The light faded from Yan Zhaoge's pupils as they regained their calm.
He stood up from the ground once more.
Yan Zhaoge's movements were very peaceful, not emanating any power at all.
Still, accompanied by this movement of his, the entire Myriad Dragon Palace shook.
The vast space outside the palace seemed to shake along with it as well.
While Yan Zhaoge's movements seemed ordinary, there seemed to be a feeling of returning to simplicity within.
Accompanied by his will, numerous profound patterns of light instantly surfaced on the surface of his entire body.
A powerful, blazing aura that caused one's heart to tremble surged from every single one of Yan Zhaoge's acupoints.
The light on Yan Zhaoge's body was bright at times whilst dim at others, resembling the numerous flickering stars in the night sky.
Within the Myriad Dragon Palace, Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu and Xiao Ai all halted their cultivation, clicking their tongues in wonder as they looked at Yan Zhaoge.
Xiao Ai propped her cheeks with her hands, her mouth agape as she only sighed in admiration after a while, "Young Master, you have clearly yet to break through space and see true Divinity. Why does it feel like you have already refined an internal universe of your own?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "An illusory yet still unreal internal universe."
There were peak martial arts, an oceanic amount of pills from the Profound Sky Purple Gold Furnace as well as many treasures that he had accumulated previously.
With all these factors working in tandem, Yan Zhaoge himself had successfully advanced further today.
Qi and blood, fleshly body, soul, thoughts, martial true intent, all merged as one, becoming indistinguishable from one another.
The third level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Merging Avatar stage!
The path of cultivating the Three Pure Daos was much harder than other Martial Daos.
Still, as soon as he took a step forward, Yan Zhaoge's strength would similarly experience a massive increase.
He exhaled deeply, the radiance flickering on his body instantly vanishing as that domineering, shocking aura was retracted as well.
Yan Zhaoge stretched his muscles, "Done."
He waved his hand, the Internal Crystal Furnace flying before him.
Yan Zhaoge clapped on the Internal Crystal Furnace, its lid opening as a streak of purple light flew out from within.
A dark green bamboo cane lay quietly within the Internal Crystal Furnace, besides the lustrous purple light flickering on its surface, there was nothing special about it at all.
Carefully appraising the bamboo cane, Yan Zhaoge smiled, closing the lid once more.
He walked out of the great hall and sat on Pan-Pan's head. He gazed at the chaotic space before him, recording the changes within as he unceasingly analyzed them.
"For Gao Qing and the others to be able to return to the Roving Jade Heavens so quickly, it shouldn't be just because they were instructed by their seniors before they left the Roving Jade Heavens and knew what to do in such a situation."
Yan Zhaoge pondered, "The Roving Jade Heavens themselves should have their own unique characteristics."
"Gao Qing and the others are very confident that once they enter the Roving Jade Heavens, it will be difficult for the Buddhists to track them. Or, if they bring them into the Roving Jade Heavens and kill them, it will be difficult for the Buddhists to discover them. This should be because of the uniqueness of the Roving Jade Heavens, and not because of the Profound Sovereign or the Dragon Spring Emperor."
This might be because the world itself was special, or it might be because there was some kind of treasure buried and suppressed in the Roving Jade Heaven all year round.
As Yan Zhaoge pondered, he analysed the changes in the space before him, searching for a way to return to the other side of the 'wall'.
In the following days, Yan Zhaoge's life was spent between cultivation and searching for a path.
Within the Myriad Dragon Palace, Feng Yunsheng and the others were supported by numerous elixirs, miraculous medicines, resources and treasures as they cultivated wholeheartedly.
The passage of time was unknown within the mountains as another half a year quickly passed.
One day, after unceasing projections, Yan Zhaoge gradually formed a plan within his heart.
His eyes grew brighter and brighter as he suddenly leapt up, extending his finger and writing within the air.
Pan-Pan halted, the Northern Ocean Clone exiting the Myriad Dragon Palace as well, coordinating with Yan Zhaoge as they wrote one rune after another amidst the darkness of space.
After a long time, when the glowing runes filled the air, surrounding Yan Zhaoge and the others, Yan Zhaoge stopped.
The dense glowing runes revolved and converged amidst space, gradually forming a massive vortex.
At the bottom of the vortex, space distorted. It was no longer dark as it instead emanated bright indescribable radiance which virtually illuminated the surrounding space.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "Yes, this is the first time I've used this method. It is still not perfect enough, the disturbance it has caused is rather big."
"There is still room for improvement. It can still be simplified further."
As he muttered, Yan Zhaoge returned to the top of Pan-Pan's head before lightly patting the big fella beneath him, "Let's go."
Pan-Pan roared, his four claws galloping as he carried the Myriad Dragon Palace and Yan Zhaoge along as he shot headfirst into the infinite radiance at the bottom of that vortex.
When the radiance dissipated once more, dark space reappeared before Yan Zhaoge's eyes.
There seemed to be no difference from the scenes from earlier, causing one to easily suspect whether they were still stuck in the world of Buddhism.
Still, Yan Zhaoge knew that he had already successfully returned to the other side of the 'wall', returning to where he had originally been, the world of Daoism where the World beyond Worlds and the Eight Extremities World were located.
Having returned to this side, it would be much easier to return to the World beyond Worlds.
Still, the act of flipping the 'wall' was still somewhat affected somewhat.
While he had returned to this side, the space where Yan Zhaoge resided was folding and overturning unceasingly, producing various wrinkles that made it very hard for him to directly return to the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory according to the signs he had left behind in the World beyond Worlds.
Yan Zhaoge did not panic as he drifted along with the flow, finding a wound of the sky before entering it.
When he finally saw the green sky of the World beyond Worlds after traversing the wound of the sky, he felt rather gratified.
Feeling the flow of time in the World beyond Worlds and comparing it to the flow of time when he had been drifting through space earlier, Yan Zhaoge nodded satisfactorily, "It is not much different from what I had calculated earlier."
Still having a lot of time, Yan Zhaoge began investigating where he had ended up this time.
Yan Zhaoge quickly found a place with people in the vicinity, going over to ask about it.
The World beyond Worlds was really too big. While it had a common language, there were also many different accents and dialects due to the differences in geography.
Yan Zhaoge spent some time to ascertain where he was currently. It was where the northeastern Sky Heaven Territory intersected with the eastern Vast Heaven Territory.
There was still quite a distance to travel from the southeastern Blazing Heaven Territory as he would have to head south and traverse the entire eastern Vast Heaven Territory.
Yan Zhaoge was not concerned about this as he directly set off.
Still, just as he was about to move, his footsteps slowed.
Yan Zhaoge's gaze involuntarily fell on a person in the distance.
It was a skinny young man who was handsome to the extreme and had an outstanding demeanour as he was an unforgettable sight to onlookers.
While he did not intentionally reveal it, he did not intentionally conceal it either. His cultivation base was rather outstanding as he was already at the third level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Merging Avatar stage.
From Yan Zhaoge's discernment ability, this person should only be a step away from the fourth level of the Martial Saint realm.
Still, this was not the reason why Yan Zhaoge halted.
What he was concerned about was that besides the difference in gender, this man's appearance was completely the same as Sikong Qing's.
Another 'Sikong Qing'. (To be continued.)
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