502: The Great Transformation of the Underworld

Xun Xiuyuan's expression was grave as he slowly recounted the matter to the Dao Law Progenitor, casting glances at Xie Nanqiao beside him from time to time.

The Dao Law Progenitor listened in silence, a flicker of imperceptible fluctuation flashing through its eyes, before it finally nodded slightly.

Understanding the intent, Xun Xiuyuan immediately took Xie Nanqiao's hand, and with their robes fluttering, they turned into a streak of light and merged into the towering gateway of the Ling Tian Pagoda.

The Dao Law Progenitor stood still, its gaze looking distantly in the direction where the two had disappeared.

The sleeves of the Dao Law Progenitor moved without wind, and a vicissitude of life, inconsistent with the youthful appearance of the Dao Law Progenitor, emerged on its face.

Although the Ling Tian Pagoda had not recognized the Dao Law Progenitor as its master, over these years, the Dao Law Progenitor and the pagoda spirit had long reached a certain tacit understanding.

After countless debates and confrontations, and having borrowed the Ling Tian Pagoda to Cultivate so many times, this ancient Sacred Artifact was both an old friend and an opponent to the Dao Law Progenitor.

At this moment, the surviving experts of the Blue Star gathered one after another, each looking at the Dao Law Progenitor with fervent eyes.

Even though the youthful appearance of the Dao Law Progenitor had returned, the aura around it and the majesty between its brows still allowed everyone to recognize this Supreme who had guarded the Blue Star for thousands of years at the first glance.

Some could not help but take half a step forward, yet they respectfully stopped, their eyes intertwined with awe and anticipation.

The Dao Law Progenitor slowly turned its head, its gaze sweeping over everyone present. Its lips trembled slightly as if it wanted to say something, but in the end, it just sighed softly and swallowed the words back into its stomach.

These people were all Disciples of the Dao Law Progenitor. Although they had followed Bai Guang for many years, that Bai Guang had disguised himself extremely well, with meticulous thoughts and superb methods. Even the Dao Law Progenitor itself had been deceived for a time, let alone these Juniors.

They had not done anything too excessive; they had simply been misled. Thinking of this, the reproach in the heart of the Dao Law Progenitor gradually dissipated, replaced by a trace of helplessness and tolerance.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for its instructions.

At this moment, a Hongmeng Realm expert stepped out from the crowd. They bowed and said respectfully: "Old Ancestor, the matters here are concluded. Should we return to the Blue Star?"

Return to the Blue Star—this sentence was profound. The Blue Star was not only their hometown but also the root of the entire Blue Star Universe.

The Blue Star Universe, as the name suggests, is the vast space-time with the Blue Star as its core.

As the ancestral star, the Blue Star was the only planet in this Universe that nurtured life, yet it miraculously gave birth to countless experts, whose number even exceeded that of the vast Cosmic Battlefield.

These experts walked out from the Blue Star, roaming the star seas and creating legends, making this tiny planet the spiritual symbol of the entire Universe.

The Dao Law Progenitor was silent for a moment, its gaze cast toward the Void Realm where Xun Xiuyuan had disappeared. A complex look flashed in its eyes, and it finally nodded, saying in a deep voice: "Very well, let us return for now."

As its words fell, everyone responded in unison, following the footsteps of the Dao Law Progenitor, turning into streaks of light, Transmigrating through the starry sky, and galloping toward the direction of the Blue Star.

Inside the Ling Tian Pagoda, soft light spilled down from the top of the pagoda, reflecting on the walls carved with ancient runes, and the air was filled with a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere.

Xun Xiuyuan, Xie Nanqiao, Xiaoxuan, and Youming—the four of them should have been sitting opposite each other, but a closer look revealed some discrepancies.

No, Youming was not sitting; he was squatting.

He huddled in the corner, his body leaning slightly forward, hands hugging his knees, his eyes darting around, completely devoid of his former majesty.

Xun Xiuyuan although knew that this Youming had been severely dealt with by Xiaoxuan and had likely suffered quite a bit of torture before, he did not expect Youming to be this docile now, almost like a tamed beast.

Ever since Xun Xiuyuan entered the Ling Tian Pagoda, Youming had been wearing a fawning smile, forcing a grin at the corners of his mouth, yet unable to hide the fear and helplessness in the depths of his eyes.

He no longer dared to speak loudly, acting cautiously, and was no longer the arrogant and domineering figure he once was, as if he had become a different person.

Youming had no choice; he knew very well that as long as he could not get out of this Ling Tian Pagoda, he would never be a match for Xiaoxuan.

Every time he resisted, it would result in more severe punishment; those manipulated rules and time made him suffer greatly.

As the artifact spirit of the Ling Tian Pagoda, in this world, rules, Laws, time, and everything else were all under Xiaoxuan's control.

Dressed in red, she sat there leisurely with a smile on her face, her fingers tapping lightly on the table, as if everything were under her control.

The surrounding space seemed to fluctuate with her will, and subtle runes flowed, demonstrating her authority.

Here, she was the Dominator.

No one could challenge her will, and even the once-mighty expert Youming could only succumb to her power.

Xun Xiuyuan sighed inwardly; this world was indeed one where the weak are prey to the strong, while Xie Nanqiao watched quietly, a glimmer of thought flashing in her eyes.

Xun Xiuyuan ignored Youming's fawning; after all, he had long witnessed Youming's once-arrogant appearance.

If not for the power of the System, back in that unpredictable Secret Realm, he would have long since become a ghost under the other party's hands. Thinking back now, he still felt a chill down his spine.

"How did you determine that Ye Mao had been subjected to Possession?"

Xun Xiuyuan's gaze was like a torch, cutting straight to the point without beating around the bush.

Youming had glimpsed the changing situation in the outside world through Xiaoxuan's perception ability.

Seeing the scene where Kun Xu successfully completed the Possession, and comparing it to his own state of being trapped in this Supreme treasure without seeing the light of day, and being used as nourishment for Cultivation every day, this disparate situation filled Youming's heart with twisted unwillingness and jealousy.

After some struggle, Youming finally chose to reveal to Xiaoxuan the secret that the Kun Xu clan could perform Possession from afar through secret methods.

He turned to face Xun Xiuyuan, his tone carrying a hint of testing and compromise:

"Fellow Daoist Xun, I am willing to tell you everything I know, but before that, I have a condition!"

As he spoke, Youming glanced at Xiaoxuan unobtrusively, as if even making a condition in this Supreme treasure required extreme caution.

Before Xun Xiuyuan could give any reply, Xiaoxuan had already spoken impatiently, her voice carrying a hint of eagerness: "Master, whatever you want to know, tell me, and I guarantee he will tell you everything. I have ways to make him obedient."

After Xiaoxuan finished speaking, Youming's body trembled quite obviously, as if he had been pricked by something invisible, his hair standing slightly on end, but he still gritted his teeth and did not relent, only staring fixedly at Xun Xiuyuan, as if waiting for his final decision.

Xun Xiuyuan laughed softly, a playful arc appearing at the corners of his mouth: "What condition?"

When he spoke, he waved his hand casually, signaling Xiaoxuan not to be anxious, his movements composed, as if everything was under his control.

His gaze, however, never left Youming, carrying a sense of scrutiny.