Chapter 815: Immortal Dao Connections, All for Profit; Occupational Curse (10/10)
After losing his connection to the ancestor’s corpse, Zhang Yu’s first thought was that someone had stolen it, severing his link.
But he quickly realized this guess was likely wrong.
For Zhang Yu, who possessed the level 4 Immortal Descendant trait, the entire Factory District was constantly shifting, yet he perceived every change as if watching a real-time map.
He could even sense the locations of the numerous cultivators entering the Factory District on this real-time map.
“Ever since I entered the Factory District, I’ve been able to sense all of this.”
Zhang Yu recalled what he had seen upon first stepping into the Factory District, knowing that from the very beginning… he had held a significant advantage in exploring it.
“I’ve already got such a huge head start, and someone still beat me to it?”
“Could it be one of Ying Xintian’s bloodline descendants?”
Hearing Zhang Yu’s fleeting thought, Immortal Slayer replied, “Grandmaster’s bloodline descendants almost all consider themselves part of the Supreme Truth Immortal Clan. Their ideals are vastly different from Grandmaster’s, and none of them have ever met his approval. It’s highly unlikely he would grant them any special advantages within this labyrinth.”
Zhang Yu nodded slightly upon hearing this, feeling he could understand Ying Xintian.
“Otherwise, he wouldn’t have allowed his descendants to be purged.”
He sighed inwardly. “His wife cuckolded him at least nine times. His children were as close as family with their half-siblings from other fathers. Their values were completely opposite to his own, they couldn’t understand him, and they even became obstacles in his path… If I were Ying Xintian, I doubt I could have endured it for so long.”
Fu Ji listened to Zhang Yu’s lament. In the past, she would have immediately criticized such thinking. But now, she remained silent, mentally noting his words.
“Zhang Yu is extremely conservative about dual cultivation. He won’t accept his dual cultivation partners engaging in it with others or having children with them.”
Fu Ji knew that understanding a leader’s preferences was crucial information. As the saying goes, “When the superior has a preference, the subordinates will eagerly follow.”
In that moment, she saw a glimpse of the future. She could almost envision Zhang Yu’s future faction filled entirely with extreme conservatives who shared his views, corrupting the entire culture of Kunxu.
“But… if Zhang Yu truly reaches the apex, then his culture will become the right culture. The old dual cultivation customs will be dismissed as demonic and perverse.”
Meanwhile, after the stray thoughts in his mind vanished, Zhang Yu resumed analyzing the current situation.
He recalled the process of stepping onto the Grotto-Heaven Bridge. “After being teleported from the Grotto-Heaven Bridge to the Factory District, I was already deeper inside than the cultivators who entered through the main entrance.”
“My starting point was different from theirs. In the entire Factory District, no one was closer to the ancestor’s corpse than I was. And since entering, I’ve been taking the most optimal route toward it.”
Although he had experimented with the Grotto-Heaven Divine Beast — or rather, the Grotto-Heaven Production Line — his current cultivation, speed, and 32 Clones meant these tasks took only a few seconds.
For instance, subduing the Berserk Corpse Components along the way was as simple as waving his hand to distort space and absorb them into his Grotto-Heaven, barely slowing his advance.
“Unless a cultivator pinpointed the ancestor’s corpse’s location the moment they entered the Factory District, understood the shifting spatial structure, and then rushed toward it even faster than me… only then could they have beaten me to it.”
“But so far, as the ‘map admin,’ I haven’t detected anyone like that.”
“So…” Zhang Yu’s thoughts stirred as he remembered the previous ancestor corpse’s actions.
“It wasn’t that someone beat me to the ancestor’s corpse. Could it be that the ancestor’s corpse moved on its own?”
As Zhang Yu rapidly processed this thought, he continued to advance at high speed, sweeping through the area like a gale. Periodically, he would activate Kunlun in the Palm combined with his Immortal Descendant ability to absorb a Berserk Corpse Component into his Immortal Grotto-Heaven. Yet, he moved with the speed of lightning, his pace barely slowing.
Once inside the Immortal Grotto-Heaven, the Corpse Components were immediately besieged by the production lines led by the Myriad Bone Melder, with Zhang Yu’s clones assisting in their suppression.
Zhang Yu mused inwardly, “The ancestor’s corpse in the Factory District… could it have hidden itself?”
Uncertain, he decided to head to the location where the ancestor’s corpse had vanished to see for himself what had happened.
Upon arriving at the target location, Zhang Yu found himself at a corpse recycling station.
