Imperial Cultivation

Divine Essence circulated.

Super Sensing Illumination.

The Divine Essence blocked those eight gazes, injecting into the Abyssal Waters.

Super Sensing Illumination in the Abyss.

Divine Essence and Super Sense once again merged in the abyss, becoming one.

Divine Eye formed.

Everything before him began to change.

A wisp of Green Silk drifted from his palm, the very silk just suppressed under Li Hongzhao’s Little Demon Suppression Divine Tree.

The three-meter-long thin silk floated gracefully in the air.

The Divine Eye saw it slowly drift farther and farther, until it entered a hand.

This hand was delicate, jade-like, exuding a gentle glow, resembling a carving of mutton fat jade.

At a glance, it was known to be a woman’s hand.

Observing the hand, there was a faint sense that it belonged to an unparalleled beauty.

This was an indescribable feeling.

Chu Zhiyuan’s spirit was lifted.

He too had a faint feeling that through the Divine Eye, he could see more this time.

With the Divine Eye activated, he concentrated, continuing to look, seeing the snow-white wrist, the well-proportioned and graceful arm, the slender and elegant snow-white neck, until he finally saw a beautiful face.

This beautiful face was indifferent, with eyes sparkling like cold stars.

This radiance, however, was cold, like starlight in winter.

She was looking down at that Green Silk, watching it wrap around her jade fingers like a child reluctant to part. Her cold face showed a faint smile.

With a gentle flick of her jade fingers, the Green Silk spun through the air into a beautiful petal shape, before she flicked her sleeve.

The Green Silk instantly soared skyward.

Seeing this beautiful face, Chu Zhiyuan’s mind was undisturbed, and the Divine Eye continued its insight.

Watching her chase away the Green Silk, watching her turn around gracefully and return to her residence.

The Divine Eye expanded, and the residence shrank rapidly, the surrounding buildings shrinking further and further.

The perspective of the Divine Eye rose quickly, its coverage area expanding ever larger.

From a single residence, to the residential area.

To the small town where the residential area was located, to the continuous mountain range where the town was located, to the mountains and rivers.

Suddenly his vision went dark.

A clear stream gushed into his mind.

Within Jade Sea and Sky, jade waves surged, the red sun blazed, and mist emerged from the mountains.

After the darkness, he quickly regained clarity, feeling the weakness.

The Divine Essence was nearly depleted, and the spiritual power was near exhaustion too.

The consumption of spiritual power and Divine Essence by the Divine Eye was unexpectedly astounding.

Especially in pursuing Song Wantao, this consumption was even more staggering.

The next moment, appearing within the Heaven-Reaching Hall, his face was pale yet smiling.

Through the pursuit, he finally saw Song Wantao clearly, finally saw her true face.

This Divine Eye truly was wondrous.

This kind of pursuit was not like the Donghuan Saint Technique, which followed the temporal sequence bit by bit, tracing back as if traveling up a river of time, to its source.

The pursuit of the Divine Eye was leaping, fragmentary, directly bypassing what was not wanted to be known.

If the Donghuan Saint Technique was like a fish traveling upstream, the Divine Eye was like an Eagle over the waters, following the river upward, occasionally swooping down to see a detail.

Although the spiritual power and Divine Essence were at their limit, the effort was not in vain, and he could not see completely clearly.

But he already knew where that place was.

Very familiar, it was precisely the small town where Zhou Qingyu resided.

This Song Wantao seemed very familiar with himself.

The existence of Zhou Qingyu was only known to the Profound Yin Palace and the Heaven-Reaching Sect.

Song Wantao could discover it and knew that Zhou Qingyu was his weakness.

This speed of reaction showed the precision and rapidity of her intelligence.

Did she see through his past and future, or did she discover it through various strange methods?

By tracking Zhou Qingyu’s whereabouts, then deducing his whereabouts, this was difficult.

After a quarter-hour’s rest, with Divine Essence and spirit somewhat recovered, he vanished in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared outside the courtyard of the Zhou Family, his eyes becoming empty.

A moment later, his face turned somber.

He squinted slightly, vanishing from the spot, and the next moment appeared outside a small courtyard.

It was just outside the small courtyard where Song Wantao was.

The Divine Essence withdrew into Jade Sea and Sky, and the Spiritual Energy instantly returned.

Spiritual Energy circulated, merging with the heavens and earth.

Thus, the aura of Spirit Venerable was released, reaching through the heavens and earth.

