Without the Divine Essence Pill Spring, the Forsaken God Abyss held no meaning for Min Yuan. All those years of preparation—such a pity he’d only completed a fraction of it. Now, he had to leave as quickly as possible and seize the chance to ascend to sainthood. Otherwise, when the next cosmic calamity struck, he’d still be nothing more than an ant.
Through years of ups and downs, Min Yuan had long learned to let go decisively when the time came.
So, once he decided to abandon this place, he returned to his quarters and immediately activated the teleportation array.
Why the Pill Spring had collapsed, why the space it occupied had crumbled—these questions didn’t matter to Min Yuan. He didn’t even bother investigating. Even if he did, he couldn’t retrieve a single Divine Essence Pill from that spring.
In such a catastrophic spatial collapse, no amount of Divine Essence Pills would survive—they’d turn to dust and nothingness. Why waste the effort?
The teleportation array flared with white light, and amidst a ripple of spatial distortion, it whisked Min Yuan to a stretch of rocky beach.
As soon as Min Yuan stepped out, his expression shifted. The exit was gone. Worse, he could now sense the laws of heaven and earth much more clearly here.
What was going on? It had only been a few decades since his last visit—how could things have changed so drastically? Had something happened that he didn’t know about?
Min Yuan had no desire to linger. He spent half a day searching along his planned escape route, only for his face to grow darker. The exit truly was gone—he was sealed inside the Forsaken God Abyss.
If the exit was gone, it must have been sealed by an artificial array.
Of course, there was another possibility: a natural anomaly. The Rootless Divine Realm’s laws might be repairing themselves, automatically mending the rifts caused by the world-ending calamity. But that seemed unlikely. A divine realm’s laws repairing themselves would require…
Min Yuan’s heart skipped a beat. Why couldn’t it be possible? He could feel the laws of heaven and earth more distinctly here. Cultivating in this place was even several times better than his former abode. This strongly suggested the Rootless Divine Realm might indeed be restoring itself.
No, he had to get out fast. If the Rootless Divine Realm was self-repairing, this underground abyss could vanish at any moment.
Min Yuan pulled out a talisman. He had no intention of staying longer. If he wanted to leave, a mere Forsaken God Abyss couldn’t hold him.
The talisman activated, enveloping him in a hazy gray halo. Space trembled violently, and in the next instant, it carried Min Yuan away.
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The moment Lan Xiaobu burst out of the low hills, he summoned the Reincarnation Pot. Pushing its speed to the limit, he quickly left the collapsing space behind.
“Big Brother Lan, thank you for saving me again,” Bei Suting said. Though still emaciated, the nourishment from the Primordial Lifebreath and Five-Colored Immortal Mushroom had begun to restore some flesh to her bones. Full recovery was just a matter of time. With a stash of Chaos Divine Essence Pills, she could heal even faster.
Lan Xiaobu replied, “It’s only right. If you hadn’t led me there, I wouldn’t have gotten all those Divine Essence Pills and Chaos Divine Spirit Veins. I should be thanking you.”
For Lan Xiaobu, top-grade spirit veins could suffice for the Unity God Realm. But Chaos Divine Essence Pills could save him vast amounts of time—time he desperately lacked.
“Did we empty out the Divine Essence Pill Sea?” Bei Suting asked immediately.
Lan Xiaobu shook his head. “Emptying it completely? Easier said than done. But I took all the pills within my divine sense’s reach. That haul’s more than enough for me. When we leave, I’ll give you some.”
“No, I don’t need them. I’ve always relied on Divine Essence Pills to cultivate,” Bei Suting waved off hastily.
Lan Xiaobu smiled. “The pills here are top-quality, infused with chaos aura. You’ve only recently stepped into the God King Realm, right? These pills will still be a huge help.”
He wasn’t exaggerating. With enough Divine Essence Pills, Bei Suting could swiftly advance past the God King and Unity God Realms. But reaching Quasi-Saint required more than resources—personal insight into the Great Dao became paramount.
Bei Suting shivered instinctively, her voice tinged with lingering fear. “After surviving my God King tribulation, I stayed in seclusion for a while. When I reached the third layer of God King, I felt I needed to go out and temper myself. I used the array flags you gave me to try opening that stone wall. That’s when a will emerged in my consciousness, binding my thoughts and dragging me to that void teleportation channel. At first, I had some awareness and fought to break free. Later, I lost all control. The Divine Essence Pills were siphoned through my charm and sent into the void.”