Massive piles of corpses were haphazardly stacked together like wet garbage, emitting a stench so foul it seemed to pierce the heavens.
Zhang Yu imagined that after the various facilities within the labyrinth were damaged, disconnected from the Spirit Realm, and ceased functioning, this corpse recycling station had also shut down. The bodies, left unprocessed for too long, had begun to decompose and rot, giving rise to the overwhelming stench.
Just as Zhang Yu was wondering why the ancestor’s corpse had vanished here, he sensed its presence again.
“It’s right here.”
Though the sensation was fleeting, Zhang Yu clearly perceived that the ancestor’s corpse was within the corpse recycling station before him.
“So… it deliberately hid itself to lure me here?”
Zhang Yu stepped through the entrance of the corpse recycling station and saw a sign inside carved with three large characters: “Memorial Garden.”
Zhang Yu paused, slightly taken aback. “That sounds like the name of a cemetery.”
Immortal Slayer spoke up, “I once heard that a large part of the Former Days Graveyard was originally a cemetery.”
“But as Immortal Dao Technology advanced, Kunxu developed more and more ways to utilize various corpses. This place gradually transformed from a cemetery into a market, and eventually, more and more factories and office districts sprang up nearby to source materials locally.”
Immortal Slayer sighed. “What was once a burial ground became a recycling station and a trading floor. People completely lost their respect and reverence for the dead, treating the various materials from human bodies as mere commodities.”
Zhang Yu nodded slightly, gazing at the old sign before him. “So…” he thought, “this must be the original cemetery sign from the past. Later, with the construction of the Spirit Realm, Spirit Realm information likely overlaid it.”
“Now that the Spirit Realm has lost its connection here, this ancient sign has become visible again.”
“Then… why did the ancestor’s corpse lead us here?”
Immortal Slayer analyzed, “If we interpret the ancestor corpse’s intentions as Grandmaster’s, then perhaps this is a reminder.”
“He wants future generations not to become like the people of this Memorial Garden — complacently treating corpses as materials, as equipment. He wants them to remember that these were once human beings, to remember the meaning of a cemetery.”
“The meaning of a cemetery?” Zhang Yu’s gaze sharpened. “You mean… the way we handle corpses?”
Immortal Slayer replied, “The choice of how to treat corpses isn’t for the sake of the corpses themselves. It’s to maintain the boundary between ‘human’ and ‘object’ in our hearts while constantly dealing with ‘human-derived materials.’ It’s to prevent ourselves from completely sliding into the abyss of the Demonic Path in our pursuit of power and wealth.”
Just then, the connection to the ancestor’s corpse pulsed again. This time, Zhang Yu even heard a voice calling out from it.
“Come find me. Let us see what you will do.”
Zhang Yu froze, his mind reeling with shock. “The Immortal Corpse is speaking? Is this ancestor corpse’s True Spirit actually conscious? Can it still control the body?”
Recalling the words, Zhang Yu said, “It said… ‘us’? Who is this ‘us’?”
Immortal Slayer replied, “If the True Spirit is capable of action but has chosen to hide instead of directly contacting us and granting us Grotto-Heaven power… perhaps it wants to test us? And if this is a test, then ‘us’ would refer to those who set the test and those who will review the results.”
Zhang Yu’s gaze shifted. “A test? Is Ying Xintian watching us too?”
“I don’t think it’s Grandmaster,” Immortal Slayer said.
He explained, “Based on the memories of the Great Righteous-Demonic War and the intelligence I have, the predecessors who fist practiced the Righteous Use of Demonic Arts… the Kunxu they envisioned is nothing like what it has become today.”
“And many of them should still be alive.”
Zhang Yu’s heart jolted at the words. He snapped his head up. “Are you saying… they’re watching us?”
Immortal Slayer said, “Though these individuals lacked the courage and resolve to join Grandmaster’s actions, they likely sympathized with his fate.”
“This is… Grandmaster’s network of connections… no… it should be called an Immortal Network.”
“This Immortal Network might be the greatest inheritance Grandmaster left for his successor, surpassing even the Dao Seed, suprassing even the Grotto-Heaven.”
“Perhaps it is this very Immortal Network that has allowed the labyrinth to survive until now.”
Zhang Yu took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the sky above the labyrinth, warped by layers of Spatial Distortion. His thoughts churned.
Just then, the Desolate Ox Great Sage spoke up. “If certain high-level beings are watching, that would be perfectly normal.”
