Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

The southernmost point of the Mirage Cloud Realm.

Qiankun Prefecture.

This is the hottest place in the entire Mirage Realm; even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth carries a scorching heat.

The continuous mountain range, like the spine of a giant dragon, winds its way to the horizon, and at the deepest part of this mountain range lies a valley known to the world as the "furnace of all things".

Legend has it that beneath this valley lies a molten lava field, where heat waves roll year-round. Even ordinary immortals, if they only approach within a hundred miles, will feel as if they are about to be roasted into dried meat.

Within a radius of 500 miles, apart from some fire-attribute spiritual plants that can grow tenaciously here, all that can be seen is a desolate Gobi desert and crimson rocks.

At this moment, on a crimson hill outside the valley.

The void suddenly distorted, and then a tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the distorted void.

Xia Jin stepped into the void and landed steadily on the hill.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately felt a wave of heat hitting him.

"What kind of place is this?"

Xia Jin frowned, and with a slight circulation of her spiritual energy, the burning sensation instantly dissipated.

The scorching heat here was nothing to him, now that he was at the ninth level of the Great Power Realm.

He looked up into the distance, and all he could see was a crimson wasteland and jagged rocks.

According to the message from the avatar, the entrance to the strange space where the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell are located should be nearby.

Thinking of the Eastern Emperor Bell, Xia Jin's heart involuntarily quickened.

The incomplete Eastern Emperor Bell within his sea of ​​consciousness was only missing two final fragments.

Once these two fragments are found, this legendary, top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which combines offense and defense, can be restored to its complete form in his hands.

In the myths and legends of Xia Jin's previous life, the Eastern Emperor Bell was a supreme innate treasure with boundless power, capable of suppressing the primordial chaos.

"No matter what, I must obtain this complete Eastern Emperor Bell!" A blazing light flashed in Xia Jin's eyes.

He was absolutely confident that with his current strength at the ninth level of the Great Power Realm, and with the added blessing of the complete Eastern Emperor Bell, he would be able to protect himself even when facing those high-ranking Saint Realm experts in the Mirage Cloud Realm.

Self-preservation.

It may not sound like much, but in the Mirage Realm, where the strong rule and the weak are prey to the strong, being able to survive in front of a saint is something that countless people can only look up to.

Moreover, he is still young.

He will surely enter the sacred realm in the future.

"However, obtaining the remaining fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell this time will probably not be easy!" Xia Jin's expression turned serious.

He sensed the message from the avatar, but the message did not go as smoothly as he had expected.

The avatar had already entered the small world where the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell were stored, but the person who came was not only Xia Jin's avatar, but also several top experts in the nearby area.

Now, three powerful experts at the Great Power Realm have followed closely behind and entered that world.

"The three powerful figures are not a concern, but..." Xia Jin narrowed her eyes.

With the current strength of his avatar, he was not afraid of those three powerful beings.

But that's not what Xia Jin is worried about.

What he was worried about was whether the avatar and the three powerful beings' actions would cause even bigger trouble.

For example, the existence of the Holy Realm.

This is the Mirage Realm. Although Saint-level experts are rare, each one is a terrifying being capable of discerning heavenly secrets and perceiving things across vast distances. If we were to attract the attention of a Saint, things would become very troublesome.

By then, the difficulty for him to obtain the remaining fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell will increase exponentially.

When a sage takes action, it is not something he can easily contend with at present.

"We must reunite with our avatar as soon as possible!!"

Xia Jin took a deep breath, having already made up her mind.

He must quickly send his true form into that realm to reunite with his avatar. Then, he must find the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell and piece it back together as soon as possible.

As long as Donghuang Zhong recovers, even if he really alarms the Sage, he will still have the ability to protect himself.

What will become of the sages then?

If he can't win, he'll just run away. Xia Jin has never been the kind of person who would suffer for the sake of saving face.

Having made up her mind, Xia Jin no longer hesitated.

He closed his eyes slightly, and a vast divine consciousness surged out of his sea of ​​consciousness like a tide, spreading wildly in all directions.

The divine sense of a ninth-level Great Power Realm cultivator is terrifying. Almost instantly, every blade of grass, every tree, every grain of sand, and every stone within a radius of hundreds of miles was clearly imprinted into Xia Jin's perception.

"Um?"

Xia Jin suddenly opened her eyes and looked straight in the northwest direction.

There, about two hundred miles away, his divine sense detected an unusual spatial fluctuation.

"Found it, that's it!"

Xia Jin smiled slightly and put on the familiar bronze mask.

The next moment, his figure began to become illusory, as if it had merged into the void.

Two hundred miles away.

An incredibly huge, fiery red sycamore tree stands on the wasteland.

Xia Jin's figure slowly appeared in front of the sycamore tree.

