C518 The Divine Lightning from the Heavens

The pavilion where Yu Yuan resided had suddenly become a place of no interest.

The sudden arrival of the three powerful cultivators from the Primordial Yang Sect, Devil Palace, and Babel Chamber of Commerce shifted their focus to Lim Zhuyun amidst the emerald flames, pressing her for details about the events that unfolded in the depths of the Ember Waters.

With Mo Yan present, the Devil Palace should have been well-informed about everything that transpired before Yu Yuan's departure from the Ember Waters.

What remained unclear to the Devil Palace was what exactly had occurred in the Ember Waters following the Raven's withdrawal.

Was the Chaos Roc still in this realm?

Had the Devil Palace's guardians at Heixun, the Yin God, Yang God, and their true forms, all fled aboard the Aura Altar?

And how were the White Coat Mercurial, Peach Madam, White Crane, and the Crane Rider convinced by Heixun?

These deeply hidden secrets had been the subject of secret inquiries by the Devil Palace, Demon Palace, and Babel Chamber of Commerce for quite some time, yet they still felt shrouded in mystery.

Lim Zhuyun, the one possessed by the Heavenly Demon, was the only living witness.

They had laid a trap for her, partly because her actions on Red Devilland, Star Moon Island, and Cold Yin Island were so extreme that they feared their own islands might be next.

Additionally, they sought to uncover the truth about the Ember Waters.

"We?"

Inside the void pavilion, Old Cash finally breathed a sigh of relief. He watched as the three formidable figures surrounded Lim Zhuyun and gestured to Yu Yuan with suggestive eyebrows, "Shall we take our leave?"

His intention was clear: seize the moment while the trio's attention was on Lim Zhuyun and make a swift exit.

Yu Yuan, with a furrowed brow and a look of bitterness, replied, "It won't be that simple."

The Square Iron Seal, the golden swallow, and the Devil Envoy's Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle could all too easily breach the already overburdened Jade Tower.

At this moment, their confrontation with Lim Zhuyun had yet to commence, and any movement of the Jade Tower would only draw their attention.

Yu Yuan doubted that, even with Mo Yan's intervention, the three would simply stand by and watch him and Old Cash walk away.

"What are we to do now?" Old Cash lamented, slumping down with a gloomy face, "Yu, I've really taken a loss on this one. Staying here, my future is uncertain, and leaving seems impossible. I was a fool to so eagerly agree to escort you to Babel Island."

"Let's wait and see if there's a turning point," Yu Yuan murmured.

The Devil Envoy who had arrived aboard the Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle, and who had been concealed within the cabin, had spoken in a chillingly feminine voice. It was a revelation that the enigmatic Devil Envoy of the Devil Palace was, in fact, a woman.

For some reason, Yu Yuan was struck by a sense of familiarity upon hearing her voice. After much contemplation, he recalled that after his reincarnation, it was only during his journey from the Profound Sky Continent to the Ember Waters that he had truly encountered the Devil Envoy, carried by the Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle. There had been no prior interactions.

Previously, the Devil Envoy had communicated her consciousness to others while aboard the Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle, never actually speaking aloud. But now, the mysterious Devil Envoy from the Crack Archipelago had finally spoken.

If the voice felt familiar, and he hadn't encountered her in this life, then there was only one other explanation—Yu Yuan had known the Devil Envoy in his past life!

"If I knew her in my past life, and it's been over three hundred years, who could she be?" Yu Yuan pondered silently, gesturing to Old Cash and Yuan Lianyao to hold back and not make any hasty moves.

In the depths of the emerald flames, Lim Zhuyun's icy silhouette began to blur. With a whoosh, a frigid moon plummeted from above her head. She reached out, and the moon transformed into sharp icicles. Together with the green flames, she soared towards the deep sea.

From the depths of the iron seal, the taunting laughter of the Great Cultivator from the Primordial Yang Sect echoed, "Where do you think you're escaping to?"

The deep blue sea was suddenly awash with golden radiance. The fluttering golden swallows vanished from sight, and the vast expanse of the sea shimmered under the sunlight, the glare so intense it was almost painful to look at. The sea's surface had turned into a fortress of solid gold.

Lim Zhuyun, enveloped in green flames and wielding the icy moon as a weapon, charged forward. The golden sea's surface erupted in a spray of gold, silver, and green sparks as she sliced through the metallically firm waters, which parted only to reveal deep gashes but did not allow her to penetrate instantly.

"The Babel Chamber of Commerce has constructed a formidable barrier, creating a domain unto itself," Old Cash exclaimed as he rose to his feet and floated within the pavilion, his gaze fixed on the deep sea with a mix of awe and respect. "The Spiritual Spell I practice is of the same essence as theirs."

"I might have a slight edge in appreciating the subtleties of jade, but since my realm is somewhat lower and I haven't been able to condense a Yang God, I still fall short of him. His grasp of the power of gold, however, far surpasses mine. It's no wonder, considering he's one of the key guardians from the Babel Chamber of Commerce in the crucial Crack Archipelago!"

Old Cash marveled, observing with intense focus.

The Gold Jade Technique's Spiritual Spell encompasses more than just gold and jade.

Gold actually comprises gold, iron, copper, and silver.

During cultivation, one must delve into the deep mines of the Boundless Land, exploring the veins and the rules governing the formation of gold, iron, copper, and silver, and use these metals to temper the body. Even in the process of condensing the Yang God, the essence of the five metals is utilized.

Clearly, the envoy from the Babel Chamber of Commerce is a master of the art, capable of turning the sea into a formidable wall of copper and iron.