“Everything in Kunxu is inseparable from the influence of Dao Lineages and the directives of the upper echelons.”
“All reforms happen because the upper echelons need reform. All changes occur because the Dao Lineages are driving them.”
Zhang Yu sighed inwardly. “If that’s the case, what meaning do our choices and efforts even have?”
The Desolate Ox Great Sage replied, “They do have meaning. As long as all Dao Lineages are not controlled by a single individual, as long as the ten Immortal Emperors cannot seize control of all lost Dao Lineages throughout history, as long as conflict still exists among Immortals and they remain unable to unite…”
“Then, under the influence of countless Dao Lineages, choosing which lineage to align with, which mountain peak to join — that is where our own volition lies.”
“By leveraging the influence of Dao Lineages and the support of the upper echelons, by bringing them benefits in exchange for the chance to rise, by climbing through the cracks between various conflicts… climbing higher and higher until we can establish our own Dao Lineage — only then is there a possibility of changing this world.”
“This immortal path is fraught with peril, a journey where countless have fallen, countless have given up halfway, and some who reached the top forgot their original purpose…”
“The road ahead is uncertain. We are not the first, nor will we be the last. All we can do is persevere, no matter how many times we are beaten back.”
Kunxu, an unknown high-layer realm.
A young man’s voice sounded. “The hidden labyrinth left by Senior Brother is showing signs of activity. His chosen successor must have entered.”
“Let’s take a look at the information being transmitted from inside.”
Another voice, this one female, replied, “What’s there to see? Senior Brother Ying has already been defeated — utterly crushed, a miserable sight. Kunxu can never be changed back.”
The young man’s voice said, “Since Senior Brother wanted us to watch, let’s watch. Let’s see if this successor of his has anything extraordinary about them.”
The female voice said, “Even if he seems promising now, who knows what selfish ambitions he harbors? Perhaps after he rises, he’ll just be another Supreme Truth. At that point, he might even become a tool for others to seize Senior Brother’s Dao Lineage.”
The young man’s voice replied, “Junior Sister, you’ve changed too.”
“You’ve changed to the point where you no longer believe Senior Brother’s words, nor do you believe people like him still exist.”
Inside the labyrinth.
Zhang Yu gazed at the mountain of corpses in the Corpse Recycling Station and thought to himself, If this is a trial arranged by Ying Xintian, and if high-ranking individuals close to him can observe this trial…
Then what they want to see… is not an approach that conforms to Sect Nature, but one that aligns with Ying Xintian’s ideals.
Walking through the center of the corpse mountain, Zhang Yu thought, The best way to find the Ancestor’s Corpse within is to use the Immortal Descendant ability.
He knew that as soon as an Ancestor’s Corpse was taken into an Immortal Grotto-Heaven, it would immediately be liberated and absorb the Grotto-Heaven force contained within.
If I absorb large swaths of these corpses into my Immortal Grotto-Heaven… I’ll naturally find the Ancestor’s Corpse hidden among them.
But once they’re in the Grotto-Heaven, how should I dispose of them?
The next moment, the voice of the Sect Examination Clone echoed in Zhang Yu’s mind: “Hmph, isn’t this place a recycling station already? What else needs to be done? Keep the valuable ones, sell them when you get out, and just toss the worthless ones here.”
Immortal Slayer immediately objected, saying, “To treat people as people, we should restore this graveyard to its original state. After collecting these corpses, we should bury them one by one, not treat them as mere resources.”
“Otherwise, the line between people and objects will blur, and we will eventually fall completely into the Demonic Path.”
Kunxu, Unknown High-Ranking Individuals.
The female voice said, “Following the Demonic Path’s logic, one would naturally sell what can be sold and discard what cannot.”
The young man’s voice replied, “Simply burying them is just old-fashioned thinking. Even if one adheres to Righteous Path ideals for a short time, the long-term losses would make it unsustainable.”
“Senior Brother wouldn’t choose someone like that.”
“For the Righteous Path’s ideals to thrive in today’s Kunxu, one must adapt to change, not cling to outdated practices…”
Hearing Immortal Slayer’s words, the Sect Examination Clone sneered, “How much time would it take to bury so many corpses one by one?”
“You want to treat people as people? Fine. People should work, their talents should be fully utilized, and they should be exploited until death.”
“To treat these corpses as people, we should continue to use them — process them into various products.”
“Now that’s what it means to treat people as people. That’s the true fusion of the Righteous and Demonic Paths, the Righteous Use of Demonic Arts.”
