Yan Zaizen had no desire to give his realmship or give away eight hundred thousand heavenly drops. If it wasn't for his perceptiveness, wouldn't he be brought to this Yun Clan and have his realmship taken from him?

It's even possible that Lang Xue and crew would take his Meteor Ring by force. She may not know how much he has, because he kept the storage area for people and his personal wealth vastly distanced, but she knew he had a sub-dimensional ethereal ring.

Who knows what she would've done. Who knows if he would've survived this.

Tao, who originally wanted to help her, felt his body turn numb. Eight hundred thousand heavenly drops. He felt it was impossible. After all, he understood a few things about currency worth.

"Please!" Lang Xue gritted her teeth and begged, "I promise, I'll pay you back! With this realmship, I would be nearly half done!" She knew it was helpless but she had to try. She understood Yan Zaizen's prowess exceeded hers, and this is why she wanted to deliver him to the Yun Clan.

However, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If she could pay off about forty percent of her debt, then she has a chance! But...if not…

Yan Zaizen had saved her before, for reasons she still didn't know. She felt, from this action, that he was a good person at heart that couldn't stand slavery. If so, perhaps he would be moved by her plight and help her.

Unfortunately, Yan Zaizen was not a saint nor did he see any issue with slavery as a whole. After all, he grew up with servants. His parents had them, he had them, Tao lived in a slave society for god sake! Sure, her situation was most definitely horrendous, but her fate is her fate. Why should he bare such an insane loss for nothing in return?

Even if she offered her body, Yan Zaizen still didn't think it was worth it.

What's his is his.

"Our road together ends here." Yan Zaizen directly waved for her to leave. He didn't intend to kick her off as before, mainly because he pitied her. No reason to kick her while she's down.

"...Why don't you just leave?" Tao asked. After all, she was in the Deluge Realm. The distance between the two realms was incredible. If he was in her shoes, he would've attempted to escape.

Lang Xue glanced at Tao, her eyes flashed with a mysterious light. "I can request up to three thousand years of travel time. If I don't return by then, the slave seal will kill me."

"...I see." Hearing this, Tao felt helpless. He knew Yan Zaizen had already made his decision, and he wasn't stupid enough to beg him to give her the realmship. After all, they were planning to journey the myriad realms together, without this ship, wouldn't they be subjecting themselves to a much, much harder time traveling?

Yan Zaizen activated the ship's formation and took control of the helm. He was going to travel to the Elysian Realm.

Witnessing this, Lang Xue's gaze turned dim. With a heavy sigh that seemed to contain the world on its shoulder, she moved to leave. Tao only watched in silence.

Riiip!

The spatial void was violently ripped to shreds. A few hundred meters away from them, a slit in space appeared. Yan Zaizen furrowed his brows, glancing at Lang Xue with cold eyes. However, Lang Xue was shocked.

She truly was!

Despite her words, she didn't intend to sell Yan Zaizen out. She had her own pride, after all. Yan Zaizen had saved her life, twice. When she mentioned that she owed him, she wasn't kidding. Of course, that just meant ensuring his survival. She still intended to send the realmship to the Yun Clan.

Observing her shocked expression, Yan Zaizen's brows nearly connected.

From the spatial void slit, several figures appeared. To be exact, seven men appeared. The one at the lead was a handsome young man with black hair and bright eyes that seemed to contain the sky. He was dressed in a grey outfit with the 'Yun' character embroidered onto his right chest.

The character seemed to contain an aura of towering immensity that seemed to cause the space to quiver.

The young man had an indifferent smile as he exited, his gaze honed onto Yan Zaizen's body with profoundly unfathomable intent. The others in his group had gazes of varying levels of intrigue and disdain. This caused Yan Zaizen, Tao, and especially Lang Xue to feel even more confused.

"The token!" Pinaka exclaimed. Yan Zaizen's eyes flickered, his soul form immediately projecting itself into the Meteor Ring. The 'Xiuhei - Heaven' token was emitting faint light. It seemed to be heavy, strong, and ancient. Yan Zaizen could sense a trace of spatial energy within, but this energy was far too different from law-based energy.

It was like a combination of spatial and soul energy. It felt hazy yet alive! Yan Zaizen was shocked. How come he didn't notice this before?

Lang Xue saw the young man and her body quivered, "Yun Baili!" Her words were low and deep. Her body and soul trembled. Those white eyes that seemed to contain endless snow were currently suffused with intense fear that originated from the depth of her soul. The soul mark within it shook slightly.

The young man's gaze shifted to Lang Xue, then to the Realmship, and then back to Yan Zaizen. He only replied with a soft, "Oh." That word alone made it seem as if he had just understood the world's secrets.