She didn’t finish, but Lan Xiaobu understood the rest. He wondered who was behind this scheme targeting Bei Suting.
He’d wrecked that person’s Divine Essence Pill Sea, likely taking a massive chunk of their amassed wealth. If that schemer regained their strength, Lan Xiaobu would probably be their first target.
“Big Brother Lan, are you planning to find a spot to seclude yourself for a while?” Bei Suting asked, noticing his silence.
“We can’t seclude here. We need to leave the Forsaken God Abyss now. If we don’t, we might never get out,” Lan Xiaobu said gravely.
He’d intended to track down Min Yuan and snag more top-grade spirit veins from him. But with the Rootless Divine Realm’s laws perfecting and its fortune surging, the Forsaken God Abyss might soon be permanently sealed. If that happened, he’d be trapped with no way out. He didn’t have a top-tier boundary-breaking talisman, and without escaping through the abyss’s rifts, he’d be stuck for good.
“Why?” Bei Suting asked, puzzled.
Though she’d been trapped here herself, she knew the Forsaken God Abyss teemed with powerhouses who could leave anytime.
Lan Xiaobu explained, “Outside is the Rootless Divine Realm. Its laws are perfecting, and its fortune is exploding. The entire realm is about to merge with a place called the Eternal Life Realm, forming a larger domain. When that happens, all the rifts out of the Forsaken God Abyss will seal shut. Staying here then? You’d never get out. Unless you’ve got a top-tier boundary-breaking or plane-shattering talisman, you’re stuck forever. In fact, it’s already too late to leave most ways.”
“Then we…” Bei Suting’s heart jolted at the words “already too late,” and she hurriedly asked.
Lan Xiaobu waved a hand. “Other exits are gone, but the way I came in should still work. Only I can use it, though—no one else can. You’ll need to enter my small world later. I’ll take you out. Otherwise, the toxic mist will corrode you.”
“Alright, I’ll go in now,” Bei Suting agreed instantly.
Lan Xiaobu carved out a space in his Cosmic Dimensional Model, handed her a ring, and said, “Enter the small world and heal in seclusion. I’ll let you know when we’re out of the Forsaken God Abyss.”
Bei Suting staying outside wouldn’t help. For Lan Xiaobu, entering the abyss was manageable, but leaving could prove much harder.
Once Bei Suting entered the Cosmic Dimensional Model, Lan Xiaobu used a teleportation array to reach his entry point.
Though his divine sense couldn’t locate the No-Thought Gold he’d left, he could still sense his divine imprint on it. All other marks had vanished.
It seemed that in the black sand region, imprints on chaotic materials remained effective.
Unable to see the No-Thought Gold, Lan Xiaobu was confident his Great Severing Technique could tear open the space.
He felt taking the Divine Essence Pill Sea and over a hundred Chaos Divine Spirit Veins would have massive repercussions. He had to leave the Forsaken God Abyss fast, or the consequences could be dire.
Just as he prepared to unleash the Great Severing Technique, his heart skipped a beat. Space began to ripple. Someone was coming? After a split-second of doubt, he realised it wasn’t an arrival—someone was exiting an illusion array he couldn’t even detect.
Without hesitation, Lan Xiaobu erased the traces of his teleportation array and transformed into a small pebble.
A few minutes later, the spatial ripples intensified, and a formidable aura appeared where his array had been.
Lan Xiaobu didn’t extend his divine sense. He even suppressed his own presence completely.
In that moment, unease gripped him. This newcomer’s strength far surpassed his own. Even Pseudo-Saint Pu Heng wouldn’t claim such a gap over him. This person’s aura chilled him—a true Saint, likely a First-Turn Saint.
Half an incense stick’s time passed before the dread subsided. Extending his divine sense, he found the surroundings eerily quiet. The terrifying presence had left.
Lan Xiaobu immediately used his Time-Reversal Technique. Unlike Qu Peng’s version, his stemmed from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations’ Sun-Returning Technique—an origin-level divine ability, though not one he’d created.
In moments, a black figure appeared before him.
The figure’s face was obscured, standing still for a while before muttering, “Strange, a spatial collapse? Did that old guy come back for his stuff?”
With those two sentences, the black figure sped off—straight toward where Lan Xiaobu had taken the Divine Essence Pill Sea.
