Within the Devil Palace.
The mural before him rapidly dissolved, replaced by countless swathes of twilight that seemed almost alive. They flooded the chamber, carrying Tiantuo down beneath this Grotto-Heaven.
Tiantuo cast one last glance toward the Great Void, stirring his Spirit Sense.
The Long Abode Grotto-Heaven resembled a wooden nest entwined with vines, its crisscrossing paths connecting to the heavens. Yet countless bolts of dusky-purple lightning ground against one another above it, reaching into the highest heights and pressing down until the Grotto-Heaven shook without cease.
The tremors spread throughout the Great Void, flinging Tiantuo out as well. Like a fallen leaf, he drifted down into the sea.
Harmonious wind surged and azure radiance rose, lifting his Dharma Body.
Countless peaks of gold and bronze now truly surrounded him, and he could see many metal virtue spirit creatures wandering about. Autumn lay desolate, white qi pierced the sky-this was unmistakably a sacred ground of metal virtue. Where else could it be but the Autumn Sea?
Suspicious, Tiantuo carefully swept the area with his Spirit Sense. Only after confirming nothing was amiss did he rise on the wind. There, above the coastal peaks, an old man in gold-brocade robes was flying toward him, his expression faintly anxious.
"Fellow Daoist Azure Origin, are you unharmed?"
Baoqiu's gaze tightened slightly. He had prepared Spirit Treasures for this journey, ready to pit himself against the demonic cultivators of Long Abode, but his martial uncle Ku had forbidden him from leaving the Autumn Sea. He could only fret here helplessly.
But how had Ruan Yuan gained another Divine Ability in the time they had been apart?
The speed of his breakthroughs could already be called terrifying, far surpassing even many of the geniuses recorded in the Many-Treasure Tradition. Yet this third Divine Ability felt