Chapter 3547: Ambush

"Fellow Daoist Wang, the Qin family is holding a Grand Ascension Celebration for Senior Qin; you received an invitation, right?" Lin Xin said with a smile.

Wang Xiangrong nodded and said, "I'm planning to go. Are you two going as well? We can go together then!"

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Lin Xin smiled radiantly, like a blooming flower.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, to possess a late-stage Integration cultivation at such a young age, you must be a key cultivation target for Haoran Palace," Wang Xiangrong said with a chuckle, his gaze falling upon Xu Bin.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is one of the Haoran Eighteen Elites and a key cultivation talent for Haoran Palace, with a high probability of advancing to the Grand Ascension stage," Lin Xin teased with a smile.

"Lady Lin, you flatter me. Reaching the Grand Ascension stage is not that easy," Xu Bin replied modestly.

After some casual conversation, Wang Xiangrong parted ways with them.

He wasn't in the mood to wander around. He returned to his residence, took out a communication disk glowing with green light, cast a spell, and instructed, "Daofeng, I want to know about Haoran Palace in the White Deer Realm, especially Xu Bin, one of the Haoran Eighteen Elites. If you can't find information, buy it from the Pavilion of Seven Moons."

The Pavilion of Seven Moons had branches in other realms and sold various pieces of information.

"Yes, Ancestor," Wang Daofeng replied.

Wang Xiangrong put away the communication disk, his expression shifting uncertainly.

"An Immortal Realm mighty expert?" Wang Xiangrong muttered to himself. There were so many Wang Mingrens, from different realms, with different cultivation levels. The Wang Mingren in the lower realm was at the Core Formation stage, while those in the Spirit Realm included Grand Ascension and Integration cultivators. There might even be Void Refinement stage Wang Mingrens whom they hadn't encountered.

He had heard Wang Changsheng mention that even for immortals, sending a split soul to a lower realm was not easy. The fact that so many Wang Mingrens looked exactly alike didn't seem like split souls descending.

High-level cultivators in the Spirit Realm could also send split souls to lower realms using Realm-Breaking Stones, but these souls would inhabit deceased cultivators, and their appearance wouldn't change.

The appearance of Wang Mingren in multiple realms, looking identical but with vastly different cultivation levels, was extremely strange.

Previously, all the Wang Mingrens Wang Changsheng had encountered were rather mysterious; he had only seen their appearance but knew nothing about their background. This time was different. Xu Bin, as a key Integration cultivator nurtured by Haoran Palace, would surely yield more information.

Perhaps the information Wang Changsheng had was incorrect, and immortals *could* send split souls to lower realms with identical appearances, or it might be an even higher-level secret technique. However, to achieve this, the main body's strength must be extraordinary.

Seven days passed. In a small courtyard, Wang Daofeng stood before Wang Xiangrong, reporting on the situation.

The Wang family had no personnel in the White Deer Realm and couldn't gather much information. Wang Daofeng spent a large sum of money to buy information about Xu Bin from the Pavilion of Seven Moons, acquiring it quite smoothly.

"He grew up in Haoran Palace, possesses a certain spiritual physique, has cultivated for less than twenty thousand years, and is the youngest disciple of Haoran Palace's Enforcement Elder." Wang Xiangrong muttered to himself, holding a green jade slip in his hand.

From this information, Xu Bin appeared to have no issues. But how could he look exactly like Wang Mingren? Wang Xiangrong didn't believe it was just a coincidence.

"You've done well. Come with me to Senior Qin's Grand Ascension Celebration! Get to know more cultivators from the White Deer Realm and gather as much information as possible about Xu Bin; the more detailed, the better," Wang Xiangrong instructed.

"Yes, Ancestor," Wang Daofeng replied.

Wang Xiangrong gave a few more instructions before dismissing him.

In the Celestial Dome Realm, there was an endless expanse of azure sea. The sky was cloudless, and a gentle sea breeze blew.

