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Upon hearing this, Yang Mei's bright eyes flickered slightly.

He didn't rush to answer, but first glanced at the time.

The time was just right, and he was looking at her.

Their gazes met for a moment in mid-air, as if exchanging something silently.

A moment later, Shichen spoke.

"The Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees is located south of the Xuanji Heavenly Domain. It can be reached after passing through a chaotic dark current."

"That dark current is filled with void rifts and chaotic storms; anyone below the half-step Hunyuan Taiji level simply cannot pass through it."

"However, with Master's current cultivation level, crossing that undercurrent should not be difficult."

"The difficulty lies in entering the Ancestral Temple of Ten Thousand Trees."

"Master's cultivation level is already at the mid-stage of Hunyuan Taiji. The moment he steps into the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees, he will be locked onto by the remaining will of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Trees."

"At that time, Master's cultivation will be suppressed, and the power he can unleash will probably be less than that of a half-step Hunyuan Taiji."

"If Hongjun takes advantage of the moment when Master is suppressed to launch a counterattack, then it will be dangerous."

Xuan Du remained silent for a moment after hearing Shi Chen's words.

He was suppressed, and his cultivation level dropped to below the half-step Hunyuan Taiji.

Although Hongjun was seriously injured, his foundation as a Heavenly Saint was still intact. If he were to fight back desperately, his combat power would not be underestimated.

With one side gaining at the expense of the other, there is indeed a risk.

After a moment of silence, Xuandu slowly smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"It's alright."

"I have the Chaos Pearl."

"Although the remnant will of the Ancestor of All Trees can suppress cultivation, it cannot suppress the Chaos Pearl."

"The Chaos Pearl is a supreme treasure of chaos that existed before Pangu created the world. No matter how ancient the ancestor of all trees is, it is not as ancient as the Chaos Pearl."

"As long as I have the Chaos Pearl, I can move freely within the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees."

"If Hongjun dares to make a move, I will show him what the Chaos Pearl tastes like."

Yang Mei's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing this.

He didn't speak, but that silence itself was a form of approval.

Shi Chen stood to one side, his cloudy eyes gazing at Xuan Du, a faint silver light shimmering in them.

After a moment, he spoke.

"With the Chaos Pearl protecting Master, the Myriad Wood Ancestral Court truly cannot imprison Master."

"However, I have a suggestion."

Xuandu looked at him.

"speak."

Shichen said, "This disciple will accompany Master."

"This disciple cultivates the Great Dao of Time, and can use the power of time to solidify the perception of the remnant will of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Trees the moment Master steps into the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees."

"Although it only lasts for a moment, it is enough for Master to avoid the first wave of suppression."

"Although that moment was brief, it was enough for Master to regain his footing under the protection of the Chaos Pearl."

"At that time, the remaining will of the Ancestor of All Trees will no longer be able to suppress Master."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Great Dao of Time solidifies the perception of the remaining will of the ancestor of all trees.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to avoid the first wave of suppression.

This moment is indeed crucial.

"Can you do it?"

Xuan Du looked at the time, his gaze filled with a hint of caution.

Shi Chen smiled slightly, a faint smile, yet it carried a certainty that billions of dollars would eventually be settled.

"This disciple has cultivated the Great Dao of Time to the Hundred Million Yuan level. Although my cultivation has not yet broken through to the Hunyuan Taiji level, the application of the Great Dao of Time has already been engraved in my instincts."

"Freezing a moment's perception is nothing more than a simple matter of lifting a finger."

"The moment Master steps into the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees, I will cover Master's body with the Great Dao of Time from behind, and that will be enough."

"Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Master to avoid being locked onto by the remaining will of the Ancestor of All Trees."

Xuandu looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

He sensed the faint fluctuations of the Great Dao of Time around him, and felt the composure and certainty that had accumulated over billions of yuan.

After a moment, he nodded slightly.

"it is good."

"Then you shall come with me."

Shichen bowed, saying nothing more.

The slender figure dipped slightly in the void before straightening up again.

Yang Mei stood to one side, watching the two figures, a faint light flickering in the depths of her calm eyes.

He didn't speak.

Ke Xuan could sense the change in his aura.

That was a kind of hesitation.

A hesitation that even a multi-million dollar investment would never have felt.

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei."

Xuan Du spoke, his voice calm.

"Are you going too?"

Yang Mei remained silent for a moment.

He then spoke, his voice not loud, but carrying a solemnity that indicated the imminent loss of hundreds of millions of yuan.

"Although the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees is dangerous, it is, after all, where Hongjun is hidden."

"The cause and effect between him and me has already been resolved on Mount Sumeru."

"But within that cause and effect lies something I haven't said aloud."

"Back then, he plotted against me, using Rahu to detonate the Western spiritual veins, leaving me severely injured and forced to flee into the depths of chaos."

"I lost too much in that battle."

"If he dies in the Chaos Rift, then so be it."

"But he is still alive, so I can't pretend I don't know."

"I want to see him fall completely."

"Instead of letting him slowly recover in the Ancestral Temple of Ten Thousand Trees."

"If he ever makes a comeback, I'll be the first one to suffer."

Xuan Du looked at Yang Mei and listened to her words, his heart stirred slightly.

The cause and effect between Yang Mei and Hongjun was far more profound than he had imagined.

Although in the battle at Mount Sumeru, Yang Mei personally dragged Hongjun into the Chaos Rift to settle that karmic debt.

But the underlying cause and effect did not truly disappear.

Hongjun is still alive and is slowly recovering in the Ancestral Temple of Ten Thousand Trees.

If Yang Mei lets this go unchecked, she will be leaving herself with a hidden danger.

"it is good."

Xuan Du spoke, his voice calm.

"Then you shall come with me."

"It's always safer to travel in threes than alone."

Yang Mei nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Three figures stood outside the boundary of the Xuanji Heavenly Domain.

One green, one gray, one gray.

He was at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos Taiji realm, at the peak of the Great Dao, and at the peak of the Space Laws realm.

The chaotic energy flowed slowly around the three people, as if trembling slightly at the convergence of these three auras.

Xuan Du stood at the very front, his gaze fixed on the south.

Deep within that surging chaotic energy lies the path to the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees.

That was the direction where Hongjun was hiding.

"Walk."

With the word uttered, he took a step forward.

Her green robes were rolled up, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

The figure slowly walked towards the surging chaotic energy in the south.

The hour followed closely behind, the gray-white robe billowing slightly in the void, and silver light gleaming deep within the turbid eyes.

Yang Mei stood at the very back, her gray-blue Taoist robe flowing like water, her calm eyes gazing at the figure in blue robes ahead, her gaze as deep as an abyss.

Three figures headed towards the ancestral temple of ten thousand trees.

They sped away.