Lan Xiaobu controlled the Reincarnation Pot, taking Zhen Changyuan, Blood River Saint, and Tai Chuan away from the Great Desolate Divine Realm. Upon reaching the Tai Xu Tomb, Lan Xiaobu sent a message to Reincarnation Saint and Eternal Night Saint, but received no response.
A month later, the Reincarnation Pot passed through the planar array gate of the Great Desolate Divine Realm’s plane, arriving at the plane of Eternal Night Saint’s stronghold, Eternal Night Lan. Once there, Lan Xiaobu sent another message to Reincarnation Saint and Eternal Night Saint, as well as one to Wa Yuan.
Wa Yuan was once an elder of Nine Shuttle Void City, though at odds with the other elders Lan Xiaobu had killed. Later, pursued by Meng Buchen, she was saved by Lan Xiaobu’s casual intervention. Not only that, he invited her to join him in heading to the Land of Eternal Life. Now that he had obtained the Seven Realms Stone, he naturally sent her a message.
To Lan Xiaobu’s delight, this time Eternal Night Saint responded, as did Wa Yuan, the only one still silent was Reincarnation Saint.
“Senior Sister Zhen, Friend Blood River, we’ll wait here. Eternal Night Saint will arrive in about six months, and another friend of mine will take three or four months,” Lan Xiaobu explained.
He avoided activating the Seven Realms Stone in the Great Desolate Divine Realm’s plane, fearing its rules might leak and expose the plane’s location.
Compared to the Great Desolate Divine Realm’s plane, the plane he was now in had far stronger powerhouses. There were many star-level sects, such as Lizhou Palace, Holy Wilderness, Tianmo Hall, and Yellow Spring Holy Dao, all with Ninth-Turn Saints.
The Nine Shuttle Void City alone had a host of Ninth-Turn Saints, with Ji Yige nearly stepping into the Creation Dao realm.
Still, as he prepared to activate the Seven Realms Stone here, Lan Xiaobu began setting up various shielding arrays to prevent the seven-realm aura from leaking. A treasure like the Seven Realms Stone, if exposed, would bring endless trouble.
Before half a year had passed, just three months later, Lan Xiaobu’s communication bead received a new message.
It was from Fan Bu’ang, the palace master of Lizhou Palace, stating that their plane was about to undergo a massive tribulation, possibly an apocalyptic one. Fan Bu’ang hoped to follow Lan Xiaobu to the Land of Eternal Life after the tribulation began.
“Those bastards,” Lan Xiaobu couldn’t help but curse upon seeing the message.
“Junior Brother Xiaobu, what’s wrong?” Zhen Changyuan asked, noticing his anger.
Lan Xiaobu sighed, “Our plane is likely facing a massive tribulation, and it’s unclear if it’s apocalyptic. Those bastards in the Land of Eternal Life, not one of them is decent, can’t they just leave things in peace?”
He had thought that by controlling the Great Universe Technique, apocalyptic tribulations would be rare. If one were to occur, it would likely be in the Great Desolate Divine Realm’s plane, where Great Universe Saint originated and controlled the universe’s rules, potentially triggering a massive tribulation through his Great Planet Technique.
Yet, even after leaving that plane, such a disgusting event was unfolding. Once he reached the Land of Eternal Life, he vowed to dismantle the culprit behind this tribulation, bone by bone, and burn their soul for billions of years, asking what kind of vile creature they were to be so repugnant.
“A massive tribulation? That seems unlikely, the rules here…” Zhen Changyuan began, but stopped, sensing something off. Though the rules here were complete, she felt unease.
A beam of light swiftly approached, and a figure appeared before Lan Xiaobu and the others, it was Wa Yuan, whom Lan Xiaobu had invited.
Upon arriving, Wa Yuan hurriedly bowed to Lan Xiaobu, “Thank you, Friend, for sending me the message.”
“No need for formalities, we’re heading to the Land of Eternal Life together, more people means more support. Two more friends haven’t arrived, so we’ll wait,” Lan Xiaobu waved his hand, his mood soured. He sent a message to Fan Bu’ang, inviting him to join them.
Wa Yuan suddenly said, “I grew up cultivating here, and lately, I’ve had an inexplicable sense of unease. I have a premonition that this plane is likely to face a tribulation, possibly an apocalyptic one.”
Lan Xiaobu sighed, “Your premonition is correct, a friend just sent me a message saying this plane might face a tribulation. I’ve asked him to come, and he’s on his way.”
**Chapter 1035: Those Bastards Are Back**
“Xiaobu, how could your friend know this?” Zhen Changyuan asked, puzzled.
Lan Xiaobu gave a wry smile, “He doesn’t, but Blood River Saint’s master does.”
