Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

In the void of the Boundary Sea, the Dharma Ark locked onto a small plane that emitted faint life fluctuations.

Bai Liming skillfully manipulated the array plate, beginning to record basic information such as the spatial coordinates, energy level, and signs of life in this plane, and simultaneously reported it to Jiuge.com.

"Recorded, Dimension D, numbered Seven Stars~D~114514, low spiritual energy, primitive tribal civilization, with meager faith power, and relatively fast time flow. Observation is recommended."

While taking notes, Baili Ming patiently explained each step of the angel's operation to Shen Moyan.

"These types of planes are not very valuable; it is sufficient to record their coordinates and observe their evolution."

Shen Moyan nodded, having a clear understanding of the procedure.

The boundary sea is boundless, and the planes are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. For ease of management, the various celestial authorities divide the planes into four levels: A, B, C, and D, according to their level of civilization.

Those like Ding and others, such as those in the Great Qi Martial World, have exhausted their spiritual energy and their Daoist techniques are not manifest. Even the strongest among them are no more than those who gather Qi.

Occasionally they may transcend the mortal realm, but they pose no threat to the Holy Court and are as insignificant as ants.

In the vast martial arts world, the emergence of a peerless figure like Shen Moyan is a once-in-a-millennium event.

Category C: These entities have already spawned beings that threaten cultivators at the Transcendent Realm, or the entire civilization can rely on external objects to injure cultivators at the Purple Mansion Realm. They require monitoring.

As for the second-tier, Shen Moyan's gaze swept across the map to the planes with their majestic aura and relatively well-established rules.

These planes have stable lineages, can produce warriors at the Purple Mansion Realm, and have certain means to connect with other planes.

Such civilizations should be treated with caution. The patrolling angels often infiltrate intelligence first, then log onto the Nine Songs Network, allowing the Holy Court monks to conquer them.

As for Grade A, these planes have profound foundations, unique rules, and may even have given birth to beings comparable to the Guicang Realm.

Their civilization itself is a threat, and the Celestials are always extremely cautious about it.

Shen Moyan felt a chill run down his spine; this ranking system was too simplistic and crude.

This reveals the Holy Court's domineering nature of "survival of the fittest" and "prosperity for the compliant and ruin for the rebellious."

"By the way, the spacetime in the Boundary Sea is disordered, and the flow of time in some planes is vastly different from that in the Mountain and Sea Realm," Baili Ming added.

"Perhaps a day of our patrol could be a thousand years in that place."

Therefore, strategies must be flexible when dealing with different dimensions.

Baili Ming held up three fingers: "We, the various Heavenly Bureaus, generally adopt three methods."

"First, purification: completely eradicate the malignant tumors that are hostile, difficult to teach, or may pollute other dimensions, and remove their origin."

"Second, enslavement: suppress the will to resist those who are valuable but unruly, and make them vassals of the Holy Court; third..."

He paused, then took out a small flag, about the size of a palm, embroidered with mountain and sea cloud patterns on its surface, and with its pole engraved with mysterious talismans:

"Plant the flag and leave your mark, then observe the situation."

"For certain lower-level planes with potential or extremely fast time flow, mainly those of level D and level C, this 'Mountain and Sea Flag' can be inserted into the core origin of their plane during the initial stage of their civilization."

"This flag will not interfere with the natural development of the plane, but it can subtly guide its Daoist principles to evolve in a direction that is beneficial to the Mountain and Sea Realm, and imprint it with the mark of the Holy Court."

"Is it like sowing seeds and fertilizing, shaping the plant, and then harvesting it after it matures?" Shen Moyan asked.

"That's right, this is the method with the lowest cost and the longest-term benefits."

Having said that, Baili Ming controlled the magic boat and locked onto the D-level plane in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, watch carefully. I will use this realm as an example to demonstrate for you."

The Dharma Boat penetrated the dimensional barrier, concealed itself above the clouds, and entered the dimensional plane numbered Seven Stars~Ding~114514.

The mountains and rivers of the continent below are faintly visible, with a faint trace of life.

Baili Ming made a hand seal, and the Mountain and Sea Banner transformed into a stream of light, ignoring spatial distance, and directly disappeared into the depths of the earth, quietly merging with the origin of the plane.

The entire process was silent and unnoticed by the creatures in the world below.

"Alright, this boundary has been marked."

"Perhaps some interesting Daoist resources will emerge after thousands of years."

