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Corpse Cliff Mountain was quite far from the current Sacred City, spanning over two hundred thousand miles. Even with Chen Fei’s current speed, it would still take considerable time to reach there.

Arriving at the position near the city wall of the Sacred City, Chen Fei took out the scroll from the Mission Hall for registration and smoothly departed.

Flying thousands of miles in the air, Chen Fei descended and quickly disappeared upon reaching the ground.

Half an hour later, Chen Fei reappeared, ensuring that no one was following him, and continued on his way.

Chen Fei wasn’t particularly worried about being tracked by Mountain Sea Realm experts; with his current perception, he could detect even peak Mountain Sea Realm cultivators attempting to follow him.

However, he was concerned about experts from the Sun Moon Realm trailing behind. Due to the vast disparity in their realms, Chen Fei couldn’t directly sense their presence.

Presently, Chen Fei could only rely on using the Divine Blessing Dream Entry Technique and the warning signs from the Xuanyuan Sword to detect any subtle traces.

Chen Fei hadn’t done anything to betray the Middle Continent or the Sacred City, but in many situations, not doing something didn’t mean there were no consequences.

Moreover, Chen Fei harbored many secrets and preferred not to be seen by Sun Moon Realm experts.

Looking at it now, no one suspected Chen Fei of Duan Suizhi’s death. In his daily life in Thousand Geese City, he kept a low profile, seen by outsiders as a mid-stage Mountain Sea Realm cultivator diligently practicing cultivation.

After reversing the killing of a late-stage Mountain Sea Realm cultivator in such a short time, under normal circumstances, no one would think along these lines.

Moreover, in everyone’s view, Thousand Geese City and Jade Spring Valley had no grievances, at most, it was about the location they both initially chose, which Jade Spring Valley occupied.

But for such a matter to escalate to the extent of murder, it’s still somewhat exaggerated. Besides, Thousand Geese City doesn’t possess that kind of strength.

Flying at low altitude, Chen Fei sensed for any possible monsters around him.

This time, aside from investigating the Void fissure at Corpse Cliff Mountain to see if it was triggered by the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele, Chen Fei also planned to complete several bounty missions.

Exchanging contribution points for the Myriad Bamboo was much cheaper than in the market.

About twenty thousand miles away from the Sacred City, Chen Fei began to activate the Black Divine pattern in the palm of his hand with Dream Realm Power.

According to the information obtained from the Mission Hall, the monsters were undergoing continuous mutations. Besides becoming faster, their ability to conceal themselves had also improved.

Their increased speed was to better encircle and kill humans and monsters, while their enhanced stealth capabilities were likely for engraving altars.

It had become even more difficult for Mountain Sea Realm cultivators to detect the traces of monsters, requiring much closer proximity to perceive anything unusual.

Compared to other Mountain Sea Realm cultivators, Chen Fei found it somewhat easier to locate monsters due to the Divine Blessing Dream Entry Technique and the Black Divine pattern.

Within the Sacred City, Chen Fei cautiously manipulated the Black Divine pattern with the power of the Dream Realm Power, sometimes merely allowing the dream web to passively sense.

Sensitivity could sometimes be reciprocal; hence, he feared making conspicuous movements that could alert other followers of the Black Divine.

While the Divine Blessing Dream Entry Technique was potent, within the entire Middle Continent, controlling the power of the Dream Realm Power was not limited to just this technique, let alone being the most refined and powerful.

Chen Fei could use the dream web in conjunction with the Black Divine pattern to sense others, but he couldn’t guarantee that certain Black Divine loyalists lacked similar abilities.

Currently outside the Sacred City, his opponents had shifted from Mountain Sea Realm cultivators to monsters.

While their strengths were comparable, monsters lacked any discernible intelligence. Normally, they wouldn’t be able to detect Chen Fei at all.

The dream web trembled slightly. According to Chen Fei’s estimation, as long as a monster appeared within a hundred li radius, he would detect it.

Half a day passed as Chen Fei flew tens of thousands of li. The dream web remained silent. Passing through the White Clouds Mountain, Chen Fei glanced downward.

The White Clouds Mountain were quite renowned across the Middle Continent, not because of abundant secret realms or powerful sects residing there, but due to an outrageous love story that caused the ultimate dissolution of a once- prominent sect.

Gossip spread swiftly everywhere, and the Middle Continent was no exception.

Even Chen Fei, back when he was far away in Thousand Geese City, had heard of this story, illustrating the widespread reach of its circulation.

Chen Fei looked up and continued flying forward. By the evening of the next day, he arrived at the boundary of Corpse Cliff Mountain.

Over hundreds of thousands of miles traveled, Chen Fei hadn’t encountered a single monster, as if all monsters had vanished without a trace.

During his previous outings, Chen Fei had still seen monsters wandering about. The current situation seemed somewhat eerie.

Of course, it could also be attributed to Chen Fei heading straight for Corpse Cliff Mountain.

While the hundred-mile range of the dream web seemed large, it was insignificant compared to the vast expanse of the Middle Continent.

Moreover, the number of monsters paled in comparison to humans and other creatures.

What truly posed a challenge was the presence of the Black Divine, who commanded monsters to endless slaughter.

Once the Black Divine restored their power to above the Fifth-Tier, they could likely overwhelm all Sun Moon Realm cultivators and monster kings combined.

Shortly after entering the boundary of Corpse Cliff Mountain, Chen Fei spotted the Flowing City.