Immortal Slayer immediately retorted, “Absurd! If we do that, how are we any different from the Demonic Path?”
The Sect Examination Clone laughed. “What difference is there to begin with? Haven’t you used corpse components? You happily use those, but when it comes to whole corpses, suddenly you want to bury them? Foolish!”
Immortal Slayer argued, “How can you lump them together? The line between them is precisely what separates the Righteous and Demonic Paths!”
Listening to the debate between the Sect Examination Clone and Immortal Slayer, Zhang Yu’s brow furrowed. “The Sect Examination Clone’s approach might not align with Ying Xintian’s ideals.”
“But… if we follow Immortal Slayer’s suggestion and simply bury the corpses… while it sounds very Righteous, this purely ancient Righteous Path style is unworkable in today’s Kunxu.”
“Ying Xintian wants to change Kunxu. This impractical method… surely isn’t his choice either.”
Gazing at the old sign of the junkyard, a sudden thought struck Zhang Yu.
“Building a cemetery here seems like a thoroughly Righteous idea. But could the builder have been unaware that such an approach would be unsustainable?”
“Or perhaps… the builder had their own answer?”
Zhang Yu’s figure flickered as he thoroughly inspected the entire junkyard, and an answer gradually formed in his mind.
“This cemetery isn’t just a cemetery. By burying the corpses and erecting a forest of steles, they created an Artificial Spirit Vein.”
“It serves as both a burial ground and a source of benefit.”
Zhang Yu sighed inwardly. “But this Spirit Vein is essentially a public utility. The spiritual energy it generates covers almost the entire labyrinth.”
Fu Ji analyzed, “Then it definitely wouldn’t work. Providing a public service for the entire region? It would be far more cost-effective to recycle the corpses and sell them for money.”
Immortal Slayer said, “Precisely because of that, this cemetery ultimately became what it is today.”
As they spoke, Zhang Yu had already activated Kunlun in the Palm, absorbing vast quantities of corpses into his Grotto-Heaven. He then buried them beneath the forest of steles deep within the cemetery, gradually reactivating the Artificial Spirit Vein.
Feeling the Artificial Spirit Vein gradually showing signs of revival, Zhang Yu thought to himself, “To walk the Righteous Path while creating profits like the Demonic Path… perhaps this is the way for the Righteous Path to rise again in this new era.”
“But in this process, by building the Artificial Spirit Vein, I’ve increased the benefits for the entire region while possibly reducing my own. It’s probably less profitable than corpse recycling.”
Zhang Yu recalled the Lower Realm Reform initiated by Ying Xintian. It had brought immense benefits to the Lower Realm cultivators but had damaged his own interests.
“Brother Dao, is this what you wanted to tell me?”
“Is this also why you launched the Lower Realm Reform?”
Just then, as the Artificial Spirit Vein slowly revived, Zhang Yu began to sense Berserk Corpse Components converging on the cemetery, the source of the Artificial Spirit Vein.
Zhang Yu struck out with a palm from a distance, instantly pulling a Berserk Corpse Component into his Immortal Grotto-Heaven.
But in the next moment, more Berserk Corpse Components swarmed toward him. Zhang Yu had no choice but to flicker at high speed, collecting them one by one into his Immortal Grotto-Heaven.
Watching this, the Sect Examination Clone sneered, “Hmph, weren’t you going to bury these Berserk Corpse Components?”
Just then, Desolate Ox, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up. “In today’s Kunxu, it’s unrealistic to avoid using corpse components, and even more unrealistic to try to ban all Demonic Path technologies.”
“The world bustles with activity, all for profit; the world clamors with commotion, all for gain. There’s nothing inherently wrong with the common people wanting to profit.”
Fu Ji added, “I agree.”
Desolate Ox continued, “To change Kunxu, to shift its culture, to make the ideals of the Righteous Path prevail, we should offer additional choices. If the Kunxu people can profit through righteous means, they will naturally choose the Righteous Path.”
“Burying corpses to form an Artificial Spirit Vein is just that — an additional choice, not an attempt to ban Kunxu’s current corpse industry.”
“By providing an alternative that creates a positive feedback loop of benefits, we can achieve lasting change. Simply forcing a ban or relying on the selfless sacrifice of a few… that won’t last.”
Immortal Slayer sighed. “Master and the others… probably thought the same way at first. But to surpass Kunxu’s current efficiency in profiting from technology with a different technological approach… it’s just too difficult.”
