His plan was still too straightforward. Originally, he intended to track the power of faith to locate the coordinates of the True Void Home. Unexpectedly, the Supreme Mother had been preoccupied lately and seemed to care little for the devoted believers she highly valued before. Left without choice, Nezha intercepted a portion of the Supreme Mother's power of faith and sought help from a professional—the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

At the moment, Guanyin was still chanting sutras at Fruit Mountain—or rather, Huaguo Mountain now, as peach blossoms had already bloomed across the mountain.

Nezha found her effortlessly. After glancing at the spirit stone, which looked no different from before, he directly explained the matter to Guanyin without ceremony, handing over the collected bundle of faith power.

Guanyin pinched the bundle of faith, scrutinizing it carefully before saying, "I can locate the True Void Home, but the Supreme Mother is a Quasi-Saint Great Expert. You must prioritize safety on this trip."

Nezha nodded and replied, "Don't worry. If something seems amiss, I'll retreat into the Mountain and River Map. I've crossed paths with the Supreme Mother before; it's unlikely she can subdue me with one strike."

Upon hearing this, Guanyin felt a bit disheartened. For one, this younger brother's cultivation was now beyond her understanding, while she herself had yet to recover to her peak. And secondly, her mind wandered back to her days in the Chan Sect.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect—eleven were companions of the Crown Prince in studies. At that time, she had cultivated to the level of Daluo Immortal, yet the only treasure she could present was a Jade Purifying Bottle. Thinking of the Chan Sect's current predicament, she shook her head lightly and sighed.

Putting aside her sentimentality, she held the bundle of faith power in one hand and formed a series of seals with the other. Dozens of Dharma Seals surged into the bundle, causing the originally invisible faith power to transform into a thread of white light that was about to leave her palm.

"Younger brother, this faith power is far too little; it's only enough to cast one spell. Take caution during your journey."

Just as Nezha was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something. From his sleeve, he retrieved the Karma Fire Red Lotus. Ever since falling from the Twelfth Grade to the Ninth Grade during the chaos, it had become relatively dispensable now that he was protected by the Chaos Bell.

Though the Karma Fire Red Lotus had declined to the Ninth Grade, it was still superior to ordinary Ninth Grade Lotus Platforms. Nezha handed it directly to Guanyin.

Guanyin was undoubtedly fond of the item. Her Luo Jia Mountain already housed the Pure World White Lotus, Merit Golden Lotus, Green Lotus, and now the Karma Fire Red Lotus. Though the highest among them were merely Ninth Grade, she was quite satisfied.

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Supported by the income from these treasures, don't be fooled by Guanyin's appearance of chanting sutras to a stone every day—she certainly wasn't a solitary figure. Under her leadership, there was a massive group operating around her.

After Nezha handed over the Ninth Grade Karma Fire Lotus to Guanyin, he released his control over the bundle of faith power. The thread of white light drifted away like blue smoke, heading rapidly into the distance. Nezha immediately concealed his figure and followed quickly.

From the perspective of time, the Primordial Land resembled a linear ribbon. From the perspective of space, however, it was akin to a massive sphere—the surface of which was an ever-expanding boundary plane. This sphere not only surrounded countless smaller spheres but also encased more spheres within.

Following the white light, Nezha breached layer after layer of boundary planes, seemingly delving toward the sphere's heart. Along the way, Nezha experienced an odd sense of familiarity, as though he had been to the True Void Home before.

But he was certain he hadn't!

After pursuing it for a while longer, Nezha finally understood why that sense of familiarity arose—it was because he had cleaned up the "server room" here before. If he ventured deeper, he truly thought he'd end up back in the foundation world of the Primordial Land.

Typically, the closer one gets to the core of this world, the more ancient it becomes. Nezha began to wonder: was the Supreme Mother truly this formidable?

After chasing for more than three months, Nezha finally saw the white light entering a pitch-dark world. Instead of charging in recklessly, he paused outside, as his Divine Soul's Hongmeng Purple Qi emitted unusual fluctuations upon arriving.

Stealthily, he opened a small gap and used a spell to probe the interior. The result differed somewhat from his expectations. Forget the idyllic imagery of the Immortal Blessed Land—it felt, for a moment, as though he had arrived at a branch of the underworld. In summary: two words—utterly eerie.