Chen Fei had initially thought that Flowing City might be deserted by now, but he soon realized that there were still quite a few humans within the city.

There were no Mountain Sea Realm cultivators present, not even anyone above the mid-stage of the Combined Aperture Tempering realm; the majority were low-level practitioners.

The Sacred City didn’t prohibit humans from entering; even independent cultivators were allowed to step foot within its bounds.

In fact, a specific area had been intentionally constructed within the Sacred City for the use of independent cultivators.

Glancing at Flowing City, Chen Fei chose not to enter and flew directly overhead.

Moments later, he arrived at the mountain gate that had been established here previously by the Sacred Yan Sect.

Compared to his last visit, the place was now completely dilapidated. Before leaving, the Sacred Yan Sect had likely activated their mountain protection array, but now the formation lay shattered.

The entire mountain gate was in disarray, clearly visited by many independent cultivators.

Chen Fei landed in the mountainside where the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele was located. As he looked at the stele, his brow furrowed slightly.

The stele had been deliberately destroyed. It wasn’t clear if it was the work of the Sacred Yan Sect before their departure or of subsequent warriors who had swept through the area.

However, the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele was quite remarkable; even if damaged, it would slowly regenerate on its own.

The damage to the stele from its last destruction was quite severe, with numerous visible cracks still present.

Chen Fei stood below the cave entrance, not in a hurry to ascend because there was someone currently standing in front of the stele, clearly contemplating the Dragon Elephant.

As Chen Fei gazed at the stele, there was no sense of its call, akin to the void, within his perception.

The Dragon Elephant Stone Stele appeared just as it had the first time he saw it, without any unusual sensation.

“When I contemplate my techniques, I prefer not to have others present,” a voice echoed near Chen Fei’s ear.

Xu Pingshan halted his contemplation, turned towards Chen Fei, his tone somewhat unfriendly.

“I wonder, sir, how long do you intend to contemplate?” Chen Fei asked, arching his hand.

Contemplating techniques with outsiders present can indeed be disruptive, a point Chen Fei could understand.

“Whether briefly for three months or as long as a year, return later!” Xu Pingshan waved his sleeve, as if driving away Chen Fei.

Chen Fei frowned slightly; there was nothing particularly special in the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele.

Once one has comprehended the method of cultivation, they can actually begin practicing; there’s no need to spend three months continuously in front of the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele.

“I’ve made myself clear. Why are you still here?”

Xu Pingshan’s tone escalated as Chen Fei remained stationary, his mid-stage Mountain Sea Realm aura permeating the mountainside with the presence of his six Divine Palaces.

“Three months is too long. Could you spare just one day? The outside world is currently unsettled,” Chen Fei pondered briefly, opting for a more diplomatic approach.

“In matters like this, it’s first come, first served. You came later, so you’ll have to wait!” Xu Pingshan retorted coldly.

“But this Dragon Elephant Stone Stele belongs to no one. I only need a day,” Chen Fei’s brow furrowed slightly.

“If you take a day, and someone else comes asking for another day, what then? If everyone does this, how can I contemplate my techniques?”

Xu Pingshan stared at Chen Fei, his voice icy. “Either wait behind me, or defeat me. Then, you can do as you wish with this stele!”

As Xu Pingshan’s words fell, his aura suddenly surged to its peak, faintly emanating the presence of the seventh Divine Palace.

Compared to Zhao Ruizheng, Xu Pingshan was closer to the late-stage Mountain Sea Realm, on the verge of breaking through. With a few years of refinement, he might successfully break through this bottleneck.

Even within his body, his six Divine Palaces seemed partially interconnected by their formations.

While not yet reaching the true late-stage of the Mountain Sea Realm, Xu Pingshan stood at the pinnacle of the mid-stage, which explained his strong confidence.

In his eyes, although Chen Fei was also in the mid-stage of the Mountain Sea Realm, the fact that he came to contemplate the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele indicated he wasn’t from a Sacred Land or a top-tier sect, both of which held complete legacies of the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele.

Since Chen Fei wasn’t from a Sacred Land or a top-tier sect, and his cultivation was lower, Xu Pingshan saw no reason to be polite.

“This is the first time I’ve heard such a request!”

Hearing Xu Pingshan’s words, Chen Fei couldn’t help but chuckle softly. With a swift movement, he arrived at the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele, merely tens of steps away from Xu Pingshan.

“How audacious!”

Seeing Chen Fei’s action, Xu Pingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, lifting his Slaughter Blood Blade.

In an instant, a foul stench pervaded the entire mountainside, and a phantom of a sea of blood emerged behind Xu Pingshan. Within the blood sea, faint eerie screams echoed.

Blood Flame Blade Technique, Surging Blood Sea!

Facing the blood sea, Chen Fei advanced toward Xu Pingshan. The Concealment Bell appeared in Chen Fei’s hand, grasping it firmly as he threw a punch.

“Clang!”

The sound resonated like the deep tolling of a great bell, causing the top of the cave to burst open abruptly.

Xu Pingshan, who had been confident just moments ago, froze in disbelief. In the next instant, the phantom of the blood sea shattered like a mirage.

Completely unable to control himself, Xu Pingshan’s entire body was propelled by a tremendous force, crashing through the cave’s mountain wall. Blood sprayed into the sky, and in a daze, he was flung several miles away.

“Pfft!”

His internal organs felt like they might burst open directly. Xu Pingshan spat out a mist of blood, not daring to give even a fierce glance back, flying frantically into the distance, fearing that Chen Fei might catch up.