A middle-aged man behind Yun Baili, with a cultivation base at the third-floor Heavenly Genesis Realm, coldly laughed. "Lang Xue, when I heard you were back, I never believed you would come back with a realmship. You must've fooled this idiot, huh?" His words contained deep mockery and disdain.

Biting her lips, she didn't respond. She didn't dare to.

"No worries. The realmship will be gifted to us along with the token." Another man, this one was younger looking and more feminine, said casually.

Yan Zaizen's expression turned frosty, containing dark, hellish killing intent. Those who believe they could take ANYTHING of his must first piss on the ground and look at their reflection through it. Then, consider: Were they worthy?!

Tao retained his silence. However, his eyes also contained a deep murderous intent.

"Give us the token." A burly man demanded. He had bronze skin, muscles that seemed even larger and thicker than Yan Zaizen's, black bushy eyebrows, and a vital aura that seemed, even at rest, as if it could crush planets.

Yan Zaizen was just about to take a step forward when Lang Xue immediately sent a soul transmission, "Don't fight them! The leader of that group is Yun Baili, he's Yun Xuli's older brother. He may not be as talented as Yun Xuli, but he's extraordinary!"

Yan Zaizen halted slightly, giving this young man who had said only a single word since he arrived a look. His heavenly aura was concealed, but Yan Zaizen's spiritual sense could still sense an estimation. A fourth-level Heavenly Genesis expert. The other experts had varying cultivation bases but he felt they were all at least in the second or third level.

"Hm?" Yun Baili slightly smiled, looking towards his left. Space rippled slightly at that area and seemed to be chaotic. He raised his hand towards the area and softly clenched. The space around the ripples was immediately surrounded by an awe-inspiring heavenly might that seemed to constrict the world. The spatial ripples fluctuations weakened considerably but still remained.

Obviously, whoever tried to arrive was impeded by Yun Baili. He raised his other hand, with his index finger and forefinger extended, he pointed towards Yan Zaizen. He didn't even turn his head.

"Understood!" The bronze, burly man shouted with vigor. He kicked off empty space, his vital energy towered towards the heavens, and with an open palm, he slapped forward.

This palm sent out a manifested palm comprised of vital energy that exceeded even the realmship in size. Yan Zaizen was just about to take a step towards the palm, but he was immediately grabbed by Lang Xue. She was trembling, her gaze filled with fear and pleading. She begged, "Run!"

Yan Zaizen's expression turned ugly. He felt incredibly stifled at the moment. This was because Lang Xue had essentially grabbed his arm with her entire body. She was far too close and her full breasts surrounded it without any mercy.

This type of soft sensation was literally his first. He couldn't help but gulp unknowingly. Despite the deep panic dominating her expression, Yan Zaizen couldn't help but think that she truly was a beauty with extraordinary assets. If she was his...

The palm shot toward the realmship not caring about Yan Zaizen's virgin emotions. The space trembled by its path, and Tao felt an endless pressure that could turn him to dust at the slightest touch.

Witnessing this, Yan Zaizen waved his hand as his emotions instantly stabilized. The realmship's shields were brought to its maximum strength. Tao felt the pressure considerably lessen.

Boom!

The collision of palm and shield caused the realmship and space to shudder violently. The bronze man's eyes narrowed, and he took another step. This time, his palm was a fist. He threw it forward with an indomitable momentum that distorted the surrounding space.

"Get off me." Yan Zaizen coldly demanded. However, Lang Xue did not move. Instead, she kept begging to flee. He cursed at her hard-headedness. He was just about to throw her off when space ripped viciously at the area Yun Baili was trying to suppress. His seal comprised of heavenly might seemed to be collapsing.

"Hmph!" He softly snorted, his hand opened and then clenched once more. This time, it was backed by his full heavenly cultivation base. The rippling space once again weakened. The man's every action seemed casual and smooth, as if nothing could cause him to worry.

The young, feminine-looking man from earlier saw this and stepped towards the realmship. His body was like water as he soared forth. From his dantian, a blue-colored shrine emerged. The surrounding space radiated a scintillating blue light. A deep-blue dragon of water manifested from his body. It was small, as small as a penny, but as it made its way towards the realmship, it expanded by a million times. Before long, it could rival a small mountain.

As it shot outwards, a trail of dazzling blue light lingered. From this blue light, water seemed to be produced within outer space. Before long, a river formed behind the dragon.

Boom! Boom!

The realmship sustained two attacks. The shields were fracturing, unable to hold against another attack. This may have taken a long time to describe, but it all happened in the time it takes for a mortal to blink.

