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The chaotic energy receded beneath the feet of the three like a tide.

The further south you go, the sparser the floating lands become, and the thicker the chaotic energy becomes.

The oppressive feeling in the air grew heavier and heavier, as if even the void itself was resisting the approach of outsiders.

Shichen walked ahead, the Great Dao of Time flowing silently around him, pushing away all the viscous chaotic energy.

His senses were more acute than Yang Mei's, and he could always react to the subtle fluctuations at the bottom of the void a split second in advance.

They traveled for about half a day.

The chaotic energy ahead suddenly cleared away.

A massive undercurrent appeared before the three of them.

The dark current stretched across the void, appearing grayish-black, like a giant river slowly flowing through chaos.

Within the undercurrents, void rifts are as numerous as a spider web, and chaotic storms rage and surge within them.

Each crack contains terrifying power capable of tearing apart a Primordial Grand Luo.

Under the Half-Step Hunyuan Taiji technique, it is impossible to pass safely.

"This is it."

The time stopped, and the voice was not loud.

"By passing through this undercurrent, we will reach the edge of the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees."

"Although the void rifts within the undercurrents are dangerous, they are not entirely without pattern."

"I can use the Great Dao of Time to perceive the movement of those cracks and point out a relatively safe path for my master."

Yang Mei stood behind, her gaze fixed on the surging undercurrents.

Although he did not speak, the laws of space around him were already flowing silently, as if sensing the distribution of the cracks in the undercurrent.

Xuandu gazed at the dark current, sensing the surging chaotic storm and void rifts within it.

After a moment, he spoke.

"No need to take a detour."

"Just go straight through."

As the two words fell, Shichen paused slightly.

A faint glint of silver light flashed in those cloudy eyes.

"Master, although those void rifts in the undercurrent are not insurmountable, if one tries to force their way through, one must endure the tearing force of those rifts."

"Although with Master's cultivation at the mid-stage of Hunyuan Taiji, those cracks might not be able to harm Master, but they will still consume a lot of power."

"After entering the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees, one must also face the suppression of the remaining will of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Trees."

"To expend too much energy in the undercurrents is not a good thing."

Xuan Du looked at him, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

"Who said I was going to force my way in?"

He raised his hand, and a chaotic light suddenly shone from his palm.

The Chaos Pearl slowly rose and hovered above his head.

Forty-nine chaotic restrictions lit up simultaneously, transforming into a chaotic light curtain that completely enveloped the three of them.

Wherever the light curtain passed, the void rifts silently dissipated, and the chaotic storm parted on its own.

It was as if even the heavens and earth were retreating in the face of the power of the Chaos Pearl.

"With this pearl, why bother taking a detour?"

"Walk."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the dark current.

The light curtain of the Chaos Pearl flowed endlessly around him, and the void rifts that were powerful enough to tear apart the Primordial Grand Luo disappeared silently the moment they touched the light curtain, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Shi Chen watched as the figure in green disappeared into the dark current, and was slightly taken aback.

Then a slow smile appeared on his lips.

"I almost forgot that Master has the Chaos Pearl."

"With this pearl here, this undercurrent is indeed nothing."

He took a step forward, followed closely by a gray-white figure.

Yang Mei stood still, watching the figure in green robes moving through the undercurrents as if on flat ground, a faint light flickering in the depths of her calm eyes.

He didn't speak, but simply took a step forward.

The bluish-gray figure disappeared into the light curtain of the Chaos Pearl.

Three figures traversed the dark currents that stretched across the void.

The void rifts silently receded before the light screen of the Chaos Pearl, and the chaotic storm vanished into wisps of smoke the moment it touched the chaotic-colored barrier.

Wherever it passed, the dark gray current seemed to be cleaved open by an invisible blade, revealing a straight passage.

A moment later.

The chaotic energy ahead suddenly cleared away.

A vibrant green light appeared before the three of them.

The light was soft and vast, like an endless green sea stretching across the void.

Within the light, countless emerald green specks floated slowly, drifting in the void like fireflies.

Those specks of light contain an extremely rich essence of wood, each carrying an ancient and boundless rhythm of life.

Ten Thousand Mu Ancestral Court.

Arrived.

Xuandu stood before that emerald green light, gazing at the boundless green sea, his eyes calm as still water.

The Chaos Pearl hung above his head, with forty-nine restrictions flowing continuously, firmly protecting the void around him.

He sensed the aura emanating from that green sea.

It is a source of wood that is even older and more vast than greenwood.

It carries a profound weight, like a sleeping giant, breathing quietly in the chaos.

"The lingering will of the ancestor of all trees."

Xuan Du spoke in a low voice.

"It's still there after all."

Shichen stood behind him, his cloudy eyes gazing at the emerald green light, which shimmered slightly with silver light.

He didn't speak, he just stood there, the great path of time flowing silently around him.

It's as if they're waiting.

The moment Xuandu stepped into that green sea.

Yang Mei stood at the very back, her gray-blue Taoist robe billowing slightly in the air.

He gazed at the emerald green light, sensing the ancient aura it contained, and a faint glimmer flickered deep within his calm eyes.

"Hongjun is inside."

Yang Mei spoke, her voice low.

"I can sense his faint presence in the depths of the green sea, in an extremely hidden location."

"He was very good at hiding it, but he couldn't escape my senses."

Xuan Du nodded.

He gazed at the emerald green light and took a deep breath.

Then he stepped inside.

With one step, the emerald green light around him suddenly surged.

Billions of emerald green lights, like fireflies awakened, converged in his direction.

The lingering will of the Ancestor of All Trees pressed down on him like an invisible mountain.

The oppressive feeling was so strong that it would make any cultivator at the early stage of Hunyuan Taiji kneel down on the spot.

Ke Xuandu stood still, his body motionless.

The Chaos Pearl hung above his head, and forty-nine chaotic restrictions lit up simultaneously, transforming into a chaotic light curtain that blocked the oppressive feeling from more than ten feet away.

He turned around and glanced at the time.

Shi Chen did not hesitate.

The moment Xuandu stepped into the green sea, he raised his hand and gently touched it.

A flash of silver light appeared at the fingertips, and the Great Way of Time spread out silently.

That moment was extremely brief.

So brief was the time it took for the billions of emerald green dots to even react before they seemed to freeze in the void.

The lingering will of the Ancestor of All Trees paused slightly.

That brief pause was like a crack opening up in the endless mountains.

Xuan Du seized that moment, and the light screen of the Chaos Pearl suddenly expanded, opening a gap in the crack large enough for him to stand on.

With the next breath, the remnant will of the Ancestor of All Trees surged once more.

But Xuan had already stood firm.

The light barrier of the Chaos Pearl, like a rock rooted in the void, completely blocked the subsequent oppressive feeling.

The remaining will of the Ancestor of All Trees could no longer get any closer to him.

Shichen withdrew his fingers and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"It's done."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, his gray-white figure disappearing into the emerald green light.

Yang Mei followed closely behind.

Three figures stood at the edge of the Wanmu Ancestral Court, gazing at the boundless green sea.