The Sect Examination Clone sneered, “So you gave up, didn’t you? Even Ying Xintian couldn’t do it. Do you really think you can surpass the sect? What a fantasy! Loyalty to the sect and prioritizing its ideals, that’s what cultivators like us should do!”
“Long live the Myriad Laws Sect! You traitors will all fail in the end!”
Desolate Ox said, “As long as we can master a Dao Lineage and reach the apex of the Immortal Dao, it’s not impossible.”
Fu Ji thought to herself, Sigh, my head is spinning… Zhang Yu can barely get a word in, let alone me.
Meanwhile, inside the Immortal Grotto-Heaven, the Myriad Bone Melder and Zhang Yu’s clones were all working at full capacity, suppressing the Berserk Corpse Components one by one.
Facing the swarming Berserk Corpse Components, their collection speed far surpassed Zhang Yu’s previous efforts of gathering them along the way.
The number of corpse components inside the Immortal Grotto-Heaven surged dramatically. Zhang Yu had to race against time, drawing on its Grotto-Heaven force to subdue them all.
As strands of Grotto-Heaven force flowed into his body, Zhang Yu’s Immortal Grotto-Heaven expanded once more. In the blink of an eye, its length, width, and height all surpassed 420 meters.
At the same time, as he subdued a large number of corpse components, Zhang Yu began to acquire various traits he had previously been unable to collect.
Arm-Clinging Fiend Trait: Crucible of Myriad Forms (1/10)
After Zhang Yu subdued the Berserk Corpse Component known as the “Arm-Clinging Fiend,” it leaped onto the Myriad Bone Melder and fused with it.
As more corpse components merged with the Myriad Bone Melder, its trait quickly accumulated to 6/10, unlocking its First Layer effect.
Crucible of Myriad Forms (6/6): Production line yield rate +100%, production efficiency +100%
Besides the Myriad Bone Melder, another group of corpse components was being collected even faster.
Sorting Demon Trait: Occupational Curse (0/10)
This was a series of sorting devices, resembling dark clouds of tentacles drifting across the sky of the Immortal Grotto-Heaven.
These sorting corpse components were almost all at the Spirit Transformation-level, and it took Zhang Yu considerable effort, even with the help of his clones, to subdue them one by one.
Their traits also surprised Zhang Yu.
Occupational Curse (6/6): Distorts others’ movements, causing operational mistakes.
Occupational Curse (8/8): Twists operational mistakes, redirecting the target of the operation.
Occupational Curse (10/10): Twists the operational target, causing occupational backlash.
In Zhang Yu’s view, the Sorting Demon was not a production-type Grotto-Heaven Divine Beast at all, but a combat-type one.
When an ordinary attack was twisted by its tentacles, it would be deflected from its target and could even cause backlash.
If I open my Immortal Grotto-Heaven, this Sorting Demon could create a powerful backlash field within a one-meter radius around me, causing anyone who attacks me to suffer backlash, an ‘occupational injury’, Zhang Yu thought.
“It seems the Grotto-Heaven Divine Beasts left behind by Ying Xintian aren’t just for production; they also have combat applications.”
“If I can find a way to subdue some Void Refinement-level corpse components, could I unleash a sliver of Void Refinement-level combat power?”
Watching the Berserk Corpse Components still swarming toward him, Zhang Yu recalled his earlier thought: “I originally thought burying the corpses was a purely altruistic act.”
“But this wave of Berserk Corpse Components has brought me far more benefits than just burying the corpses.”
Sensing Zhang Yu’s thoughts, Immortal Slayer said, “The benefits from these corpse components were left for you by Grandmaster.”
“This was also Grandmaster’s philosophy for Kunxu… The strongest should control the highest technology and the most resources. Only by having the strongest distribute benefits downwards, tier by tier… can the entire world be transformed from the top down.”
“Also… since Grandmaster had us collect so many Berserk Corpse Components here, it probably means… these things will be very useful for subsequent exploration.”
Zhang Yu nodded slightly, then walked step by step to a position above the Artificial Spirit Vein. With a point of his finger, he established a Grotto-Heaven Bridge.
With this, Zhang Yu had now used two of his four Grotto-Heaven Bridge slots.
As the bridge formed, a massive amount of spiritual energy surged into his Immortal Grotto-Heaven, increasing its overall spiritual energy concentration.
Zhang Yu thought, “This way, more spiritual energy from the Artificial Spirit Vein will flow into my Grotto-Heaven, which is even more advantageous for me.”
