Chapter 826

“These old bastards of the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty are pushing too far!”

Daojun Feiyu’s eyebrows furrowed sharply.

The Imperial Edict from the Emperor’s Hall stands tall in the sky of Baiyu Jing—how could he not see it?

It’s written right there.

They demand another True Sovereign from Great Yu.

Great Yu has only two True Sovereigns total; one, Gao Tianxia, is already beyond the Heavenly Skies. Though unnamed, it’s plain they want Li Rui to go there.

What kind of logic is this?

If a nation sends all its True Sovereigns away, not even Great Yu could afford it—let alone Baiyu Jing, which only needs to send two.

Warfare beyond the Heavenly Skies is inherently perilous.

Though True Sovereigns rarely die in battle, and even for middling or top-tier talents, it’s not necessarily bad—indeed, if they earn merit, they may gain great cultivation breakthroughs.

But for a genius like Li Rui, it’s a direct sabotage of his future.

He lacks no cultivation resources; he’s backed by his sect—why should he go to the Heavenly Skies to beg for breakthroughs?

If the Heavenly Skies were truly so beneficial, why would the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty send only a few ancient elders, nearly half-dead and crawling toward their coffins?

His senior brother labored tirelessly to help Li Rui achieve enlightenment.

Now the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty has tricked him—how could he not rage?

“Senior Brother Feiyu, please don’t be angry yet.”

Jiang Lin spoke calmly.

He had not told Zhuge Ming, who was in deep seclusion; the old master Zhuge had already done enough for Baiyu Jing.

“There is another rule: if a sect sends a Daojun to the Heavenly Skies, its elders and disciples need not go.”

“You mean—”

Daojun Feiyu raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll go.”

Jiang Lin spoke with finality.

Sending Li Rui to the Heavenly Skies is the Emperor’s Hall’s rule.

But what I just said is the cultivation world’s rule.

I’m one rank above him.

If the Divine Void Immortal Dynasty wants to ruin Li Rui’s future, he’ll make sure it doesn’t happen.

A True Sovereign going would be a waste of time—but a Daojun’s time is far more abundant; a little waste won’t hurt.

Yet now—

Li Rui, who had been silent, spoke: “I’ve already replied to Zhong Li. I’ll depart for the Heavenly Skies soon, together with him.”

Daojun Feiyu frowned:

“Changqing, you don’t need to do this. People of Baiyu Jing aren’t so easily bullied.”

Li Rui shook his head: “I’ve been in seclusion for years—I should go out and move around. Do you think a trip to the Heavenly Skies can sever my path? Have you forgotten I’m a Strength Cultivator?”

Everyone knows.

Aside from Martial Cultivators, Strength Cultivators love chaos the most.

Back then, the Four Daojuns achieved enlightenment amid a great chaos beyond the Heavenly Skies.

Though my nature doesn’t require constant fighting, prolonged seclusion isn’t good for comprehending the True Martial Presence.

“Are you forcing yourself?”

Jiang Lin asked.

“I’m not the type to pretend.”

Li Rui smiled.

Hearing this, Jiang Lin’s face softened into a smile, then he drew a jade talisman from his sleeve: “This belonged to Daojun Jueming. If trouble arises, crush the talisman—Daojun Jueming will protect you once.”

Daojun Jueming is one of the few Daojuns on the Heavenly Skies’ Elder Council.

“Then I won’t refuse.”

Five days later.

Li Rui and Zhong Li departed from the teleportation array in the southeast corner of Jinting Small State, bound for the Heavenly Skies.

Unlike Li Rui,

Zhong Li went willingly.

In his own words, slaying foreign demonic beasts cultivates a righteous spirit. A scholar must not only study—he must also know some martial arts. Killing living beings is not his wish, but slaying foreign demonic beasts is perfect.

“Brother Li, we’ve arrived.”

Gazing at the majestic city ahead, Zhong Li spoke slowly.

Tianhuan City.