"Fine!" Yan Zaizen coldly shouted. He touched the helm, and the realmship rippled with spatial fluctuations. This caused the other men behind Yun Baili to sneer with laughter. In unison, they raised their palms facing the realmship. They clenched in a similar fashion to Yun Baili. The spatial ripples were isolated by a collective heavenly-infused true-essence.

The realmship was grounded by this unified seal. Yan Zaizen's expression turned ugly. He didn't even know Heavenly Genesis cultivators could so easily isolate space with their true-essence. If so, then was space truly an impressive law?!

However, Yan Zaizen's thinking was wrong. The same reason he couldn't use space laws before was applicable to the realmship. It's the medium and not the profundity of the law. This realmship used essence crystals, not heavenly drops. If it did, how could these early stage Heavenly Genesis experts hope to block it?

He felt stifled, frustrated, and overall angry. Lang Xue saw this and was about to suggest they leave the realmship and make a run for it. It seems that she just wanted Yan Zaizen to live at this point. However, Yan Zaizen's eyes flickered with coldness. However, before he could take action, a light emerged from his body.

PA!

A near-deafening sound reverberated. Even the men who were using their heavenly might to isolate the ship paused and shivered slightly.

Pinaka emerged from Yan Zaizen's soul in her soul form. With her greatest strength, she directly slapped Lang Xue to the point she was sent to the edge of the realmship with a trail of blood spewing from her mouth. Her eyes contained a vicious intent filled with dislike towards Lang Xue.

As a spirit-rank armament, her actual form could rival an early-stage Heavenly Genesis expert, so her slaps were terrifyingly powerful.

And she did not hold back.

Yan Zaizen was shocked but before he could say anything, another round of attacks smashed into the realmship's barrier. It collapsed like shattered glass. The attackers saw this and immediately launched another round of attacks.

Yan Zaizen waved his hand, sending both Tao, Lang Xue, and the realmship into the Meteor Ring. He noticed that Lang Xue was bleeding with a deep palm print on her cheek. She was unconscious.

"Damn…" He couldn't help but shudder at Pinaka's ruthlessness. However, she had already re-entered his soul. She only left him with, "Don't get distracted! And don't fight! Leave first. Figure out the situation later." Pinaka was experienced. She knew that fighting someone with a backing in their own realm would only cause them to bring their daddies and granddaddies if they were losing.

The best solution was to depart.

Yan Zaizen nodded. With her words, his mind refocused. His expression turned calm and then viciously tyrannical! As if all in the world must bow before his invincible might!

Herculean Avatar Art!

His body transformed, his Mortal Dao erupted, and his vital energy seethed. With a step backwards in retreat, he sent a punch forwards. It collapsed the surrounding space, dissipating the surrounding true-essence for a millisecond. A single millisecond!

That was enough.

He timed it perfectly. With that millisecond of time, he vanished using the Infinite Chaotic Immersion Art.

"What!?" The entirety of the seven, Yun Baili included, had their eyes widen in disbelief as they simultaneously exclaimed. Chaotic space merging was profoundly different than the spatial void shifting. It left no traces, as if it accepted what was originally a part of it.

Spatial void shifting was creating channels and moving through it. With enough power, all heavenly cultivators could tunnel through it even without a single ounce of understanding towards space.

Unfortunately, unless you knew about chaotic space beforehand, locked onto the person with an art, comprehended space, or one's heavenly cultivation reached a high enough level, you would simply lose the person as if they just vanished without a trace.

By the time they retrieved their disbelieving expressions, Yan Zaizen had already departed far away.

Yun Baili's expression was slightly ugly, ruining his handsome face. He loosened his clenched fist. The spatial ripples once suppressed exploded into a wide spatial rift. Three people emerged. They wore cyan outfits with 'Xiuhei' character embroidered on it. They were two females, both middle-aged, and an elderly man.

The elderly man was skinny, had ash-grey hair, and slightly wrinkled skin. His eyes had a wiseness to it, but it had barely any vitality. If one looked at his forehead, they would see beads of sweat. The man had a fourth-floor Heavenly Genesis cultivation base, rivaling Yun Baili, but obviously a much weaker aura and presence.

His eyes were solemn. When he looked towards Yun Baili, his eyes turned deathly grave. Yun Baili didn't say a single word. He waved his hand, creating a spatial rift, and his men left as quickly as they arrived.

The old man's eyes flickered at this, as if he understood something. He withdrew a token, it had 'Xiuhei - Earth' on it. Earlier, it was resonating with its sister pair, but now it was as silent as night.

"How come he's here now? We were supposed to have nine hundred more years. This is troublesome! It ruins all our plans..." The man weakly muttered. He rubbed the token for a few seconds, but seeing nothing happen, he left with the two women.