A way to break free?
Was what Yan Moyou had left before departing part of the deal?
Or did he have some other aim?
Countless thoughts flashed through Qing Chen's mind.
"Whatever the reason, this jade slip is right before me. There's no reason for this marquis not to read it."
Qing Chen drew a deep breath and cautiously extended his Divine Sense toward the jade slip.
There were no restrictions, no traps.
His Divine Sense slipped inside with ease.
Boom!
A vast torrent of information instantly flooded his mind!
What struck him first was not a specific method of breaking free, but a secret history.
[The Shiyuan Immortal Star Sea was boundless and vast, its stars endless, its mortal realms as numerous as grains of sand.]
It was home not only to the human race, but also to a hundred races, including the Demon Race, Heavenly Devil Race, Spirit Race, Void God Race, Insect Race, and Crystal Race, all waging ceaseless wars.
The Immortal-Locking Cult had its roots on one of the tens of thousands of principal stars in the Pan-Star Sea region of the Shiyuan Immortal Star Sea;
-it was an overlord-level lineage on the Immortal-Locking Stars!
The Immortal-Locking Stars spanned far more than a hundred trillion li!
Their stellar might drew in countless surrounding mortal realms, large and small, and shattered landmasses, forming a self-contained whole with flourishing fortune.
The cult's reserves were unfathomable.
Ordinary greater worlds were constrained by heaven and earth. The Void Refining Realm cultivators they could nurture mostly reached no further than the third metamorphosis in their comprehension of the laws. This was the limit of those planes.
Yet within the Immortal-Locking Cult, Void Refining Realm cultivators whose laws had undergone four metamorphoses were far from rare.
There were even supreme Void Refinement