A white light appeared on the distant horizon. Before long, it stopped, revealing the Ice Lion vessel, with Wang Qingshan and dozens of other cultivators standing on its deck.

They had left the Myriad Grass Mountain Range over three hundred years ago, with Ye Yuhuan piloting the Ice Lion vessel on their journey.

Trans-spiritual treasure vessels flew much faster than inter-realm treasure vessels, but inter-realm treasure vessels were safer when traversing realms. Their purposes were different.

They first went to the Celestial Dome Sect and contacted its Protector Elder, Chen Duo. Chen Duo informed them of a spatial node leading to the Azure Origin Realm, and they hastened their journey.

"At our current speed, we're almost at our destination," Ye Yuhuan said with a smile.

The Ice Lion vessel glowed with dazzling white light, its speed significantly increasing.

"Wait, something's not right," Wang Qingshan suddenly interjected, his tone urgent.

The Stone Golem had consumed a large number of Ghost Soul Stones, greatly expanding its sensory range for living souls.

Ye Yuhuan quickly formed a hand seal, bringing the Ice Lion vessel to a halt. Her spiritual sense spread wide, and she continued to form hand seals. A deafening roar of thunder erupted from high above, as thick silver lightning bolts tore through the sky, striking downwards.

The silver lightning bolts struck the sea, raising massive waves, and a large number of low-level demonic beasts floated to the surface.

Shi Yi took out a fist-sized yellow crystal ball, infused it with spiritual power, and the crystal ball glowed with dazzling yellow light.

Xuan Qingzi's spiritual sense spread wide, carefully probing the surroundings.

They found no abnormalities, but Ye Yuhuan didn't dare to be careless. She changed her hand seal, and the Ice Lion vessel's white light flared, retreating along their path at immense speed, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

Wang Qingshan formed a sword seal, and over a hundred thousand green-glowing flying swords emerged from the void. The dense mass of green flying swords resembled a turbulent river, surging directly towards a certain point in the void to the southeast.

Wherever the green river passed, the void ripped open, revealing numerous cracks.

A dazzling golden light flared, and a brilliant, sky-reaching saber light swept out to meet it.

The dense green flying swords shattered the sky-reaching saber light, but quickly, a brilliant golden shield flew out, blocking the incoming green flying swords.

A burly man in a golden robe appeared, his expression cold. His eyes were golden, several bone spurs protruded from his arms, and his face had some golden spiritual patterns, making him vastly different from humans.

"A Dang Clan cultivator!" Ye Yuhuan exclaimed in surprise. How did the Dang Clan cultivators know they would pass through here? Did the Celestial Dome Sect betray them?

The sea surface churned violently, raising colossal waves that resembled majestic blue water mountains, crashing towards the Ice Lion vessel.

Ye Xuanfeng flew out from the cabin, conjuring a white-glowing banner. With a gentle wave, a vast expanse of biting white cold air surged out, and the sea surface rapidly froze.

The Ice Lion vessel glowed with dazzling white light, its escape speed greatly increased as it flew back along its original path.

The void vibrated and distorted, revealing over a hundred thousand mountain-sized crimson fireballs, which hurtled towards them with terrifying momentum.

Shi Pan also flew out, releasing a vast expanse of yellow-glowing sand, which transformed into over a hundred thousand ten-foot-long yellow sand spears that met the incoming attack.

With thunderous roars, the yellow sand spears and crimson fireballs collided, annihilating each other. Yellow and crimson light flared in the sky, and the void vibrated and distorted.

A giant golden-glowing ship flew from afar, seemingly intending to block their path.

The sea surface churned violently, and a massive, entirely blue turtle emerged from the water. The giant turtle had two heads and snow-blue eyes; it was clearly an eighth-tier spiritual beast.

"A Two-Headed Cold Turtle! It's an ambush, retreat quickly," Ye Xuanfeng said in a deep voice.

Ye Yuhuan changed her hand seal, and the Ice Lion vessel's spiritual light greatly intensified, its speed increasing once more as it flew rapidly into the distance.

(End of Chapter)