Myriad Stars Divine Kingdom, Western Theater.
Countless starships landed or took off from the port, their massive metal hulls gleaming with a cold luster, stretching across the Universe, exuding a science fiction atmosphere.
On the very day the Blazing Sun Army arrived at the base, the order to be downgraded to a second-line corps was issued.
However, there is still a long process to go through.
After all, it involves tens of millions of soldiers and officers.
How to adjust the overall combat strength, who to choose as the new military leader, and which territory of the Myriad Stars Divine Kingdom to guard—all these issues need to be discussed one by one.
But this matter has nothing to do with Ning Chuan anymore.
Upon arriving at the base, he left the Sun Core and boarded another, higher-level royal starship with Yin Wuzhou and Mystic King, heading to the All Saints Manor in the northern region of the Myriad Stars Divine Kingdom.
This destination is one of Ning Chuan's planned objectives.
Through the intelligence gathered within the Blazing Sun Army, Ning Chuan realized that the Myriad Stars Divine Kingdom attached far more importance to the All Saints Manor than he had anticipated.
The Mystic King and his son Yin Wuzhou were not the only ones in charge of the All Saints Manor; other high-ranking members of the Yin Family were also involved.
He can further investigate information about the Origin of the Great Dao.
Moreover, the All Saints Manor is far from the imperial palace of the Myriad Stars Divine Kingdom, Yin Zhu cannot arrive in a short time. He has more freedom, which is much more suitable than rashly venturing into the imperial palace to investigate.
"Within the All Saints Manor, there are various precious cultivation resources. If I can obtain some, it will accelerate my strength improvement!" Ning Chuan thought to himself. "Seizing the Origin of the Great Dao cannot be done recklessly, but the stronger I am, the more leeway I have in my plans, allowing me to calmly deal with various situations, which will also benefit my future refinement of the Martial Star!"
As his thoughts raced, Ning Chuan followed a crew member through the starship until they found their lodgings.
A barracks that could be described as spacious.
The decor was simple, but not shabby; it had a tough, military feel to it. After all, he was Yin Wuzhou's bodyguard, so his treatment couldn't be bad.
" Black Ape, come with me. His Highness needs your help!"
As the crew member was introducing the starship's basic information to Ning Chuan, a middle-aged man arrived at the door, wearing the standard armor of the Divine Guardian Guard. He was one of Yin Wuzhou's chief guards.
"Yes!"
Ning Chuan smiled and followed the middle-aged head guard away. Before long, they entered a magnificent hall.
There were only three people inside.
The father and son, Mystic King and Yin Wuzhou, along with the captain of this royal starship, were all present. The other party was also a powerful Divine Guardian Guard, at the Universe Realm Perfection, only one step away from becoming Demigod.
"Your Highness, you wanted to see me?"
"Right."
Yin Wuzhou nodded casually, glanced at the captain beside him, and ordered, "Let's begin."
"Yes!"
The captain accepted the order in a deep voice, his gaze falling on Ning Chuan's face, and said directly, "Present your soul, I need to set up a mental restriction."
All secrets concerning the royal family must never be revealed!
Otherwise, the soul will shatter, and the body will perish.
Even if you advance to the level of Demigod, you will still suffer severe damage!
As he spoke, the captain raised his hand and flipped it over, taking out a talisman that radiated divine light.
Ning Chuan recognized the talisman's pervasive Rule as the work of Yin Zhu.
However, he remained calm, presenting his true soul essence with equanimity, allowing the captain to integrate the talisman into it.
Mental restrictions are an essential part of the Divine Guardian Guard.
The delay was caused by the fact that neither Yin Wuzhou nor Mystic King carried the corresponding talismans on the Sun Core.
Ning Chuan had anticipated this, and was not resistant to it; in fact, he was somewhat looking forward to it.
After the mental restriction is placed, neither Yin Wuzhou nor other high-ranking members of the Yin Family will be as fearless in front of him, making it easier to gather intelligence.
Before long, the captain completed the setup of the mental restriction.
Yin Wuzhou waved his hand, indicating that Ning Chuan could leave, and at the same time instructed the head guard, "Take it away and elevate its status to that of a deputy head guard."
Upon hearing this, the Mystic King's eyes flickered, and he roughly understood the purpose of his Qilin son.
If the strongest Law Spirit of this Martial Star doesn't even reach the Upper Three Realms, then trying to humiliate Ning Chuan through its status as a guard will be ineffective.
What outsiders don't know is that behind this seemingly flawless act—in terms of logic, purpose, and thought process—lies countless altered paths of destiny!
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Ning Chuan looked excited, seemingly extremely thrilled.
He went to great lengths to change his fate, certainly not for some insignificant treatment.
The more Yin Wuzhou valued him, the easier it was for him to act.
Martial Star's current era of revival will usher in a complete recovery. He doesn't have much time to waste and needs to seize the Origin of the Great Dao as soon as possible.
Following the head guard out of the main hall, Ning Chuan first went to the logistics department to advance resources for a hundred years, and then returned to his residence.
The crew member hadn't left yet; he was standing at the door waiting.
Upon Ning Chuan's return, the crew proceeded to introduce the basic information about the starship. Ning Chuan listened patiently without showing any change in expression, then saw the crew off and closed the door.
Swish...
Endless darkness rose from Ning Chuan's body, filling the house and isolating it from all disturbances.
The next moment, a divine light flashed between Ning Chuan's brows, growing brighter and brighter, and the talisman that had placed the mental restriction was revealed!
"If Yin Zhu were to personally place a mental restriction on me, it would be difficult to break free, but a crafted tool..."
Ning Chuan's lips curled into a cold smile.
The next moment, the talisman in sight instantly crumbled and turned into dust!
"The combination of the Great Dao and Dao Art allows me to be immune to the suppression of external objects such as tools and formations. To deal with me, only a being with greater raw strength can be effective!"