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Xuan Du pondered for a moment and asked:

"When you approached it back then, did you sense the source of that aura?"

Yang Mei shook her head slightly.

"no."

"That aura was hidden too well, as if it was deliberately concealed by something."

"I can sense its existence, but I cannot pinpoint its exact location."

All I know is that it's deep in that area.

"You can find it by crossing that storm and rift valley."

Xuandu remained silent for a moment.

In the deepest reaches of chaos, in an unnamed secret realm, the aura is concealed.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan with Yang Mei.

That area is indeed extraordinary.

"How confident are you that you can get through that area?"

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

He gazed at Xuandu and remained silent for a moment.

"If it were just me, it would be 30%."

"If you add your Chaos Pearl, it's 70%."

"If we add the Great Dao of Time, it's ninety percent."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

"Then go and call the time."

"It's always safer for three people to travel together than for two."

Yang Mei nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The bluish-gray figure slowly walked towards the central floating land.

Xuan Du stood on the stone platform, watching the departing figure, his gaze as calm as ever.

A moment later, two figures sped towards the central floating land.

One was bluish-gray, the other grayish-white.

Yang Mei is in front, and Shichen is behind.

Shi Chen stood before Xuan Du, a faint silver light flickering in his turbid eyes.

He bowed slightly, his voice low, yet carrying a certainty that hundreds of millions of yuan would eventually be settled.

"Master, Fellow Daoist Yang Mei has already spoken to me."

"This disciple is willing to go with Master."

Xuandu gazed at him, sensing the profound and restrained fluctuations of the Great Dao of Time surrounding him.

"Are you aware of the dangers in that area?"

Shichen nodded slightly.

"Know."

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei said that the area is filled with chaotic storms and void rifts, and even a half-step Hunyuan Taiji might not be able to escape unscathed."

"But I am confident."

"Although the Great Dao of Time cannot directly break through the storm, it can solidify the trajectory of those cracks."

"Even if it's just for a moment, it's enough for Master to pass through with the Chaos Pearl."

Xuandu looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

"Your cultivation level hasn't yet broken through to the Primordial Taiji stage. If you forcibly solidify the storm in that area, won't it damage your foundation?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Chen was slightly taken aback.

A faint silver light flickered deep within those murky eyes.

He did not answer immediately, but remained silent for a moment.

He then spoke, his voice carrying a solemnity that even he himself might not have realized.

"meeting."

"If the storm in that area is too fierce, I will indeed need to expend my source power."

"But as a disciple who has cultivated for billions of years, the Great Dao of Time is already etched into my instincts."

"Even if some of my essence is consumed, I can recover after a period of rest."

"Compared to letting Fellow Daoist Yang Mei be stuck at that threshold forever, this price is nothing."

Xuan Du looked at him but said nothing more.

He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back on the stone platform.

Looking towards the surging chaos in the west, his voice was as calm as still water.

"Then let's go."

"You will come with me."

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, please lead the way."

"The timing will be crucial for our support."

"The three of them traveled together, through the three storm belts, and across the void rift."

"Go and find the source of that aura."

As soon as he finished speaking, 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 west.

Yang Mei followed closely behind, her gray-blue Taoist robe billowing slightly in the wind.

He gazed at the figure in blue ahead, a faint light flickering in his bright eyes.

He had been adrift in this chaos for far too long.

So long ago, he had forgotten when the last time someone was willing to accompany him into that dangerous place was.

Shichen stood at the very back, a silver light swirling deep within his murky eyes.

The Great Dao of Time flowed silently around him, like an invisible thread slowly extending into the void.

His senses were more acute than Yang Mei's, and he could always react to the slightest fluctuations in the chaotic energy a fraction of an instant in advance.

Three figures moved through that vast, chaotic expanse.

The further west 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.

After traveling for an unknown period of time, the chaotic energy ahead suddenly cleared up.

A dark gray storm band stretched across the void.

Within that storm belt, the dark gray air currents swirled wildly, each strand carrying a terrifying power capable of tearing through the void.

Void rifts loomed within, waiting to devour any living thing that approached.

Yang Mei stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with a heavy sense of unease about the billions of yuan that would be involved.

"This is the first chaotic storm belt."

"Go through it, there are two more pieces behind it."

"Each one is more dangerous than the last."

"That's where I stopped back then."

Xuan Du stood beside him, gazing at the surging gray-black storm and sensing the terrifying power contained within it.

The pressure of the mid-stage Hunyuan Taiji naturally emanated from his body, pushing away all the air currents at the edge of the storm zone.

"How far could one travel by passing directly through the light barrier of the Chaos Pearl?"

Yang Mei remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"If one were to use the Chaos Pearl for protection and forcefully pass through with Master's mid-stage Hunyuan Taiji cultivation, one could probably make it about 70% of the way through."

"With the remaining 30%, the power of the storm will exceed the Chaos Pearl's tolerance limit. At that time, the Great Dao of Time will be needed to stabilize the trajectory of those cracks."

"That brief pause was enough for Master to pass through with the Chaos Pearl."

Xuan Du nodded and said nothing more.

He stepped into the gray-black storm belt.

The light curtain of the Chaos Pearl suddenly intensified around him, and forty-nine Chaos Restrictions lit up simultaneously.

The gray-black air currents that were powerful enough to tear through the void vanished silently the moment they touched the light screen.

But the deeper you go, the more violent the storms become.

Subtle tremors began to appear on the light screen, and the gray-black air currents cut and tore at the barrier of the Chaos Pearl.

Xuan Du remained expressionless and continued forward.

Yang Mei followed closely behind, the Great Dao of Space flowing silently around him, isolating all the remaining pressure a few feet away.

Shichen stood at the very back, his cloudy eyes fixed on the surging gray-black storm ahead.

He slightly raised his withered fingers, the tips of which gleamed with silver light.

"Master, there is a crack about three miles ahead that is about to close."

"At the speed of the Chaos Pearl, it can pass through that rift."

Xuan didn't turn around, but simply nodded slightly.

He stepped forward, and the light curtain of the Chaos Pearl passed through the closing rift.

A dark gray storm suddenly closed in behind him.