At the edge of the Huangqiu Plain, four streams of light streaked swiftly along the ground.
Below was an endless wave of golden wheat, the wind carrying a rich fragrance of spirit grain. In the distance, the outlines of continuous cities were faintly visible, with the city walls engraved with the evil-suppressing runes commonly used by Human Race cultivators.
Chen Sheng and the other three restrained most of their auras, transforming into four streams of pale cyan light. Though their speed was slow, they remained ever vigilant.
Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao suddenly slowed down, his Celestial Will Four Symbols Daoist Robe emitting a faint glow, sensing the aura between heaven and earth.
A relieved smile appeared on his face as he stroked his beard and said with a chuckle:
"It should belong to the Human Race!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xihua, Zuo Xuan, and Chen Sheng all instinctively breathed a sigh of relief.
In the Spirit Realm, myriad races compete for dominance, and the boundaries of each race’s territory are strictly delineated. The top races such as the Human Race, Demon Race, and Demon Path occupy areas with the richest spiritual qi.
Cultivators patrol these territorial boundaries year-round, expelling any discovered intruders or even killing them on the spot.
Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan toyed with the small Geomagnetic Primordial Cauldron in his hand, sighing:
"It’s a good thing it’s Human Race territory; if we accidentally entered another race’s territory, even with the four of us, it would take a lot of effort to get out."
Getting out would be ideal, but likely impossible!
However, Chen Xihua suddenly rembered sothing. The sword hum of the Taiyue Void-Slaying Sword in his hand faltered slightly. He shook his head, his tone tinged with concern:
"We’re safe, but Brother Golden Feather might be in trouble."
His voice had just fallen when Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao also restrained his smile and sighed lightly:
"Yes, the Spirit Realm is vast, and the Demon Race territories are far from our Human Race territories. I hope Brother Golden Feather can arrive safely."
Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan also echoed, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes:
"None of us knows how the Golden-Winged Roc Race of the Spirit Realm relates to the Human Race. Their stance might trouble Brother Golden Feather."
Although they were Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation, they were new arrivals in the Spirit Realm, ignorant of the grudges and entanglents between races, leaving them only to pray silently.
Only Chen Sheng remained calm, drawing upon the inherited mories of the Yin Soul from the Demon Race, the clan history of the Golden-Winged Roc Race unfolding vividly.
The Golden-Winged Roc Race in the Spirit Realm is a top-tier clan, not only having a Tribulation Crossing Daoist Monarch in control but also managing three critical void thoroughfares; even the top sects of the Human Race must show so deference.
More importantly, though the Roc Race has few mbers, they are extrely united, with a traditional chanism in place for receiving descendants who have ascended from the Lower Realm or crossed over illegally.
As long as the Golden Feather Demon Venerable sends out a communication with a bloodline imprint, within a few months, an elder from the clan will co to aid.
What really worried him, however, was themselves!
Chen Sheng inherited the legacy of the Four Seas Wanderer and knew that, as these stowaway cultivators, they carried significant trouble, prompting him to softly remind:
"Everyone, do not let down your guard. Although we are the Human Race and appear in Human Race territory, if our identity as ’Lower Realm Divinity Transformation’ is exposed, the trouble will only escalate."
While speaking, the city’s outlines beca clearer, with a constant flow of cultivators at the city gate.
There were sect disciples in uniform Daoist robes and lone loose cultivators, with cultivations ranging from Foundation Establishnt to Golden Core, including nurous mortal martial artists, their presence substantial.
Proactively, Chen Sheng spoke up:
"The city ahead is crowded and conspicuous with the four of us journeying together, likely to draw attention. How about I go ahead to investigate the distribution of powers and information channels within the city?"
Carefree and Zuo Xuan exchanged surprised glances: "You go?"
Chen Sheng mainly practiced the Sword Dao, his aura of slaughter unmistakable even when restrained, making his disposition sowhat unfitting for reconnaissance and stealth tasks.
Chen Xihua raised an eyebrow as well. Though he knew of Chen Sheng’s formidable thods, he didn’t expect him to voluntarily undertake such a ticulous task.
Without much explanation, Chen Sheng rapidly perford a sealing hand gesture, deploying the "Sea Concealnt Technique" from the Four Seas Wanderer legacy.
His entire body flickered with spirit light, his previously upright figure like a pine gradually becoming hunched.
The cyan grey Daoist robe transford into a washed-out rough cloth short coat, his face lined with fine wrinkles, and his once sharp sword-like eyes becoming dull and lifeless.
Simultaneously, his aura plumted from Divinity Transformation to the early stage of Golden Core, with inner breath obscure and mixed, tinged with the unique chaotic spiritual qi of a loose cultivator. Thrown among the crowd, he would not attract a second glance.
Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao quickly activated the Spiritual Eye Technique, and Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan also brought out the Geomagnetic Primordial Cauldron for illumination, but they could only see an ordinary Golden Core loose cultivator, devoid of even a trace of Divinity Transformation aura.
Only Chen Xihua, with the Third Realm Perfection of the Void Destruction Dao Principle, carefully perceived a faint ripple of space around Chen Sheng.
Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao sincerely praised, "What a subtle technique!"
"No wonder the Eastern Domain Demon Path was terrified of you in the past; such concealnt techniques are undetectable by those Nascent Soul Demon Monarchs, truly an unrivaled subli thod for assassination and reconnaissance."
Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan nodded in agreent.
Chen Sheng cupped his hands to the three of them, his voice now aged and hoarse:
"I must trouble you three Daoist friends to wait temporarily in this valley. I will return imdiately after scoping out the situation. If an ergency arises, crush this talisman, and I will sense your location."
He handed out three pale blue communication talismans, then turned and transford into an escape light heading towards the city, blending into the stream of cultivators entering the city, vanishing without a trace.
Chen Xihua and the others concealed themselves in a nearby valley, watching the direction Chen Sheng disappeared to. Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan whispered:
"Fellow Daoist Life-Annihilating’s ans are truly unfathomable. With him investigating, there should be no mistakes."
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