Not far in front of him sat a figure quietly. The person looked quite young, just over twenty, with a slightly youthful face, dressed in a magnificent robe.
This was an incredibly unbelievable thing. One must understand that Zhao Shoumu had just advanced to the Constellation, significantly increasing his strength. Not to ntion seeing soone in front of him, even an ant crawling by wouldn't escape his perception.
Yet, before he saw this person, he had no inkling whatsoever.
For such a situation to occur, either the other person's cultivation exceeded his by far, so he couldn't sense it, or the person was dead, a lifeless entity with no aura to reveal.
The reason Zhao Shoumu felt his scalp tingle was mainly that he imdiately saw that the young man in front of him was still alive…
He just didn't know what thod the other used to completely restrain their aura, so even when so close, Zhao Shoumu hadn't noticed.
Only at that instant did he realize why so many spirit jades had ford on this teorite; it was clearly no coincidence but because of this young man.
The formation of spirit jades is directly related to the gathering and condensing of stellar space energy. Normal teorites could not possibly have such abundant stellar space energy gathering; the presence of this young man was the key! As for what connections there were, he couldn't figure it out just yet.
Who was this person? What level of cultivation? Zhao Shoumu didn't know any of it, but he knew there was definitely a great disparity in their cultivation realms, so he absolutely couldn't disturb the other person.
Without being able to judge the stranger's nature, he naturally dared not take risks.
So after standing rigidly for a mont, he retreated silently!
However, at that very mont, the young man who had been sitting still, seemingly truly dead, suddenly opened his eyes.
The mont their eyes t, Zhao Shoumu showed the decisiveness cultivated over years of practice, imdiately activating his best Escape Technique, fleeing madly backward.
The young man remained seated, his eyes flickering with a trace of bewildernt.
He had been on this teorite for over a hundred years, in a state akin to suspended animation, both to heal and to avoid being hunted by an enemy.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Now awoken from a long dream, even with his formidable cultivation, he was montarily bewildered.
The abundance of spirit jades on this teorite was entirely due to him healing; during this healing process, stellar space energy gathered at his location, mostly being absorbed and refined by him, while the small unrefined portion congregated, gradually forming into spirit jades.
The bewildernt faded quickly, and he recovered swiftly. Although he confird he had basically escaped pursuit, he still found it unwise to expose himself.
Pointing towards Zhao Shoumu's retreating direction, he extended one hand from afar. With a grasp in the Void, instantly, the surrounding stars dimd slightly.
At the sa ti, Zhao Shoumu, desperately escaping, found in despair that though he was rapidly retreating forward, he inexplicably began to move backward.
Completely unaware of what befell him, he nonetheless understood this strange situation involved that mysterious young man, and felt utterly bitter inside. Sure enough, just as he'd guessed, the disparity in their cultivation was too vast. Therefore, before seeing that young man, he hadn't sensed the presence at all, and thus, he had no idea how the other had intervened.
The faster he fled earlier, the faster he returned now. In just a few short breaths, he was involuntarily back to his original spot, his back to the young man, his body rigid, not daring to move.
Yet his mind was working swiftly.
Now at Constellation Realm, even if the other's cultivation was a whole major realm higher, it probably couldn't execute such a wondrous thod. Thus, the other's cultivation was highly likely much more than a single major realm above his.
This person… is at least a Sun Blaze Realm cultivator!
Zhao Shoumu couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. Though he'd cultivated for nearly a thousand years, at this mont, his mind was a chaotic ss.
What virtue or ability did he possess, having just left Nine Provinces, only to encounter such a Great Cultivator so quickly! Was this fortune or misfortune?
With a slight sigh, he obediently turned around, bowed, and greeted, "Greetings to this senior!"
At this point, he was rather straightforward about the situation, acknowledging the imnse difference in cultivation. Being honest didn't seem wrong at all.
A quick glance, and Zhao Shoumu was once more astonished, because the young man before him looked noticeably paler than before, seemingly due to deploying that miraculous thod earlier.
This person… is seriously injured! He imdiately concluded, yet there was not a hint of ulterior motives in his heart. Even gravely wounded, a cultivator at Sun Blaze Realm was no target for his sches.
An injured lion is still a lion, not soone a re bunny can challenge.
The young man looked at him with a half-smile and gently said, "Not running away anymore?"
Zhao Shoumu, extrely earnest, replied, "Forgive for the display, senior, there's no escaping, so I won't."
The young man nodded, "A wise man recognizes and accepts his circumstances. You're decent. So… where are we?"
