Chapter 887

Although Li Yi had learned many hidden secrets from Hua Qing's residual soul, he did not let them disturb his Dao heart; instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis after receiving this information.

Yet as he watched the knife coin continue to voraciously devour cosmic energy, Li Yi realized he needed to relocate it somewhere else.

At least, the spiritual energy in Tianchang City now could not satisfy its recovery needs.

After all, Tianchang City had only just established its grand array, and the accumulated cosmic energy was meant for cultivators and evolvers to cultivate with—wasting it on feeding a knife coin was a pity.

Moreover, Li Yi was unwilling to use polluted cosmic energy to nurture the knife coin; should any unforeseen change occur, it would be problematic.

"I still need to return to the Wildlands once—only there can the spiritual energy meet the knife coin's needs, and it's also safer," Li Yi thought to himself.

Now that the Immortal Dao warship could cross realms, traveling back and forth took little time.

But just then.

Suddenly.

A fairy crane formed from magic power flew from the direction of the Dao Court, seemingly carrying some vital message.

"Hmm?"

Li Yi, who had been about to leave, immediately felt a premonition of ill fortune upon seeing the fairy crane.

As the crane drew near, it dissolved into a beam of light that landed in Li Yi's hand, and he received its message.

"A plea for help from Xuan Yuezi? How is this possible? She was just at the Dao Court—wait, no, she should have already crossed into the End Dharma cultivation world. Is this message coming from the End Dharma cultivation world?"

Li Yi frowned, even more puzzled.

The End Dharma cultivation world's spiritual energy had dried up; it had become mundane. Even experts of the Three Flowers realm were on the verge of losing their cultivation base, with not a speck of magic power left—how could Xuan Yuezi, a Mahayana cultivator, possibly encounter trouble requiring aid in such a world?

She could crush that entire world by herself.

Yet precisely because it was so unreasonable, Li Yi took it seriously—after all, abnormality always signaled danger.

"I'll go to the End Dharma cultivation world first. If there's no issue, then I'll cross to the Wildlands afterward—just in case Xuan Yuezi truly needs help, I can intervene." Li Yi immediately boarded the Immortal Dao warship.

"Hong Ji, activate the warship, prepare to cross realms," he ordered.

The Immortal Dao warship instantly erupted with energy; its myriad grand arrays activated, and in an instant it became a streak of light shooting toward the sky—but before it flew far, its main cannon suddenly fired a beam that tore through space, opening a realm-crossing gate.

The warship instantly plunged into it and vanished from the sky; as it disappeared, the realm-crossing gate sealed shut, as if nothing had ever happened.

The sixth-generation AI Hong Ji, combined with cultivation and artifact-crafting techniques and modified by the Artisan Daoist, had made this Immortal Dao warship truly perfect—it could cross realms, attack, defend, and contained an inner universe capable of accommodating tens of thousands without issue.

The next moment.

The Immortal Dao warship arrived above the End Dharma cultivation world.

Before Li Yi could speak, the warship's perception array and radar activated, immediately scanning the world.

"Master, a strong cosmic energy fluctuation detected one thousand three hundred kilometers away," Hong Ji's voice sounded.

"Go see," Li Yi said.

This was absurd—where did such a powerful energy fluctuation come from in the End Dharma cultivation world?

The Immortal Dao warship instantly became a streak of light, racing across the heavens toward the source of the fluctuation; as the warship drew closer, Li Yi saw traces of battle in the sky.

That powerful energy fluctuation was the residual force of combat.

"It's a Mahayana-level cultivator fighting," Li Yi's gaze darkened slightly: "Could there be another Mahayana cultivator in this End Dharma world?"

At that moment, far above the heavens.

"Xuan Yuezi, give up. Don't struggle pointlessly. We descended from the Celestial Beyond not to fight you to the death, but to seek a realm-crossing opportunity. You've already taken so many cultivators from this world—why refuse to treat us the same?"

A Daoist clad in a robe, with three flowers blooming and five energies enveloping him, standing on radiant clouds, spoke with a cold expression.

"Xuan Yuezi, as one of the Seven Immortal Maidens of the Dao Heaven Sect, you should know my identity. My Dao name is Jiang Chengzi; by seniority, you should call me Grandmaster. Are you now attacking your own Grandmaster, intending to betray your sect and annihilate your ancestors?" said another Daoist draped in purple robes.