He did not sense Song Wantao’s aura, but Super Sense had already seen her drinking tea inside the courtyard.

In the small pavilion within the courtyard, she sat at the stone table, her slender and graceful figure wrapped in a verdant robe.

She sipped the tea lightly, her expression indifferent, seemingly unaware of his presence.

Her indifferent gaze was directed at the flowers in the flowerbed.

Chu Zhiyuan let out a soft hum, as a transparent rose slowly appeared above his head in the Void.

With a diameter of ten meters, the layers of petals slowly unfurled.

As the petals blossomed, they emitted a gentle white light.

When all the petals were fully open, the gentle white light of the petals suddenly condensed, forming a beam of light that straightly penetrated downward.

The beam of light fell onto the small pavilion.

The roof of the small pavilion disappeared without a sound.

As if melting into the beam of light.

Above Song Wantao’s head within the pavilion, a teal-colored umbrella suddenly appeared.

The Green Umbrella was painted with nine birds, types that Chu Zhiyuan did not recognize.

The Green Umbrella rotated gently, leisurely like a windmill turning in a gentle breeze.

The nine birds on the umbrella seemed to come to life, flying out from the surface of the umbrella, fluttering a meter above, dancing gracefully.

They spiraled above the Green Umbrella, encapsulated within the beam of light.

When the beam of light fell onto the Green Umbrella, it had already dimmed considerably, like an arrow that couldn’t pierce raw silk, unable to breach the Green Umbrella’s protection.

The nine birds grew ever brighter, but the beam of light increasingly dimmed.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

As expected, having a Spiritual Artifact of remarkable power, Song Wantao had one too.

This Void Divine Flower, having absorbed the power of so many experts from the Flower God Sect to form a single strike, was incredibly powerful, yet it was blocked by the Nine Flying Birds Umbrella.

This Green Umbrella was no ordinary thing.

The next moment, a small blade floated towards her brow, it was the Phoenix Feather Blade.

This small blade seemed slow, but in the eyes of the one being assaulted, it was as if multiple blades flew together, swift as lightning.

This was the illusion created by the spiritual power contained within the blade, akin to a combination of spiritual and Flying Knife attack.

Song Wantao’s expression remained indifferent, as if she had anticipated all this, calm and composed.

A white light flew from her sleeve again.

The white light flew before her face, suddenly spreading out, transforming into a light screen blocking in front of her.

When the Phoenix Feather Blade was blocked by this light screen, it actually hovered in the air, unable to move forward.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Through the Phoenix Feather Blade, he sensed himself being mired in a quagmire.

This quagmire was not purely condensed of Spiritual Essence, but also contained vast and pure spiritual power.

The Phoenix Feather Blade couldn’t break through this quagmire, trapped within it, even at the risk of being dissolved.

The Phoenix Feather Blade trembled softly, and this piece of light screen rapidly shrank, wrapping around the Phoenix Feather Blade in the blink of an eye.

The Phoenix Feather Blade was enclosed within, struggling with diminishing strength.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

The Heart and Spirit he attached within the Phoenix Feather Blade felt drowsy, as if intoxicated, dizzy, wanting to exert force yet unable to do so.

An intangible power was eroding his own strength, quickly plunging him into darkness.

He did not rush to transfer more spiritual power, wanting to see how this strange light screen would deal with the Phoenix Feather Blade.

Simultaneously, the Void Divine Flower slowly withdrew, vanishing into the Void.

The beam of light disappeared along with it.

The nine bright birds leisurely returned to the Green Umbrella’s surface, transforming back into nine pictures.

The Green Umbrella ceased its rotation slowly, gently descending into her jade palm, shrinking back and being stored in her sleeve.

She was calm and collected, as if merely putting away an insignificant trinket into her sleeve, completely casual.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

As expected, as he thought, Song Wantao’s Spiritual Artifact was far beyond ordinary people’s imagination.

The next moment, the Phoenix Feather Blade blazed with light, instantly breaking through the light screen’s encasement, appearing before Song Wantao’s chest.

Just as it was about to touch the majestic peak, her jade hand blocked in front of the blade.

"Ding..." The Phoenix Feather Blade rebounded, swerving in the air, then disappearing.

The next moment, it had already returned to Chu Zhiyuan’s sleeve, disappearing with him from Song Wantao’s perception.

Song Wantao’s eyes shot out cold light, and her green robe fluttered wildly.