After Lan Xiaobu took the green life-bearing planet, the Reincarnation Pot had been traveling through the void for over three months. Unfortunately, even after that time, they still hadn’t found any trace of the direction to the Great Wilderness Divine Realm.
Tu Wang sighed, “If we’d known, we should’ve stopped that woman. She definitely had void coordinates.”
Lan Xiaobu shook his head. “Not necessarily. It’s very likely she stumbled upon that planet by chance too. She might also be searching for a way out.”
“Wait, I know this place…” Bei Ji suddenly exclaimed with joy, pointing at two distant void auroras far off in the distance.
Before Bei Ji could elaborate, Xuan Hui chimed in excitedly, “Yes, it’s those two void auroras! We came through them when we left.”
Lan Xiaobu’s heart stirred. “Are you saying that beyond these void auroras lies the Rootless Divine Realm?”
“Yes, when we came from the Rootless Divine Realm, we passed through those two void auroras,” Saint Qianqi confirmed.
Tu Wang added, “Indeed, those are the auroras. They’re the Yin-Yang Auroras, existing since long before the Cosmic Tribulation. They form the Yin-Yang Line of this part of the universe. If you follow the Yin Line downward, it leads straight to the Nether Realm.”
The Nether Realm? Lan Xiaobu thought of Su Cen. If her memories hadn’t returned, he might have considered a trip there. But now that they had, he saw no need to go.
He knew of the Nether Realm, though. After the cosmic order was restored, reincarnation required passing through it. He had his own reincarnation passage to enter the Nether Realm’s cycle. Su Cen likely hadn’t gone there either, possibly due to the Lost Sea or her cultivation of the Imperishable Great Dao. Otherwise, her memories might have been lost.
The Six Paths Principles had originated from the Nether Realm. When he perfected the Six Paths Principles in the Land of Six Paths, they were essentially the Nether Realm’s own.
At this, a flicker of gloom passed through Bei Ji’s eyes.
Lan Xiaobu guessed his thoughts and took the initiative. “Bei Ji, I’ve obtained the Book of Life and Death. Tell me how I can save your sister.”
Hearing that Lan Xiaobu had the Book of Life and Death, Bei Ji’s excitement was uncontainable, his voice trembling. “Daojun, I suspect my sister might have been suppressed by a powerful being in the Nether Realm. Otherwise, she should’ve reincarnated by now. I’ve never been able to sense her presence, so with the Book of Life and Death, if we enter the Nether Realm from here…”
“Hold on,” Lan Xiaobu interrupted. “First, tell me how to use the Book of Life and Death to save your sister. Before we enter the Nether Realm, we need a solid plan—at least to know if our approach is feasible.”
Bei Ji nodded, slowing his speech. “In the Nether Realm, there’s a bridge—the Reincarnation Bridge, one of the Six Paths. Every soul entering the Nether Realm must cross it to reincarnate. If my sister can’t reincarnate, she might be suppressed outside the bridge. Beyond it stands a stele—the Soul-Suppressing Stele.
The ruler of the Nether Realm is a supreme powerhouse named Zhong Wuchi, also known as the Nether Saint. His strength is outrageous. Even if he hasn’t reached Eternal Sainthood, he’s likely a ninth-turn saint. Controlling the Nether Realm gives him an inherent saintly position.”
“Zhong Wuchi is a ruthless figure. There are plenty of strong beings on Tian Street, but if he were there, few would dare cross him,” Tu Wang interjected.
Lan Xiaobu pondered the Reincarnation Bridge in his sea of consciousness, wondering if it belonged to the Nether Realm. If so, the Nether Realm might currently lack its bridge.
Bei Ji continued, “Zhong Wuchi has a formidable disciple who earned a divine title—Mingyue Divine Emperor. He ambushed my sister and stole her Nail-Head Book. If Mingyue Divine Emperor asked his master, the Nether Saint, for help, it’s possible my sister’s reincarnating soul was suppressed on the Soul-Suppressing Stele.”
“Not necessarily. It’s also possible her reincarnating soul was destroyed entirely,” Tu Wang shook his head.
Saint Qianqi shot Tu Wang a helpless glance. Everyone knew that possibility but tactfully avoided mentioning it. Tu Wang stating it outright was like rubbing salt in the wound.
Bei Ji’s eyes reddened. “I know, but I’ve always felt she’s still out there, not destroyed.”
“Tell me what I should do,” Lan Xiaobu said, looking at Bei Ji.
Bei Ji clenched his fists. “The Soul-Suppressing Stele is a seal for souls. Without the Book of Life and Death, even a ninth-turn saint couldn’t break it. Daojun, if you take the Book to unlock the stele’s seal and my sister is suppressed within, you can use it to free her. If her reincarnating soul can’t be extracted, at least let her reincarnate. I can handle the rest.”
