Chapter 4268: Taiyao Tianhe, the Reminder of the Bell of Fate

In an ancient city within a life-bearing ancient star that could be considered relatively prosperous.

Jun Xiaoyao, in the inn, listened to some cultivators' discussions and exchanges.

The Tianhe he is currently in.

Is one of the Nine Heavens Tianhe, the Taiyao Tianhe.

Unlike the Lingxu Tianhe and Wan Yao Tianhe, which lean toward the Holy Spirits and the monster race's Tianhe, this one is different.

The environment of the Taiyao Tianhe, however, has no particular bias.

Various forces and races survive and compete here.

Of course, there are also countless strange secret realms and fortuitous places.

Jun Xiaoyao also came to know quite a bit of news.

Including that the testers from Cangmang who came to the Taiyao Tianhe also stirred up quite a commotion.

"Those testers who came from Cangmang indeed have formidable strength."

"Before, there were even monsters who barged into the Burning Heart Purgatory and still came out alive."

"What's that? I heard that before, that extremely vicious and evil demon cultivator was killed in one move by a tester who came from Cangmang."

"Hey, have you guys heard anything lately?"

"A black-clothed man treaded through the Myriad Tribulations Sword Sea and even ascended the Asking Dao Peak—his strength is formidable."

"I've also heard that this black-clothed man seems to be a sword cultivator."

"Although he acts solitary and aloof, there are rumors that this black-clothed man seems to be a monstrous figure from the Cangmang Sword Clan."

"The Sword Clan, one of the Ten Hegemon Clans of Cangmang? Indeed, terrifying."

Upon mentioning the Sword Clan, some cultivators in the inn also shuddered inwardly.

Although this side of the Nine Heavens Tianhe is somewhat separated from Cangmang.

But the Ten Hegemon Clans of Cangmang, no matter what, still possess tremendous prestige and have some reputation even here in the Nine Heavens Tianhe.

In the inn, many cultivators were discussing this.

"Indeed, it's Ye xiong, he is here in this Taiyao Tianhe."

Jun Xiaoyao, sitting alone in his seat, heard these discussions and a faint smile appeared on his face.

I didn't expect to hear news about Ye Guchen.

And Jun Xiaoyao also thought of another matter.

That Ye Guchen carries the Human Sword Seal.

This Human Sword Seal pertains to the inheritance of the Human Sword Ancestor.

Jun Xiaoyao said he had no interest in it at all, but that wasn't true.

"Many causes and effects, in the dark, are all connected."

"If Ye xiong has come to this Taiyao Tianhe, could it possibly mean that this Tianhe is related to the inheritance of the Human Sword Ancestor?"

Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

However, he also had no intention of directly going to find Ye Guchen now.

Because he felt that he would likely encounter him later.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao rose and left this place.

He began to wander aimlessly through the Taiyao Tianhe.

In the Taiyao Tianhe, fortuitous opportunities and dangerous places are not few.

But for the current Jun Xiaoyao, truly few such fortuitous places catch his eye.

Jun Xiaoyao went on his way, occasionally exploring one or two.

After a period of time had passed.

Before Jun Xiaoyao, a vast expanse of connected nebulae appeared, like a vortex.

And at the center of the nebula, the space there was twisting, light being swallowed, as if the laws of heaven and earth had been annihilated.

A glint of interest appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

For ordinary people, difficult to approach, a forbidden land.

For him, however, it was merely a place for curious sightseeing.

He took a step and entered the core of the nebula vortex.

After entering it.

Jun Xiaoyao felt a sense of pressure, of course, having no effect on him.

The entire space seemed to twist, as if carrying a terrifying power that rends spacetime.

This place is indeed a perilous land that ordinary people cannot reach.

It can be said that if one lacks some means, their fleshly body would be instantly crushed by this spatial force into powder.

"There is a faint aura of Cangmang's primordial essence, but not much."

Jun Xiaoyao sensed some of Cangmang's primordial essence aura in the depths of this forbidden land.

But it should not be too much—somewhat insubstantial, tasteless to eat, a pity to discard.

And at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's divine sense suddenly stirred, and his soul power spread out.

In the depths of this perilous land, he sensed the aura of living beings.

Jun Xiaoyao, hands behind his back, stepped lightly.

Although the space of this perilous land is twisted, carrying a strong sense of pressure.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, who has mastered the Shu Shu and the Kun Peng Law, it is almost like walking on level ground.

Not long after.

Jun Xiaoyao arrived deep in this region.

The space here presented a scene like shattered glass, extremely fragile.

Countless dense black fissures, like abysses, spread throughout this place.

It can be said that one has arrived here.

A single misstep would drag one into the depths of endless unknown spatial turbulence.

And deep within this place.

Suddenly, several figures appeared, upholding a light curtain, struggling to sustain themselves in the depths of the shattered spatial void.

Those figures seemed to wear somewhat extraordinary attire.

The leading young man was tall and upright, with a majestic bearing, handsome features, and exuded an innate aura of a superior being.

His black hair flowed, and his body emanated a piercing sword qi.

He appeared to be an extraordinary young prodigy.

Yet at this moment, he and those beside him looked somewhat disheveled, their faces pale.

The power of laws was activated, straining to uphold that light curtain.

Around them, the constantly shattering void, like a millstone, erupted with destructive force, pressing in from all directions.

It can be said this is an inescapable predicament.

Just like sinking into quicksand.

Without absolute strength, one would only be slowly dragged to death.

Finally, the fleshly body would be crushed into powder and sucked into the depths of endless space.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, next we will self-detonate the imperial Dao origin to secure a sliver of life for Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"At that time, Your Highness the Crown Prince only needs to seize the opportunity..."

Beside them, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary aura spoke with resolute intent.

The young man then slightly shook his head: "Useless, even if you sacrifice yourselves, I still cannot escape this spatial binding."

"If I had known earlier, I should not have come here for some vague origins."

His eyes held regret.

On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao in the depths of the void saw this, his expression calm.

In the Nine Heavens Tianhe, he has seen such scenes far too many times.

For opportunity, he gambles with his life.

In the end, losing, he can only accept the loss.

Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze and paid no heed.

If he were to help every such person he encountered,

his time in the Nine Heavens Tianhe would be spent entirely on saving others, insufficient.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao prepared to venture deeper.

Suddenly, his footsteps paused slightly.

Because he sensed a slight stir within his body.

It came from one of the Ten Instruments of Fate, the Fate Bell.

Jun Xiaoyao now has collected two of the Ten Instruments of Fate.

The Fate Love Thread and the Fate Bell.

The effect of the Fate Bell can be said to be extremely heaven-defying.

It can predict fortune and misfortune, avoid harm and seek benefit.

For ordinary people, this is practically a heaven-defying cheat to change fate.

But speaking frankly, to Jun Xiaoyao, it means little.

He has hardly paid any attention to it.

Because Jun Xiaoyao has always been harvesting the children of qi fortune.

Thus his fortune has always been excellent.

And if there is any danger, with Jun Xiaoyao's absolute strength, he can also resolve it.

To Jun Xiaoyao, predicting fortune and misfortune holds absolutely no meaning.