Though Nezha's cultivation may have seemed brief, he had certainly experienced his fair share of the mystical spectrum—Immortals, Gods, Buddhas, Demons, and even Chaos. Observing for a while, he found the aura inside far too convoluted—it intertwined Immortal, God, Buddha, and Demon energies. What path exactly did this Supreme Mother follow?

After observing a while longer, Nezha activated the Dao Qi within him and directly slipped inside, transforming into one of the countless Huang Xuers present.

"Trust the Mother for eternal life—long live the Mother!"

Embedded infiltration was something Nezha had already practiced in the Blood Sea before. Hoping to leverage his wealth of covert experience to glean information, he ended up slightly disappointed. These Dead Souls had already been corrupted by Demonic Qi; perhaps physically eliminating them was the most merciful choice.

Following the Dead Souls further, Nezha finally discovered the Supreme Mother's palace. He quickly sensed an immense underground array. Thanks to Yunxiao's meticulous guidance, Nezha's understanding of arrays was superb for his level. After examining this particular array, the overwhelming impression he got was: strong and ancient.

What could possibly require such formidable suppression? Moreover, the array's eye wasn't composed of something ordinary. Investigating further, he discovered parts of the array had been deliberately damaged. He traced its network to the source of the destruction—the array eye itself.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, what was suppressed there wasn't an ordinary object. Instead, it was a beautifully attired woman in palace garments...

Nezha had a few friends within the Chan Sect. Although he hadn't studied the Yuxu Immortal Technique, he wasn't unfamiliar with it. Judging by the pure wave of Yuxu Immortal Mana emanating from the woman, she was likely the Taiyuan Saint Mother referred to by Tongtian Sect Master.

The Taiyuan Saint Mother before him seemed calm and reserved; her aura betrayed none of the Supreme Mother's abrasive disposition. However, reflecting on the significant differences between the Lishan Old Mother and the Teacher's True Self, Nezha found it easier to comprehend.

Nezha refrained from initiating communication with her immediately. Instead, he skirted around her to inspect the damaged portion of the array, hoping to discern what exactly was being suppressed beneath.

The underground was pitch dark. With Nezha's cultivation, neither light nor shadow could hinder his sight, yet before him stretched a void that swallowed all perception. His senses failed entirely within the darkness.

He gazed into it—and within his gaze, something seemed to gaze back at him.

What lay within appeared to be demonic, but Nezha, being well-acquainted with Old Luo, could confirm this demon had nothing whatsoever to do with Luo Hou.

His Destroying Immortal Sword didn't exhibit slightest attraction; rather, it seemed to radiate faint hostility. Puzzled, Nezha wondered—could there be another Demon Ancestor in this world?

No matter—guesswork wasn't necessary. An eyewitness—the Taiyuan Saint Mother—was right above. Judging by her appearance, Nezha immediately surmised that her Corpse-Cutting Avatar must have employed some method to reverse the situation. That method was likely linked to the damages in the array.

Around the Taiyuan Saint Mother, Nezha conducted his inspection. The Supreme Mother had left no precautions, entirely confident in this area's security.

Hence, under the Saint Mother's perplexed gaze, a mischievous spirit wandered around aimlessly near her, waving its hands in strange gestures.

The Taiyuan Saint Mother stared at him for a moment before understanding Nezha's "silent signals," realizing that assistance had arrived. Her reaction, however, was one of muted exasperation. While she recognized his caution, his frantic gesturing resembled sloppy seal formations and lacked dignity.

With a gentle activation of her Mana, the white light enveloped the "mischievous spirit" entirely, drawing him inside the array.

"Did Yuanshi Tianzun send you?"

The mischievous spirit froze for a moment. She could speak? Then wasn't all that gesturing futile, making him seem foolish?

Turning to reveal his true form, Nezha performed a perfectly polite bow and said, "Junior disciple of Her Majesty, Nezha, greets Senior."

The Taiyuan Saint Mother appeared momentarily bewildered. This was Chang Sect's affair; why wasn't a Chan Sect disciple dispatched, but rather a disciple of Nuwa?

Seeing the Saint Mother's doubt, Nezha realized he couldn't easily explain the current state of the Chan Sect. So he summarized succinctly, "Second Uncle-Master went to Chaos; Third Uncle-Master sent me."

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