Establishing a Dao Field

Opening a Dao Field at Spirit Deer Peak.

Luo Chen had watched Ye Qi's performance over the past two hundred years.

Though he had gone through quite a few life-and-death crises, Luo Chen had never shown any intention of stepping in to protect him.

Even the protectors dispatched by the Profound Yellow Dao Palace had been kept outside by that ancient ruin.

Luo Chen held only a trace of interest in the inheritance within that ancient ruin.

He had also seen the dangers within, yet he neither worried about Ye Qi nor feared that Ye Qi might encounter a life-and-death crisis before he could intervene.

In Luo Chen's eyes, this ancient ruin might date back to before the Primeval Great World—the fragment of the Heavenly Realm it had once been—had shattered.

In other words, its core inheritance might have originated from the Heavenly Realm.

Luo Chen slowly rose and headed down the mountain, while Sun Wukong returned to cultivate his divine abilities.

When he reached the mountainside and glanced at Ling Yun's former residence, he pondered for a moment before turning into the bamboo grove.

The bamboo grove was deep and tranquil, with a brook murmuring through it.

Jiang Yingxue sat quietly by the stream, painting in silence, her bearing graceful and dignified.

Hearing movement behind her, she turned around. A flicker of surprise appeared in her eyes, followed by confusion.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she cautiously asked, "Master, a bit of gossip has been spreading around Spirit Deer Peak lately."

She checked her master's expression before continuing, "The disciples have been secretly saying that you are planning to leave the Starfall Ancient Realm?"

Luo Chen's expression did not change. He chuckled softly. "More or less. I do have that thought."

This news had not been leaked by Sun