"The Babel Chamber of Commerce has three guardians stationed in the Crack Archipelago, and he's just one of them," Yuan Lianyao remarked, her gaze fixed below, her demeanor grave. "The depth of the Babel Chamber of Commerce's resources is indeed frightening."

"The Crack Archipelago is a pivotal outpost for the Babel Chamber of Commerce, second only to their main base," Old Cash responded. "Hence, the strength they've deployed here is not to be taken lightly. It's rumored that all three of Babel Island's guardians are Yang God powerhouses!"

Yu Yuan gave a slight nod.

He was well aware of the Babel Chamber of Commerce's exceptional nature and the unique status of Babel Island. The company's decision to have three Yang Gods preside over the island was precisely why he had set his sights on it.

Upon entering Babel Island, the company would be bound by centuries-old traditions to ensure his safety.

"There's no escape for you."

The four-sided iron seal thundered down, massive as a mountain, with innumerable tiny flame figures chanting the ancient Flame God's Incantation, invoking the secret arts.

The Crack Archipelago, including Red Devilland and Primordial Yang Island, with their magma veins hidden deep within the planet's core, all began to resonate.

The deep sea trembled violently!

The giant seal, glowing red-hot like a branding iron, descended with the combined force of heaven and sea.

Boom!

Like a towering volcano, it erupted, shaking the heavens and earth, purging the evil and filth as it crashed down upon the verdant flames and Lim Zhuyun, who wielded her ice spear.

The verdant flames, numbering in the thousands and fluttering like a flock of birds, were snuffed out by more than half in the wake of the attack. Lim Zhuyun, gripping the Cold Moon Spike, seemed to shrink to a third of her size under the weight of the iron seal, reduced to the stature of a young girl.

As the crimson iron seal bore down, the earth was unyielding, like fortified soup. Lim Zhuyun found herself trapped, with no escape to the heavens above or the earth below.

"Unless there's an unforeseen twist of fate, your betrothed, possessed by the Devaputra, is unlikely to flee," Old Cash remarked with a touch of glee. "She had it coming! No Devaputra, no matter how foolhardy, should get away with slaughtering three islands in the Crack Archipelago! If the successors from the Red Devil Sect and the Silver Moon Sect had arrived, her end would be even more tragic."

Yuan Lianyao's expression was icy. "She has brought this upon herself!"

Old Cash maintained his belief that the Lim Zhuyun they saw was merely a puppet, a vessel for the Devaputra's mischief. Most Devaputras lurked within the vast expanse of the Boundless Land, skulking and cautious, lest they draw the ire of mighty cultivators and meet their demise.

This one, however, was recklessly brazen—a rarity among the Devaputras.

Yuan Lianyao had learned through Yu Yuan that Lim Zhuyun was indeed herself. Having murdered Pei Zhen and laid waste to Red Devil Island, and now targeting her and Yu Yuan, Yuan Lianyao could scarcely conceal her disdain. She would not grieve Lim Zhuyun's demise.

"Didn't the Devil Envoy lift a finger?" Yu Yuan inquired, his brow furrowed.

"He did act, just beyond your notice," Old Cash clarified. "The Devil Envoy from the Devil Palace played a pivotal role in quelling the Devaputra spirits. Remember, every member of the Outland Devaputra Race is a master of soul secret arts, wielding numerous divine techniques centered on the soul."

Yuan Lianyao nodded in agreement. "The Devil Envoy certainly made a significant contribution."

Enlightenment dawned on Yu Yuan in an instant.

Following the arrival of the three formidable cultivators and the cauldron soul's cautioning, he refrained from invoking the Soul Forging Technique again, consciously avoiding the use of sophisticated Soul Arts for perception.

Given that his level was merely at Profound Break, it wasn't conducive to the Divine Soul Sect's secret arts, making it highly unlikely for him to sense the presence of the Devil Envoy or to exert any soul suppression on Lin Zhuyun.

This was why, upon noticing the Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle's lack of activity and the absence of the Devil Envoy, he assumed she was merely a bystander.

"Yu Yuan," Mo Yan called out with a teasing grin atop the Devil Shuttle, "Your betrothed surely won't escape this time. And you, there's no need to rush off to Babel Island. The Devil Palace wants a word with you. Plus, those items you're carrying—time to hand them over, don't you think?"

Yu Yuan's face remained stoic, ignoring Mo Yan's banter, his focus unwavering on the battle below.

Moments later, within the Yellow Court Little World, the eight clusters of Sun Essence Fire began to thrash about with renewed ferocity.

"Chaos Roc!"

By the afternoon, the crimson sun hanging in the clouds seemed to swell under some mysterious force, expanding rapidly.

In mere moments, the sun grew to the size of a grinding wheel, its fiery red hue startling in its intensity.

The sun, once distant in the starry expanse, appeared to shift billions of miles in an instant, dramatically narrowing the gap with the Boundless Land. This made everyone on the Crack Archipelago feel as though the sun had suddenly drawn near.

Without warning, dazzling beams of sunlight, like crimson divine lightning, streaked toward the ocean's surface.

The golden sea was instantly ruptured, a colossal hole forming within it!

Lim Zhuyun, previously ensnared in a dire situation, vanished into the abyss, plunging beneath the waves and out of sight in the blink of an eye.

The Babel Chamber of Commerce's guardian, a master of the golden power, was dealt a crippling blow in an instant.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three more streaks of fiery red lightning surged forth, targeting the Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle, the massive iron seal, and the floating pavilion.

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