Bai Liming said calmly, as if a farmer had just planted a rice seedling in the field.

However, Shen Moyan, who was standing to the side, had a strange expression when he sensed the Daoist charm flowing on the Mountain and Sea Banner.

This aura feels somewhat familiar.

He asked casually, "Senior Baili, this Mountain and Sea Banner is exquisitely designed. May I ask which master craftsman within the department created it?"

Baili Ming, without suspecting anything, casually replied:

"This flag is uniformly produced by the Strategy Hall and is regularly distributed to the various celestial offices in different states for use."

"What, Fellow Daoist Shen, are you also interested in the Dao of Battle?"

Shen Moyan understood; it was indeed an official institution of the Holy Court.

It seems that the "Great Array for Refining the Spirit of All Beings" of the Wild Goose Formation True Lord was not his original creation.

Instead, it was a derivative or rather a radical modification of the "Shan Hai Qi" (mountain and sea flag).

"I only have a superficial understanding of formations, and I hope you won't laugh at me, senior." Shen Moyan suppressed the turmoil in his heart and remained calm.

Baili Ming nodded, said no more, and steered the magic boat away from the newly marked plane.

But then, the magic boat approached another plane that exuded chaos and bloodlust.

Baili Ming's expression was strange.

The recorded information changed to: "Level B plane, number 350234, demonic energy erosion, civilization collapse, breeding of demonic creatures, with the risk of spreading, marked as 'to be purified'."

"This is truly strange. We clearly sent people to clean it up a few days ago, so why is another demonic dimension still being created?"

Just as Baili Ming was wondering, Shen Moyan's gaze was unconsciously drawn to a distant area.

It was not a monochrome or chaotic halo of ordinary dimensions, but a strange space with five colors and shimmering light.

The colors flowed and intertwined slowly as if they were alive, exuding an ancient and desolate Daoist charm.

Its very existence is incompatible with the active dimensional ocean surrounding it.

"Senior Baili, that five-colored area is..." Shen Moyan couldn't help but point in that direction and ask.

However, before he could finish speaking, he keenly sensed that Baili Ming's aura suddenly tightened beside him!

This usually calm and collected senior patrol angel's expression changed drastically the moment he looked at the five-colored area.

"Don't make a sound! Don't look at Him!"

Do not look directly at it! Do not recite it!

Baili Ming's voice was filled with unprecedented fear and severity.

He suddenly waved his hand, unleashing a burst of spiritual light, attempting to forcibly deflect the Dharma Boat's course and pull it away from its original path.

Until that area disappeared from the map, Baili Ming lowered his voice, spoke very quickly, and with deep apprehension.

"That's the Five-Colored Heavenly Realm!"

"The ancient mountains and seas, a forbidden zone created jointly by five Fate Masters! Not a plane, but the burial place of everything in the ancient mountains and seas, the forbidden land of Armor!"

"Five Fate Masters? The Forbidden Area of ​​Armor?" Shen Moyan was greatly shocked.

"They were once ranked alongside the Four Celestial Lords, but were even more ancient beings, and have long since perished!"

Bai Liming said in a heavy tone, "It is said that the reason for its demise involves a great secret of heaven and earth, which the higher-ups are reluctant to discuss."

"That five-colored celestial realm is their legacy, or rather, their tomb!"

"It's filled with the lingering Daoist aura of the fallen Fate Master, and holds an unknown terror..."

He stared intently at Shen Moyan and warned:

"The Holy Court strictly forbids anyone whose official rank has not reached the Seventh Profound Realm from approaching the Five-Colored Heavenly Realm. Once, True Monarch Gui Cang, overconfident in his cultivation, attempted to enter to seek opportunities, but his presence was immediately erased from spacetime!"

"If it weren't for the Origin Preaching Stele recording his Daoist essence, he would have been forgotten by everyone long ago."

"Remember this: curiosity can kill you! Remember this!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Moyan felt a chill run down his spine.

The Seven Mysterious Official Ranks are already high-ranking positions within the Heavenly Bureau, with the lowest level being the Tribulation Realm.

Just as his thoughts were racing, Fazhou suddenly sounded a loud alarm.

Looking at the map, Baili Ming turned completely pale.

Shen Moyan didn't look up, but just stared at the map. Within a radius of several hundred light-years, there were no other planes or worlds.

They crossed the Five-Colored Heavenly Realm and arrived at an even more bizarre sky.