Finding Traces of the Natives (Seeking Follows)

Wu Yun stayed inside the World Ring of the Seven Seas King; after all, the two were powerhouses from different camps.

The enslavement of the Seven Seas King had been too swift, and the other party had not managed to send a distress signal or alert the Military System, so Wu Yun naturally ensured his identity remained unexposed.

"Beep~"

The Lanzang City Lord sent a call request. He frequently monitored Wu Yun's location in the Outer Realm Battlefield and was quite surprised to find that he had arrived at the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison.

"Teacher," Wu Yun greeted first.

The Lanzang City Lord frowned and asked, "I see your location is in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison. What is going on?"

The underlying implication was: surely you aren't relying on your supreme treasure armor to dare enter such a battlefield for King-Level Immortals?

As the most monstrous World Lord, having cleared the twentieth level of the Heavenly Bridge, combined with various other opportunities, it was normal to have the combat power of a high-level King. The question was, did Wu Yun currently possess that level of strength?

"Teacher, I just acquired a soul slave named the Seven Seas King."

Wu Yun smiled and explained, "Please trust me; I have the strength to traverse any battlefield for King-Level Immortals."

The Lanzang City Lord was stunned.

Although King-Level Immortals were small fry in their eyes, the terrifying memory and cognitive speed of a Universe Master allowed him to instantly grasp the level of strength the Seven Seas King possessed.

"You can enslave a peak King-Level Immortal?!" The Lanzang City Lord blinked. This was not as simple as merely killing one.

Enslavement and killing were two different things.

Killing was simple; for instance, if a limit-level King burned a portion of their immortal divine body, they could, under special circumstances, force a peak King-Level Immortal to self-destruct.

But the difficulty of enslavement was extremely high. If a peak King-Level Immortal was reduced to fifty percent of their divine body, they would often choose to self-destruct immediately, never giving the captor a chance to enslave them.

"I had some encounters," Wu Yun said, unwilling to lie, choosing instead to gloss over the details.

The Lanzang City Lord did not press further. Everyone had their own privacy; the dozen or so Universe Masters of the human race had all experienced various fortuitous encounters during their World Lord and Immortal stages.

For example, possessing a special life form, possessing a Golden Horned Beast, or inheriting the legacy of some powerful alien being.

Asking about these was meaningless. It was enough for the Lanzang City Lord to know that Wu Yun was his disciple. He immediately let his protective nature take over: "Your identity as Wu Yun has rarely been exposed within human territory. Now that you have handled this identity well, no one will suspect that you are a World Lord."

"Yes." Wu Yun could feel the Lanzang City Lord's genuine concern.

For a World Lord to enslave a peak King-Level Immortal—even before Luo Feng was born—this was already a height that countless human geniuses could never hope to reach.

Of course, there had been some World Lords in history who could achieve this, such as those heaven-defying World Lords capable of possessing special life forms, whose gene levels reached a thousand times the norm.

Or peerless figures like the Darkness Master.

"After you finish traversing the Outer Realm Battlefield and return, find an opportunity to clear the Primal Heavenly Mountain," the Lanzang City Lord said, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "If the Void Gold Master and the others knew of your current strength, they would certainly regret betting against me."

These peak existences occasionally made bets over their juniors, putting up one or two supreme treasures as the stakes.

After the Seven Seas King entered the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison, Wu Yun projected his consciousness through the World Ring to shroud the outside world, capable of detecting everything within ten billion miles.

An ordinary True God Dao Ancestor could shroud the Three Realms with a single thought, let alone Wu Yun, who was at the fifth level of Heart Power. After a brief exploration, he discovered two or three teams of King-Level Immortals.

Hundreds of thousands of King-Level Immortals were gathered in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison. Although this place was vast and boundless, there were only so many safe locations, and most prison sectors were deserted.

Every area where activity was possible was occupied by King-Level Immortals from various camps. With a casual sweep, Wu Yun discovered a large number of peak King-Level Immortals.

"I'm afraid even low-level King-Level Immortals wouldn't dare come here." Wu Yun considered what level of strength he should display. Surpassing an invincible King or being an invincible King himself was definitely out of the question.

If an invincible King appeared on the Outer Realm Battlefield, the invincible Kings of other peak races would also descend, leading to too much trouble.

Coming to the Outer Realm Battlefield to kill enemies and earn military merit was one thing, but Wu Yun was mostly here to acquire resources.

Surpassing an invincible King was even more impossible. Combat power at the level of a Universe Venerable would be a devastating blow to limit-level and peak King-Level Immortals, and at that point, Venerables would likely intervene.

Therefore, it was best to display a level of strength comparable to the Life-Ending King or the Seven Swords King.

"Master, the emergence of the treasure is only one aspect of the opportunity," the Seven Seas King transmitted. "With countless races from the four major camps gathered here, King-Level melees break out frequently."

"I know, don't be impatient."

Wu Yun did not intend to kill King-Level Immortals for money for the time being. With his formidable strength, he naturally aimed for the treasures of the indigenous races.

Upon entering the Ten Thousand Tribulations Prison, the entire universe space appeared gray and dim—a manifestation of fading energy. Creatures from Universe Secret Realms were already lower in potential to begin with.

Now, the creatures of this particular Universe Secret Realm were a grade lower still.

The stars were equally dull and lusterless; the suns had withered, no longer emitting any flickering light, relying entirely on the faint starlight generated by the prison sectors.

The Seven Seas King flew for several days, occasionally encountering dozens of King-Level teams, but he could find no trace of any indigenous inhabitants.

"Forget it, let's split up," Wu Yun said, quietly emerging from the World Ring. "You send a soul slave to follow me and take the token. If anything happens, we can use God Kingdom teleportation."

As a King-Level powerhouse who was quite skilled in soul techniques, the Seven Seas King had quite a few Marquis-Level slaves.

In the eyes of the Seven Seas King, Marquis-Level Immortals were merely expendable materials—tools used to explore dangerous areas.

The Seven Seas King dispatched a peak Marquis-Level Immortal to follow Wu Yun, while he himself flew off in the opposite direction.

After experiencing this universe space for himself, Wu Yun felt a sense of discomfort throughout his body.

His God-Demon Body Refining required energy replenishment, which he could achieve by absorbing cosmic starlight; a few breaths were enough to satisfy his normal combat needs.

But here, the energy was thin, the stars were dim, or rather, the energy was shrunken deep within the celestial bodies, making it impossible to absorb much at all.

"I should use the power of a World Lord to travel." Wu Yun had to conserve his True God power; by his estimation, he would be exhausted after at most a hundred full-strength strikes.

Different cosmic systems imposed too many restrictions when crossed.

However, Wu Yun guessed that he should be able to absorb the Fire God Source Crystal to recover, and if he were to step into such desolate cosmic frontiers in the future, he would need to prepare some energy items.

Having parted ways with the Seven Seas King for several months, Wu Yun had witnessed several chaotic battles between King-level fighters, including the Machine Race versus the Bug Race, as well as humans versus the Monster Race, and so on.

Many high-level Kings and peak-level Kings had fallen.

Wu Yun watched those battles with indifference, yet a vague intuition stirred within him, suggesting that the indigenous treasure should be nearby.

Cultivators always possessed some peculiar sense of destiny.

Just as Wu Yun stepped onto another desolate star, he narrowed his consciousness to a range of one million kilometers, which was sufficient to precisely search every area.

"Hm?!" Wu Yun suddenly discovered that this star was only a little over three thousand kilometers deep, and the remaining area appeared to be hollow.