The Tempest Belt was very chaotic. Space fragments were everywhere, and chaotic holes were everywhere. Space collapses and collapses happened from time to time. It was very dangerous. Even Soul Formation Realm cultivators could be crushed into powder if they were not careful. Even their Divine Souls would be destroyed.
Even the Soul Formation Realm cultivators in the Central Galaxy would not cross it with their physical bodies. Many of them had died before.
Fortunately, there were navigators in the Star Ocean who were proficient in the Art of Space. They opened up a passage with the experience they had accumulated over the years. This passage connected the Zhuma Planet and the Central Galaxy. One could cross the Tempest Belt by using the Sky Stealer.
"Although the boat is a Fairy Artifact and can pass through the passage of the Tempest Belt instantly, the Immortal Monarch can sense my every move as long as I use this boat, even if he is in the Nine Heavens Deity Realm. So, I'm afraid I can't use it anymore. I have to find a team to pass through! "
Jiang Tian touched his chin and pondered. "I want to get rid of the Immortal Monarch's control. Of course, I have to hide as much as possible!"
The next moment, he put the boat and the Absolute Heaven Sword into the Sky-Devouring Demonic Gourd. Then, he used the Art of Deceiving the Heavens and changed his appearance immediately.
His figure had grown taller, and he was wearing an ordinary cyan robe. His appearance was even more ordinary, and he seemed to have a bit more vitality. His black hair had turned white, and there were a few more fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, making him look even more gloomy.
In the end, even his aura was hidden, like a drop of water in the sea. It was difficult to distinguish and sense him.
Then, he helped Jiang Beibei to change her appearance slightly. She had not started to cultivate yet. The Nine Heavens Deity Realm recognized people by their aura, so it was easy for her to hide.
After doing all this, Jiang Tian raised his head and looked at the sky. His deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate through the boundless starry river, and he saw a simple and unadorned palace. After thinking about it carefully, there didn't seem to be any problems. He stepped on an ordinary flying sword and rushed towards Jiayuan City.
Jiayuan City was one of the largest cities on the Zhuma Planet. There were many courier stations. Also, there were a few enemies of Jiang Tian's from his previous life. Jiang Tian wanted to get rid of them.
…
In the Nine Heavens Deity Realm, purple Qi came from the east. Celestial springs were everywhere. Orchids and celestial flowers were swaying.
In an ordinary palace.
The three words "Undying Hall" were floating above it.
The Immortal Emperor, dressed in an old Taoist robe, was sitting in front of the furnace with his eyes closed. He seemed to be taking a nap or meditating.
Beside him, two green-robed Dao children were fanning themselves.
Suddenly, the Immortal Emperor opened his eyes and looked at the Mortal World.
"Venerable Emperor, it seems that person's aura has disappeared from the Zhuma Star!" A boy said curiously.
The Immortal Emperor's eyes shone with a strange light. He pondered and pinched his fingers for a moment. Suddenly, he smiled and said with contempt and arrogance, "It doesn't matter. Let him be! "
He closed his eyes again and pointed his finger. The pill furnace opened, and brilliant light rushed into the heavens. A silver river fell down, covering a blazing star.
The star fell as if it wanted to escape. However, that star was a fireball shaped like the sun and not a planet or a continent. It was terrifyingly hot and was so big that it seemed like it could fill up a light-year. The space around it was distorted and collapsed. There seemed to be golden crows flying about inside.
The two boys were trembling under the horrible pressure, but the "sun" couldn't get rid of the light. It became smaller and smaller, closer and closer, and finally fell into the furnace.
The Immortal Emperor pointed his finger again and the lid of the furnace closed. It was quiet inside.
"This furnace of pills has been refined for 2,207 years, but it hasn't formed a core embryo yet!"
The two boys took a light breath.
…
As the only ferry connecting the Central Galaxy and the entire southern fringe galaxies, the Zhuma Star was very prosperous, and Jiayuan City was one of the most prosperous cities on this planet.
Palaces and palaces were all over the city. Many cultivators flew through the sky on their flying swords. The sky was filled with dazzling lights.
There were also crystal spaceships with mottled traces taking off and landing. They were loaded with minerals, materials, and specialties from various galaxies. They wanted to make a fortune through the station.
Countless disciples of aristocratic families, elites of sects, and rogue cultivators from the fringe galaxies gathered here, hoping to enter the Central Galaxy.
There were many space pirate gangs, caravans, and businesses all over the planet. There were hundreds of thousands of space coachmen, boatmen, armed escorts, guards, thieves, and robbers who were engaged in legitimate businesses.
Even the lowest laborer had a cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage. This was a place where good and bad people mixed together.
Sun Nian was a person who made a living in the station.
He was a peak-stage Nascent Soul Stage cultivator with a lifespan of more than 3,000 years. He used to be an ancestor-level figure on a planet in the fringe galaxies. However, because of his lust, he offended another Half-Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator, so he had to spend his whole life to make a living here.
After working here for more than 200 years, he only controlled a few thousand cultivators, more than a hundred flying horses, and several large carriages, which formed a "Dragon Gate Caravan Company".
In Jiayuan City, he was only a second or third-rate figure. Naturally, he couldn't be compared to the Dao Ancestor he was on that planet, tyrannical and tyrannical. When the emperors of the human world saw him, they had to kowtow three times and nine times.
And yet, he was still very satisfied and even proud of himself.
It was because he had reached the peak-stage Nascent Soul Stage from the first level of the Nascent Soul Stage in just two hundred years, which was more than two thousand years of hard work on the home planet.
As for the reason, it was because there were too many resources there.
Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were everywhere and there were endless business opportunities. As long as one was willing to work hard, the cultivation resources accumulated in a year would be a hundred times more than on the home planet.
Besides, there were also many Cultivation Arts. On his home planet, people would fight to the death for a Soul Formation Cultivation Art. Being able to get guidance from a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator was like having smoke coming out of their graves.
However, Soul Formation Cultivators weren't rare in this place at all. There would be some popping up in bars and businesses from time to time.
As long as you were good at reading people's faces, flattering them, and being humble and courteous, when the other party was in a good mood, it was very likely that they would casually give you some advice. Often, the problems that you couldn't solve even after pondering for a hundred years on the Ancestral Planet would be easily solved.
His foundation wasn't good enough, so he couldn't live on any planet in the Central Galaxy for a long time.
However, sometimes, because he was transporting cultivators and goods, he could stay in the Central Galaxy for half a month and absorb precious Spirit Qi, which greatly improved his power.
Early in the morning, Sun Nian had eaten some Spirit Grain Porridge and was humming an unknown song. He stepped on his flying sword and flew to the sky above his Dragon Gate Car Dealership. Immediately, his subordinates bowed to him respectfully.
"Good morning, Lord Sun!"
"Good morning, Heavenly Lord!"
…
Sun Nian felt a bit smug after hearing those greetings. Being addressed as "Master" meant that he had some status. Planet Zhuma was a place where all kinds of people lived. It was much more difficult to become an Ancestral Patriarch there than on the home planet.
So, he put on airs and snorted as a greeting.
"Heavenly Lord? You're just an itinerant cultivator from the countryside. How dare you pretend to be a big shot on Planet Zhuma? "
"Bah! You're just a bumpkin from a remote place. You kneel when you see a Divine Lord. How shameless can you be? "
A mocking voice came. That person didn't try to hide it at all and was fearless.
Hearing this voice, Sun Nian's mood instantly turned bad. His face sank, and an urge to kill surged in his chest.
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