But before he finished speaking, Xuan Yuezi spat coldly: "Grandmaster? You dare call yourself that? When the End Dharma came, you Mahayana cultivators fled to the Celestial Beyond, leaving countless Dao Heaven Sect disciples to suffer for years—how many elder brothers and sisters perished? Where were you, Grandmaster, then? Now that you sense the spiritual energy of Baoting, you shamelessly return from the Celestial Beyond and sneak-attack me?"

"If I weren't also Mahayana, you'd have already succeeded."

With that, she glared fiercely, recalling the previous scene—her heart still trembled.

Who could have imagined that six Mahayana cultivators had lain in wait near that valley, and even True Person Ziyu hadn't sensed them? Had anyone weaker been there, they'd have been instantly wounded and captured, their realm-crossing device seized.

Yet Jiang Chengzi and the others had never expected that after lying in wait so long, the moment the realm gate opened, another Mahayana emerged—this threw off their plans, and they failed to seize Xuan Yuezi immediately, resulting in this stalemate.

"And Jiang Chengzi, as Grandmaster of the Dao Heaven Sect, how dare you ally with the Tianyi Sect? Don't you know the Tianyi Sect and Dao Heaven Sect have always been enemies? Since the End Dharma came, the Tianyi Sect has killed countless Dao Heaven Sect disciples—even the Divine Maiden nearly perished in their hands."

Then Xuan Yuezi's gaze fixed on an old Daoist.

That Daoist was Tian Yunzi, a Mahayana Grandmaster of the Tianyi Sect who had fled to the Celestial Beyond when the End Dharma came.

The other Mahayana cultivators were all ancestral masters of their respective sects.

Jiang Chengzi remained calm: "Cultivators value attaining the Dao above all else; what grudges cannot be resolved? Xuan Yuezi, I have no patience to lecture you. In the spirit of our shared sect, surrender the realm-crossing method, and we shall depart without further entanglement. Otherwise, don't blame me for purging the sect."

"No patience—or are you running out of strength? The stronger you are, the more spiritual energy this world drains from you. Returning from the Celestial Beyond is difficult, and you've waited here so long—how much of your power remains?" Xuan Yuezi sneered. "Moreover, the Dao Heaven Sect is already destroyed, and I am no longer its disciple. Now I am one of the Seven Immortal Maidens under the Supreme Taiyi Heavenly Sovereign. The accusation of betraying your ancestors doesn't apply to me."

As she spoke, a crescent-shaped weapon encircled her, radiating moonlight, releasing a terrifying demonic king aura.

"If you want to fight, come. I'll take all of you with me."

Xuan Yuezi showed no fear; her icy face brimmed with killing intent.

The six Mahayana cultivators from the Celestial Beyond fell silent at this sight.

They hadn't expected this Dao Heaven Sect immortal to be so fierce, willing to stand alone against six.

Yet that treasure disc was truly terrifying—equivalent to a Dao-attainment artifact, capable of crushing a peer with a single strike.

But in this End Dharma world, no matter how powerful a divine weapon, how many strikes could it deliver?

They simply didn't want to be dragged down with Xuan Yuezi—and more importantly, they sought the realm-crossing method, not a bloody battle here; even if they won, they might lack the strength to return to the Celestial Beyond.

"Hesitation invites chaos. To cross realms, some risk is unavoidable. Just hold her off—I've already requested reinforcements from the Celestial Beyond; other Mahayana cultivators will arrive soon," Tian Yunzi whispered secretly.

"I hope the others come quickly. Xuan Yuezi comes from a world rich in spiritual energy—her three Dao flowers are pristine, her foundation far stronger than ours, and she wields a divine weapon. Once fighting begins, we may not be able to subdue her," the other Mahayana cultivators thought silently.

They were also uneasy facing Xuan Yuezi.

Fortunately, she was alone—otherwise, if another Mahayana appeared, the six of them would turn and flee immediately, for their magic power dwindled with every use; if they truly fought, they'd soon be exposed.

Xuan Yuezi also saw their thoughts—but she too waited for reinforcements. Facing six alone, she had no certainty if battle erupted, and time favored her.

The longer it dragged on, the more their magic power drained; even if no reinforcements came, her chances improved.

After all, she possessed a rare artifact that replenished her magic power—while they had no such means.