So, in the time that followed, Zhang Yu busied himself with several tasks at once: collecting corpses and searching for the ancestors’ corpse, burying the dead to activate the Artificial Spirit Vein, and subduing the Berserk Corpse Components drawn to the area.
Unconsciously, the spiritual energy concentration within his Immortal Grotto-Heaven grew steadily higher, and the Grotto-Heaven Divine Beasts it housed became increasingly powerful.
Kunxu, an unknown high-layer location.
A young man’s voice spoke: “Based on the information from the labyrinth, he has a moral compass but also knows how to be flexible.”
A woman’s voice snorted coldly. “Those are the ones who change the fastest once they climb to the top.”
The young man’s voice replied, “Let’s observe him further. If he can pass the labyrinth’s trial, we can give him a chance to climb higher.”
The woman’s voice retorted, “And what if we give him the chance, and he still fails?”
The young man’s voice answered, “Then let him fail.”
His tone was utterly ruthless. “It wouldn’t be the first time. Death and ruin are perfectly normal on the path of the Immortal Dao. Here in Kunxu… how can anyone climb to the top without enduring the most brutal competition?”
In another corner of the district.
Ying Aikun’s brow furrowed slightly.
After repeated comparisons, he could confirm that the entrance to the Laboratory District lay directly before him.
But after several attempts, Ying Aikun discovered that the spatial barrier before him was not something he could break through in a short time.
“That old bastard…”
After a moment of thought, Ying Aikun turned to Ling Chiye beside him and said, “I suggest we seal the entrance to the Factory District to avoid being disturbed during our exploration.”
“Also… I have a faint feeling that the Berserk Corpse Components in the Factory District are acting strangely. Investigate what’s happening.”
Ling Chiye already regarded Ying Aikun as an expert on the labyrinth. Upon hearing his words, he immediately began making arrangements.
Suddenly, streams of Ghostfire flared to life as Soul Cultivators spontaneously combusted, transforming into the Heavenly Demon Sect’s signal beacons. They spread out, forming a line toward the Factory District’s entrance.
Meanwhile, Ying Aikun controlled an Incarnation to seal the entrance. At the same time, several Heavenly Demon Sect Cultivators directed a large number of Soul Cultivators to track and investigate the unusually active Berserk Corpse Components.
Zhang Yu’s gaze shifted as he sensed the situation within the Factory District. He thought to himself, “It seems to be the Heavenly Demon Sect… Someone wants to seal the Factory District’s entrance?”
“And… more and more people are noticing the strange behavior of the Berserk Corpse Components and are starting to explore in this direction.”
Although their exploration speed was slow in the chaotic space, Zhang Yu knew that if he ignored them, his own actions here could be disrupted.
“And… the matter of sealing the Factory District entrance can’t be ignored either.”
“If they really succeed and trap me in here, wouldn’t I be a cornered animal, ripe for slaughter?”
After all, Ying Aikun of the Heavenly Demon Sect was a descendant of Ying Xintian. Zhang Yu wasn’t sure how far their research into Grotto-Heaven force had progressed or if they could truly trap him.
But regardless of whether they could or not, Zhang Yu had no intention of giving them the chance.
However, with his current strength, directly confronting the Heavenly Demon Sect would be extremely risky.
“It’s your turn… my great fortune.”
Above the Ethereal Communications Department.
Shortly after one of Zhang Yu’s clones left the dormitory, a streak of azure light shot into the sky. The Azure Void Rift Shuttle, usually kept in a dust-like state, soared upward. Under the shocked gazes of countless people, it streaked toward the labyrinth and plunged inside.
Within the labyrinth, in the Office District.
Qin Chuan, who was slowly exploring, suddenly frowned and said, “What’s that sound?”
A roar like a thunderstorm echoed above the Office District. Due to the chaotic spatial structure, the thunderous sound shifted left and right, forward and back, as if thunderclaps were exploding all around.
The next moment, watching the streak of azure light that tore across the sky, Qin Chuan exclaimed in surprise, “It’s an Immortal Shuttle! Has Dao Monarch Bu arrived?”
“Quick, let’s follow it!”
Besides the cultivators from the Ethereal Communications Department, many other exploring cultivators also saw the Immortal Shuttle’s light and tried to follow.
Meanwhile, at the entrance to the Factory District, Ying Aikun, who was preparing to seal it, narrowed his eyes as he spotted the Immortal Shuttle streaking toward him.
Seeing the familiar shuttle, Ying Aikun felt his soul nearly leave his body, a cold sweat threatening to break out.
“Why is she here again?!”