Zhao Shoumu was a bit taken aback, "Senior doesn't know where this is?"
The young man flicked his finger, and Zhao Shoumu involuntarily groaned, feeling as if he had been punched hard in the face, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
The young man's cold voice rang out: "Answer whatever I ask you."
He truly didn't know where this place was. A hundred years ago, he had hidden in a crack of this teorite to heal his wounds, shrinking away as the teorite drifted through space. A century has passed, who knows where it has drifted? The speed of teors in stellar space is incredibly fast.
Zhao Shoumu's heart tightened, understanding that this person wasn't of good temperant. This was just a slight lesson; who knows what will happen next? He imdiately said, "I don't know either, I have just stepped into the stellar space and am unfamiliar with the nearby stellar region."
He was speaking the truth. The cultivators from the Nine Provinces didn't know where this was, and they didn't have any stellar maps to reference. They had yet to formally interact with the stellar space in any substantive way and were still in a phase of exploration.
"What? Didn't your elders tell you anything?" the young man asked.
Zhao Shoumu shook his head: "Never."
In the Nine Provinces, they were actually the elders themselves.
"How troubleso!" The young man looked impatient, "I'll see for myself!"
With that said, he reached out to grab Zhao Shoumu. Although the action was not fast and Zhao Shoumu saw it clearly, he could not evade it at all.
His body involuntarily bent over, and the young man grabbed his head.
With mysterious power cascading down, Zhao Shoumu trembled like a willow, his eyes vibrantly shaking. He knew sothing was wrong, yet he couldn't resist at all. All he felt was his psyche defense being penetrated, his Divine Sea churning unsettled, and a sudden sensation of being exposed from inside out.
He understood what was happening to him, this was undoubtedly a Soul Search!
His heart was filled with despair, knowing his life would most probably end here, with much regret...
He had just ascended to the Constellation Realm, stepped into stellar space, and encountered such misfortune—it seed heaven had no eyes.
But even though he was unwilling, he was powerless.
The degree of being explored grew deeper, and his psyche fractured more and more. Such a violent Soul Search rarely gleaned much information; mostly just fragnts of mories, but it caused indelible damage to the person being searched.
Monts later, light flashed in the young man's eyes as he withdrew his hand.
Zhao Shoumu collapsed limply like a puddle of mud.
The mont he exposed the young man's presence, his death was certain. The other party would never allow him to continue living to prevent exposure of their whereabouts. Although it seed that enemies might have given up on hunting him, such things are uncertain. For people of their realm, a chase could last hundreds of years and not be unusual.
The information obtained from the Soul Search wasn't complete but was still considerable. At least he had grasped what was necessary.
"Nine Provinces?" The young man murmured with a frown, feeling like he had heard of this domain's na sowhere, and soon his expression brightened, "Could it be that domain?"
He vaguely thought of a domain, a realm in legend, once prolific with Great Cultivators, a domain that, due to its strength, was exterminated by the collective forces of various races!
He had lived long enough to know so ancient secrets of stellar space. If this Nine Provinces was truly the legendary Nine Provinces, it would be too extraordinary.
After all, according to legend, that famous stellar space domain had been completely obliterated.
Perhaps it was just the sa na?
Moreover, based on the intelligence gathered from the Soul Search, the overall level of this Nine Provinces had only just reached the point of venturing into stellar space, and from his perspective as a powerful cultivator, such a domain was not noteworthy at all.
His mind settled, and it seed the na was rely coincidental.
The stellar space is vast, with countless human race domains, and identical nas were not unusual.
If this Nine Provinces was indeed the fabled Nine Provinces and he had slain its people, it would spell trouble; presently, he only faced a group of cultivators of at most Constellation level and had no fear.
With a sweep of his ntal Consciousness, he quickly detected the presence of the Nine Provinces. He had little interest in domains of such caliber; once the Cultivation Realm reached a certain level, even with volatile emotions and violent temper, one wouldn't take pleasure in bullying the weak unless provoked.
Such a mindset is like adults not bullying children without cause; it holds no substantial benefit and only adds to karma.
Initially, he was simply surveying but then noticed sothing intriguing!
He imdiately raised his eyes, fully energized his Ocular Power, and gazed in the direction of the Nine Provinces, his eyes marveling: "Is this... a growth-oriented domain?"
Though the current Nine Provinces wouldn't pique his interest, its current state caught his attention because he saw at a glance that it was devouring the essence of the Blood Refinent World, rapidly and significantly enhancing itself.
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