Arrival at the Feather Slaughter Clan (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

King Huo Yi brought Zhang Dong, Gao Li, and the escort team, using Divine Kingdom Teleportation to arrive directly in the endless void.

The universe was vast, with an immense number of secret realms. Those with lower danger levels were often swept clean by powerful beings, opened up, and used as territory for their clans. The Lasuo World was one such example.

In the endless void, there were thousands of colossal landmasses, the smallest spanning hundreds of billions of kilometers in diameter. The largest one Zhang Dong couldn't see the end of at all—it seemed boundless.

All the surrounding secret realm dust and violent chaotic energy had been cleared away, forcibly blasting out a vacuum zone nearly ten light-years across. Such a vast area couldn't be covered in a single strike even by a Cosmic Venerable; it required the combined, repeated efforts of many King-level Immortals and clan elders.

"Your Highness, this is your first visit to my Feather Slaughter Clan," King Huo Yi explained. "I need to register you and confirm your permissions."

Zhang Dong nodded in understanding. He had assumed this was standard procedure, but in fact, for an ordinary guest, King Huo Yi could have teleported directly inside via Divine Kingdom Teleportation. By registering permissions for him, King Huo Yi was allowing Zhang Dong to come and go freely on his own in the future.

Soon, the permission registration was completed. Then, with a teleportation from King Huo Yi, the group arrived on one of the largest landmasses. They precisely entered a massive palace. On the palace's top were carved three large characters: Huoyi Palace.

"King Huo Yi, I've heard that other vassal clans open up a single super-massive landmass, with all their tribes living there. Why does your Feather Slaughter Clan have so many separate landmasses?" Zhang Dong asked curiously.

With the strength of a Cosmic Venerable and a large number of King-level Immortals, they could certainly build a super-landmass several light-years across, or even over ten light-years. Why be so scattered?

"Your Highness, you may not know this, but within a Cosmic Secret Realm, energy essence is limited. The larger the landmass, the more essence it can absorb," King Huo Yi said calmly. "The weaker tribes can only live on the smaller landmasses."

"I see." When Zhang Dong had reviewed the data, he had only looked at what interested him; he had skipped over things like customs and local conditions. This clan had an incredibly vast population—even denser than the Blood Luo Continent—and internally, they strongly advocated bloodline theory and status hierarchy.

To foster better development, the high-ranking elders had formulated this strategy. Tribes living on the smallest landmasses could qualify to move to a larger one if they produced a powerful being. Some tribes had only a Realm Lord as their strongest member; naturally, they weren't qualified for the super-large landmasses.

King Huo Yi said softly, "Your Highness, please rest a while. The elders of my clan have prepared a banquet for you. In eight hours, I will take you there."

"Thank you for the trouble, King Huo Yi." Zhang Dong nodded.

King Huo Yi said no more; his figure flickered and vanished from the hall. Only Zhang Dong, Gao Li, and a few guards remained. Gao Li looked around. Although Huoyi Palace was named after King Huo Yi, its interior was quite simple. Aside from some unknown crystals embedded in the pillars, emitting a warm luster, the rest were very ordinary furnishings.

"Your Highness, the elders of the Feather Slaughter Clan are at the Cosmic Venerable level," Gao Li said, feeling more and more that his decision had been right. Even an alien Cosmic Venerable was inviting Zhang Dong to a banquet. Most King-level Immortals from the human race who came here probably wouldn't receive such treatment.

Zhang Dong hummed in acknowledgment, walked to a wide stone platform on one side of the hall, and sat down casually. He closed his eyes and began to contemplate how to perfect his combat techniques. Even the few hours before the banquet, he wanted to use for cultivation.

Seeing this, Gao Li gestured for the guards to stay quiet, then sat cross-legged on the floor himself, not daring to disturb Zhang Dong's training.

Creating combat techniques and secret methods was crucial in both Source Worlds. Especially in the Rule and Mystery system—ultimate techniques and secret arts could be learned, but combat techniques could only be created by oneself. Thus, a Second-Rank True Intent Transcendent who could create combat techniques was called a Peerless Transcendent. In the Primordial Universe, one could borrow others' secret methods in the early stages, but later on, one had to create their own techniques.

Time passed quietly.

After nearly eight hours, Zhang Dong temporarily ended his cultivation and asked casually, "Gao Li, how much do you know about the Feather Slaughter Clan?"

"Your Highness, I looked up some information. The Feather Slaughter Clan has made significant contributions on the Outer Domain Battlefield. This clan is fond of fighting and aggression. In the past, when human geniuses came, they would always want to spar. If they won, they would be celebrated by the clan." Gao Li recited the details like counting treasures. "But facing you, Your Highness, they probably won't have the nerve to propose a spar..."

He also went into detail about various customs of the Feather Slaughter Clan. Clearly, all the data within his authority had been memorized. He was so meticulous that Zhang Dong grew increasingly satisfied. Zhang Dong himself was detail-oriented, so he naturally demanded the same from those around him.

"Eight hours are almost up." Zhang Dong looked toward the hall's entrance. "The escort team stays here. Gao Li, you come with me to the banquet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space at the hall's entrance rippled slightly, and King Huo Yi's figure reappeared. "Your Highness, the banquet is ready. The elders are waiting. Please follow me."

Zhang Dong stood up, Gao Li close behind. King Huo Yi put them both away and performed a teleportation.

Shwoosh!

A King-level Immortal's teleportation distance was measured in light-years. Although this super-landmass was huge, after one teleportation, King Huo Yi arrived before an extremely majestic temple. The temple was shaped like a pair of wings, a hundred billion kilometers long! Countless metal feathers were arranged in orderly rows, each one radiating endless dazzling light, billions of times brighter than a star!

Those rays of light spread with precision through countless fluctuations, illuminating every inch of the continent, and even the lands far beyond were bathed in this radiance.

A Cosmic Venerable was truly an extremely formidable realm. Zhang Dong now possessed King Level combat power, yet this display of skill still left him in awe.

"Your Highness, this is our clan's Elder Hall," King Huo Yi introduced. "It is also one of the most important places in our clan."

The three arrived at the temple entrance, where two Immortal Gods stood guard—both likely only at the Army Lord level.

Seeing that it was King Huo Yi who had come, they, having already received their orders, bowed in salute and spoke in unison: "We welcome Your Highness Zhang Dong to our clan!"

Zhang Dong had grown accustomed to this treatment by now—being respected wherever he went. He nodded slightly and said, "Rise."

The two Immortal Gods rose and opened the temple gates.

Rumble!

The crimson gates, towering a thousand kilometers high, swung open with a thunderous roar, revealing an immensely broad corridor.