The Black Immortal Crane slowly ascended into the sky, pulling the Ancient Bronze Ship along.

The invisible shackles binding this world were also gradually tightening and shattering.

Song Yan stood at the front of the ship's cabin, where it was raining outside.

A heavy rain.

The torrential downpour flowed violently, resembling a vast sea.

In a world where days were short and nights long, the splendor from millennia ago had already perished, leaving only those struggling to survive, living without knowing today or tomorrow. Cultivators from all directions tirelessly sought ways to transcend, yet they remained unaware... that all was in vain.

Song Yan reached into his Storage Bag, realizing he didn't bring any wine, chuckling to himself in self-mockery.

At such times, sinking into a drunken stupor might not be a bad choice.

The Ascension Order given by the old man ensured that nothing significant was likely to happen to him aboard this Ancient Bronze Ship.

He whispered softly, "Across the vast sea, the floating raft sails, the black hole swallows the streaming light. What fear of the chilling celestial winds, as I cloak myself with clouds. All speak of tales of the old homeland, long forgotten are they deep within the heart. Where Sword Qi sweeps across the autumn, stars fall into the wine cup."

"You seem to be in high spirits."

A man in green robes walked over from one side.

If it had been before, the presence of the Master of Heaven and Earth getting so close would have sent Song Yan fleeing.

But now, with situations so fantastical, former bitter enemies who once fought to the death and hunted each other, pawns and players alike, were now forced to coexist peacefully.

Song Yan said, "You understand too little about me."

"Oh?" Di Cunxin stood beside him, following his gaze to overlook the world that was becoming further away, a look of coldness and complexity on his face.

Song Yan, at most, was leaving his homeland, but he... had completely severed his connection to his world.

The person who should be hurting the most was truly him.

Song Yan said, "My entry into the Cultivation Realm was truly by coincidence. Originally, if nothing went awry, the Tomb should have remained here. Yet this time, having moved far away from here, scenery evokes emotions, my Dao heart shakes, ashamed, ashamed..."

"Dao heart shakes?" Upon hearing this, Di Cunxin's mouth twitched as he tried to suppress a laugh.

This kid's actions were largely known to him.

His Dao heart was extraordinarily firm, unmatched by almost anyone throughout the ages.

If his Dao heart were truly to shake, then that would be a sight to behold.

Di Cunxin, pondering for a moment, understood Song Yan's intentions: The Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace is a Sect of the Righteous Dao, and this kid was deliberately feigning orthodoxy here, using phrases like "Dao heart shakes" to try and prove his lack of talent, aiming to keep a low profile and steer clear of trouble.

With these thoughts, Di Cunxin chuckled and then conveyed, 'Achieving Divinity Transformation in such a short time, saving three millennia compared to others, bearing such Secret Treasures, naturally wants to stay low-key. However... I wonder if Upper Envoy Ning is interested in this treasure.'

Afterwards, he paused briefly, conveying with a smile, 'You've cultivated for so many years and experienced so much, surely you don't think the Celestial Marvel Sword Palace is truly a noble Sect uninterested in valuable treasures?'

Song Yan was in a panic.

But this matter was unsolvable.

He had broken through right on their turf, an event impossible to conceal from them.

Di Cunxin knew him through and through.

And now, Di Cunxin clearly intended to exploit this matter.

However, although panicked, he understood one thing — under no circumstances could he admit to it.

Moreover, at this moment, Di Cunxin obviously wanted to use it as leverage against him, so he wanted to see what Di Cunxin wanted to do first.

Thus, Song Yan neither admitted nor denied it, but rather conveyed, "What do you intend?"

Di Cunxin laughed.

With a smiling gaze meeting Song Yan's, he uttered, "Nothing."

Song Yan's intent fell short, failing to extract any information.

Di Cunxin said no more and merely gave him a mocking look, chuckled softly, and then departed.

Song Yan squinted slightly, but for the moment, he couldn't figure out what Di Cunxin was planning.

Was it about having leverage on him to threaten?

Is it thinking that since they are from the same world and now in the same Sect, wanting to recruit him as a subordinate?

Yet, partnering with Di Cunxin would be akin to negotiating with a tiger. Just as Di Cunxin understood Song Yan, Song Yan... also understood Di Cunxin well.

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...

Heaven and Earth gradually shrank to the size of beans, then ants, slowly turning into a black dot.

Song Yan was about to return to the Cultivation Chamber that Upper Envoy Ning had arranged for him when he saw a white silhouette approaching from afar.

The silhouette was none other than the Celestial Venerable.

Upon getting closer, the Celestial Venerable said, "Thank you deeply this time, Brother Song."

Song Yan replied, "Don't mention it."

The Celestial Venerable smiled gently before saying, "Upper Envoy Ning said we need to accelerate. You need to place the Secret Realm into the Qi Chamber, or it will be completely shattered during acceleration, and those inside will be torn apart in the chaotic airflow."

Qi Chamber? To store Secret Realms?

Song Yan blinked in surprise.

Indeed, many new things existed.

He said, "I would appreciate your guidance, Celestial Venerable."

The Celestial Venerable laughed, "What Celestial Venerable? More like a local king of a small hill. You can just call me Linglong if you don't mind. I'm more familiar with Brother Song than you imagine."

Watching her smile, Song Yan blinked again, as the smile made him feel a familiar atmosphere of Hua Linglong, Long Muyun, very familiar and quite close.

Hua Linglong turned around, the two of them one in front of the other, heading deeper into the Ancient Bronze Ship.

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The Qi Chamber.

It was merely a Bronze Ancient Chamber.

Complex patterns were engraved on the chamber walls, resembling certain Celestial Dao Characters.

In the center, a dense and peculiar black stone the size of an egg floated.

Profound Qi, dense beyond imagination, swirled like a dreamlike dragon within.

At some point, the voice of Upper Envoy Ning echoed within.

"Lit'l one, that is a Star Core from a world that has completely fallen into Nirvana. This chamber can store multiple Secret Realms. Rest assured to place your Lifebound Secret Realm inside."

Song Yan gave a slight bow upwards as a gesture, then, with a light support from his palm, took out the Formless Ancestral Vein Secret Realm attached to the main space, transforming it into a cloud-like light orb suspended in his hand.

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