Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Following the small sword, Shen Yuan cautiously wandered around this palace-like building, only to find many damaged parts and no living creatures.

Shen Yuan was extremely puzzled inside.

His original intent was to analyze the secret skill that Huangsheng Sect used to forcibly borrow the Shen Family’s fortunes and possibly recover that half of the fortunes.

Who would have thought he’d be inexplicably brought here directly!

Although he couldn’t confirm where this building was, he vaguely guessed that this was definitely not Huangsheng Sect.

Despite its damaged state, this building still exuded a supreme aura.

This aura was something he had only felt when Shen Wen’an and Shen Chongming broke through to the Golden Core, emanating from the Spiritual Qi that descended from the Celestial Gate.

"Could it be that the secret skill of borrowing fortunes that Huangsheng Sect holds is an Immortal Skill?!"

A strange thought suddenly popped up in Shen Yuan’s mind.

This thought was immediately dismissed by him.

If Huangsheng Sect had such an opportunity and obtained an Immortal Skill, why would they go to great lengths to borrow half of the Shen Family’s fortunes?

Getting hold of an Immortal Skill would at least require Huangsheng Sect to have fortunes that reach the sky; the Shen Family’s half wouldn’t even begin to suffice.

As Shen Yuan was bemused, he suddenly felt the building where his Divine Sense resided shake abruptly several times.

Soon after, he felt as though a sharp gaze was casting down from above.

Attached to the purple small sword, his Divine Sense cautiously swept across the top of the building, where Shen Yuan was astonished to find a gigantic eye scrutinizing the hall where he was.

Whoosh!

Seeing that horrifying eye already noticed his Divine Sense attached to the purple small sword, Shen Yuan quickly maneuvered the small sword to escape elsewhere!

However, in the next moment, the entire building began to violently shake!

Shen Yuan even clearly felt the whole structure continuously flipping and jittering.

He could faintly hear some bizarre noises echoing.

"Strange..."

"How suddenly is there a purple small sword appearing here, seeming to even have Divine Sense fluctuations?"

On the vast sea, a disheveled and filthy figure holding a delicate miniature palace rocked it while murmuring.

The building shook for quite a while before gradually coming to a stop.

After Shen Yuan maneuvered the small sword out from hiding, his Divine Sense furtively swept the shattered dome, finding the terrifying eyes from before already gone, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

As he was about to leave this strange building, he suddenly noticed a pristine white Jade Disc of several meters long mysteriously appearing in the center of the previously empty hall!

Curious, Shen Yuan directed the purple small sword close to the Jade Disc and cautiously scrutinized its surroundings.

He vaguely guessed the Jade Disc was likely hidden somewhere beforehand.

The reason it fell into the hall now may be due to the violent shaking of the entire building earlier.

After confirming nothing dangerous in the vicinity, Shen Yuan immediately split off a strand of Divine Sense to attempt deciphering the text on the Jade Disc.

Just as his Divine Sense touched the Jade Disc, an oddly loud sound like an ancient bell suddenly exploded in his perception!

Following this, that sound oscillated between highs and lows, continuously reverberating...

Yunshui City, inside Black Water Pavilion.

Sitting cross-legged, Shen Yuan felt that his Divine Spirit seemed to have detached from his body, continuously ascending higher and higher, ultimately reaching a peculiar place filled with rosy clouds and encircled by purple Qi.

Even after his Divine Spirit arrived here, he still sat cross-legged, as though his entire body was completely sealed by some force, unable to move even his eyeballs.

The passage of time became uncertain, Shen Yuan glimpsed a vibrant cloud slowly drifted over from afar in the corner of his eye.

The cloud silently landed not far from his left side.

"Oh?"

"Another unfamiliar fellow..."

A voice emanated from the left, Shen Yuan’s whole body tensed, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, the void in front of him ushered another cloud swiftly floating over.

That cloud landed to his right position, and soon after, a voice resembling a child’s spoke.

"Not completely unfamiliar, this fellow borrowed the Dao Disc of Yu Jingzi."

"It’s been a while since Yu Jingzi appeared, wonder where he’s off enjoying himself."

As the child’s voice fell, the voice from the left, gender indiscernible, paused for a moment and sneered: "Yu Jingzi’s sneaky ways, likely he’s been beaten to pieces, his Dao Disc left behind for this fellow to find."

With those words, the voice queried again: "Why don’t you say, am I right or not?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan’s heart sank immediately.

It was apparent that he was being asked.

Failing to respond, would it offend them?

But now, with his whole body constrained, Shen Yuan couldn’t respond even if he wanted to.

"Don’t trouble him."

Just then, the child’s voice reiterated.

"This fellow clearly is here for the first time, probably not yet adapted to the pressure of this place, hence unable to speak."

"Alright, get settled for now; coming here isn’t easy. Hope there’s gain this time."

Following the child’s remarks, the person from the left seemed to lose interest in Shen Yuan and fell silent.

At this moment, Shen Yuan finally relaxed his heart, feeling immense gratitude toward the child on his right!

Though his Divine Soul Body was constrained, his perception remained intact.

He could distinctly sense the presence on both sides, where the unintentional aura exuded from them stirred his Divine Spirit inherently.

Imagining, if the person on the left deemed him arrogant and unpleasant, perhaps challenging him to a duel.