Blood River Saint’s expression changed at this, “Brother Lan, you mean Yellow Spring Ancestor?”
Though he and Yellow Spring Ancestor were fellow disciples, their enmity ran deep, and they had no contact. If Yellow Spring Ancestor came here, he’d rather not stay.
Lan Xiaobu waved his hand, “No need to worry, Friend Blood River, my friend isn’t Yellow Spring Ancestor, just someone with some connection to him.”
Relieved, Blood River Saint said, “Yellow Spring Dao Ancestor is in the Land of Eternal Life and has ways to communicate with him. So, someone in the Land of Eternal Life must be targeting this plane, that’s how the news came.”
The group fell silent, Lan Xiaobu felt helpless. He wanted to stop an apocalyptic tribulation, but he lacked the power.
Over a month later, Eternal Night Saint Miao Zhuo finally arrived. One look at his aura told Lan Xiaobu his injuries hadn’t healed.
“Brother Lan, I’m truly ashamed…” Seeing Blood River Saint, Eternal Night Saint realized Lan Xiaobu likely knew the situation, his tone heavy with dejection.
Lan Xiaobu had given them an opportunity, yet they couldn’t handle a single remnant soul, and he nearly fell to it.
“You don’t need to dwell on it, Brother Miao, Brother Lan avenged you. Though he didn’t kill all of Meng Qi’s soul fragments, the one that schemed against us was destroyed by Brother Lan,” Blood River Saint said quickly, knowing Eternal Night Saint’s burden and informing him that Meng Qi’s soul fragment was gone.
Hearing that even a Creation Dao realm soul fragment of Meng Qi had been killed, Eternal Night Saint was shocked and thanked Lan Xiaobu again. He had once suspected Lan Xiaobu of using them as pawns, thinking that with the Eternal Life Dragon’s remains, Lan Xiaobu wouldn’t pass up the chance himself.
Now, learning Lan Xiaobu killed Meng Qi, he realized he’d been petty. Lan Xiaobu could easily crush Meng Qi and likely thought the four of them—Eternal Night, Blood River, Green Wood, and Reincarnation Saints—could handle it, not expecting their failure, with some dying and others fleeing.
Lan Xiaobu said apologetically, “I truly didn’t know Meng Qi had left a soul fragment in that grey dragon, otherwise, I’d never have sent you there.”
He genuinely hadn’t known, not assuming the four saints could defeat Meng Qi’s soul fragment.
“Meng Qi?” Wa Yuan exclaimed, “The Meng Qi who cultivates the Seven Realms Dao? Meng Buchen’s master?”
“That’s him,” Lan Xiaobu confirmed.
Having seen Lan Xiaobu scare off Meng Buchen, Wa Yuan already thought him formidable, but now she realized she hadn’t seen the full extent of his strength.
“Dao Lord Lan, thank you for waiting for me,” Fan Bu’ang’s voice called from afar, and in an instant, his disheveled figure landed before the group.
Fan Bu’ang looked even worse than when Lan Xiaobu last saw him, his hair in disarray and his Dao aura chaotic.
“Palace Master Fan, has someone attacked Lizhou Palace?” Lan Xiaobu asked, surprised.
Fan Bu’ang sighed, “No one knows how big this tribulation will be, but all star-level sects know it’s coming, so everyone’s scrambling to leave this plane. I was fighting for spots for Lizhou Palace’s people, hence my state.”
Lan Xiaobu’s heart sank, these people wouldn’t head to his Great Desolate Divine Realm, would they? Though Green Wood Saint was guarding it, that plane’s strength was far weaker than here, with numerous Ninth-Turn Saints present.
Sensing Lan Xiaobu’s concern, Fan Bu’ang said, “Rest assured, Dao Lord Lan, they’ll only go to the Tianyin Plane.”
He then sent a private transmission, “The Great Desolate Divine Realm’s plane recently faced an apocalyptic tribulation, its rules are broken, and powerhouses generally avoid it. Besides, reaching it is harder than the Tianyin Plane, requiring a plane talisman. As for the teleportation array here, aside from a few star-level sects, most are unaware of its existence.”
Fan Bu’ang’s words reminded Lan Xiaobu, who said, “Everyone, wait for me a moment.”
With that, he swiftly headed to the plane’s teleportation array gate. It wasn’t selfishness, but the abundance of selfish powerhouses here. He was certain those who found this place were from top star-level sects, led by Ninth-Turn powerhouses.
So, Lan Xiaobu went to conceal the plane’s teleportation array gate. If these people reached the Great Desolate Divine Realm’s plane, it would plunge his realm into war prematurely, potentially leading to its destruction.