Lan Xiaobu nodded. “Alright. Even if Zhong Wuchi is a ninth-turn saint, I’m not afraid.”
“No, Daojun,” Tu Wang cautioned. “Here, with your strength, you wouldn’t need to fear him. But in the Nether Realm, you must be careful. Just as no one below Eternal Sainthood can challenge you in the Great Wilderness Divine Realm, it’s the same for him there.”
True enough. If Zhong Wuchi was a ninth-turn saint, bolstered by the Nether Realm’s realm-wide fortune and its rules, Lan Xiaobu wouldn’t be his match there.
Bei Ji bowed deeply. “Daojun, I have a way to sneak into the Nether Realm. Please lend me the Book of Life and Death…”
Tu Wang chuckled. “Bei Ji, forget it. With your strength, if Zhong Wuchi didn’t notice you sneaking in, he’d be a fool. Never mind reaching the Soul-Suppressing Stele—even entering the Nether Realm would be a feat. Taking the Book there would just be handing it to him.
And don’t doubt Zhong Wuchi’s power. The Cosmic Annihilation Tribulation might be brutal, but it wouldn’t affect him much. He’s filthy rich. At the Saintly Dao Auction, he brought out divine essence pills infused with chaos aura. Would you use something like that as currency at an auction?”
Divine essence pills with chaos aura? Lan Xiaobu immediately thought of the divine essence pill sea beneath the Abyssal Relic. That sea must belong to a top-tier saint—one unable to leave their location, relying on Bei Suting to siphon its energy.
Could that saint be Zhong Wuchi? The more Lan Xiaobu considered it, the more likely it seemed. Only a Nether Realm Daojun like Zhong Wuchi would be bound to a specific place for a time.
If that pill sea was his, everything made sense. And when he and Bei Suting left the Abyssal Relic, they’d encountered a powerful dark figure—another saint, surely tied closely to Zhong Wuchi.
Back then, he’d been terrified, but now he was tempted to revisit the Abyssal Relic to see if that figure was still there. Probably not—the place had changed drastically, even Min Yuan had left. Why would that saint stay?
As for Zhong Wuchi, Lan Xiaobu had taken his pill sea and chaos divine spirit veins—a grudge too deep to resolve.
“I…” Bei Ji was stumped by Tu Wang’s blunt words. He knew they were likely true, but even so, he couldn’t give up on saving his sister, Bei Ting.
Lan Xiaobu smiled. “No need to worry. Zhong Wuchi isn’t that scary. I’ve probably crossed paths with him before. Besides, his Nether Realm is incomplete right now. If I’m not mistaken, he’s lost the Six Paths Reincarnation, maybe even the Reincarnation Bridge. We might not lose if we go. Bei Ji, show me an image of your sister.”
“Yes.” Bei Ji replied eagerly, waving his hand to project Bei Ting’s image. Only a Daojun like Lan Xiaobu was worth following.
Lan Xiaobu stared at the image, lost in thought for a while.
“Daojun,” Saint Qianqi prompted, doubting Lan Xiaobu was captivated by Bei Ting’s beauty. Xi’e had been more striking, and he hadn’t been swayed then.
“Bei Ji, if I’m not mistaken, your sister may have already reincarnated. Her cultivation might even be at the quasi-saint level now,” Lan Xiaobu said gravely, taking a deep breath.
“What…?” Bei Ji stared at him in shock. His sister reincarnated and at quasi-saint level?
Before Bei Ji could ask, Lan Xiaobu continued, “In this life, she’s likely called Bei Suting. I’ve saved her a few times. When I left, she was cultivating in the Rootless Divine Realm. Of course, this is just a guess—I’m not completely certain. You’ll need to confirm it yourself.”
From the image, Lan Xiaobu felt Bei Suting was Bei Ting, but he couldn’t be sure.
Bei Ji’s eyes lit up with excitement. He bowed respectfully. “Daojun, your great kindness—my sister and I will never forget it. I want to go to the Rootless Divine Realm.”
Though Lan Xiaobu wasn’t certain, Bei Ji, desperate for his sister, took his words as truth.
Lan Xiaobu patted him on the shoulder. “Let’s go. We were already heading there. If Bei Suting is your sister, she’s cultivating in a place called the卜之域 (Bu Zhi Domain). If she’s progressed quickly, her cultivation might even surpass yours.”
He wasn’t exaggerating. Bei Suting had reached the Divine Monarch Realm despite wandering without resources. When he left, he’d given her chaos divine essence pills and plenty of divine spirit veins. With her talent, reaching first-turn sainthood wasn’t impossible.
The Reincarnation Pot sped through the Yin-Yang Auroras. Half a month later, Lan Xiaobu’s divine sense caught a flying treasure passing by. But he didn’t need to chase it—his sense had already detected the Rootless Divine Realm.