He looked up at the towering ancient tree, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"I never expected that such an ancient spiritual plant would be hidden here. It's probably rare even in the Mirage Cloud Realm. If I'm not mistaken, this phoenix tree is at least ten thousand years old."

"Huh? What's this?" Xia Jin's gaze quickly shifted from the huge sycamore tree to a vortex next to it.

This spatial vortex is located at the thick roots of the sycamore tree, where the color is similar to the trunk. If you don't look closely, it's easy to mistake it for the texture of the trunk.

"That's right! This must be the entrance to the world where the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell is located!!"

A glint flashed in Xia Jin's eyes. Just as he was about to take a step, a sharp whooshing sound rang in his ears!

"Whoosh!"

A crimson spear was planted straight in the ground three feet in front of Xia Jin.

"Stop!" A strong voice came from the side, with a hint of warning in its tone.

"This is the territory of my Holy Flame Sect. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to approach. Please leave immediately!"

Xia Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression turning icy cold as he turned his head to look.

On a reddish-brown rock not far away, a small team of more than ten people, dressed in vermilion armor, stood in neat rows.

The leader was a lean, stern-faced middle-aged man. His hands were empty, indicating that the spear he had just thrown was the one he had thrown.

Half-step into the Great Power Realm.

Xia Jin's gaze swept over the middle-aged man, and she saw through his background completely.

A half-step Great Power is already considered an extraordinary expert among ordinary cultivators, but unfortunately, he is far from being a match for him now.

"Get lost." Xia Jin was too lazy to waste words with these people. She just glanced at them coldly and uttered a single word.

The lean man at the head of the group suddenly changed his expression, a surge of anger rising on his face.

He had roamed Qiankun Prefecture for many years, relying on the prestige of the Sacred Flame Sect, and had never been so disrespected before. How dare this mysterious man wearing a bronze mask speak to him in such a tone?

"Hmph! You dare tell me to get lost?" The lean man sneered, and with a flick of his right hand, the spear that had been stuck in front of Xia Jin flew back into his hand. He turned the spear tip and pointed it directly at Xia Jin.

"Since you won't listen to reason, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Let's all work together and capture this arrogant fool, taking him back to the Holy Flame Sect. I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

He suddenly waved his hand, and the dozen or so cultivators behind him, dressed in crimson armor, raised their spears, their bodies simultaneously bursting into crimson flames.

Drawn by some kind of energy, it all converged on the lean man at the head, and the spear in his hand began to burn with a layer of golden flames.

"kill!"

The lean man shouted, and a golden light shone forth.

The spear pierced the air.

Xia Jin stood still, motionless, until the spear was less than three feet from his chest.

"Hmph." A soft snort.

Xia Jin's face showed a hint of disdain and indifference.

He, who had appeared to be an ordinary person, suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura that pressed down on his opponent.

"Thump, thump!"

The flames on the spear burning with golden flames were extinguished instantly, and the spear itself broke in two under the crushing force of that aura.

The dozen or so members of the Holy Flame Sect immediately knelt down.

Fear, fear that comes from the depths of the soul.

The lean man knelt on the ground, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Only now did he realize what kind of being he had just provoked.

This aura is truly powerful!

And he was by no means an ordinary powerful being!

In this Qiankun Prefecture, he could count the number of powerful figures who possessed such terrifying aura on his fingers.

"Senior...Senior, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I didn't know I had offended you. Please forgive me..." The lean man swallowed hard and quickly begged for forgiveness. His voice was trembling, and all traces of his previous arrogance were gone.

Xia Jin paid no attention to the other person; he was in a hurry and needed to enter that world as soon as possible.

"Hmph! Is this ever going to end?!" Xia Jin sensed a sudden presence and her eyes grew even more impatient.

Yes, someone else has arrived.

Moreover, the newcomer is far stronger than the people in front of them.

"Isn't your behavior a bit excessive?" an aged voice came from afar.

A streak of red light appeared on the horizon and landed in front of the sycamore tree in the blink of an eye.

As the light faded, a burly figure was revealed.

This man was dressed in a long, bright red robe, with fiery red hair, a long beard reaching his chest, and two tiger-like eyes that seemed to flicker with flames.

Fifth level of the Great Power Realm.

Xia Jin could see through the other party's cultivation level at a glance.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master, save me!"

When the disciples of the Holy Flame Sect who were kneeling on the ground saw the newcomer, they were overjoyed as if they had seen a savior, and tears welled up in their eyes.

The lean man quickly scrambled to his feet and respectfully bowed to the red-robed elder: "Sect Master, this man has trespassed into the forbidden area of ​​our Holy Flame Sect and even injured our disciples. Please, Sect Master, do justice for our disciples!"

The old man in the red robe glanced at everyone, then looked up at Xia Jin.

"I am Chi Liantian, the sect leader of the Holy Fire Sect. This is my Holy Fire Sect's territory. Your actions are far too disrespectful to me."