Venerable personally inspected him, they would find no abnormalities no matter how closely they looked."
Nightmare Candle King nodded slightly, then frowned again, somewhat irritated. "Why is Chen Daolin's life so damned tough? He actually escaped this assassination attempt."
Inside the Inheritance Hall, Baruch, who resembled a fiery red ape, lay sprawled on the floor, listlessly picking his nose.
Baruch had had nothing to do lately. After all, unlike Chen Daolin's servants, Black Jade and Bai Rong, it did not need to cultivate.
Chen Daolin had been busy collecting fragments and had no time for it. With nothing to occupy itself, Baruch naturally felt a little bored.
"Come to think of it, I've never been inside that Myriad Phenomena Palace either. So many years have passed... I wonder whether anything might have gone wrong?" Baruch sank into thought.
The mission issued by the Inheritance Hall to Chen Daolin, a registered disciple who had passed the direct disciple trial, had surely been meticulously tailored for him after careful consideration. It also met the cultivation requirements of the Divine Forging Secret Codex.
The only question was whether Chen Daolin could complete it this time.
Within Cloud Palace, ever since Chen Daolin had defeated the combined force of over a thousand World