Beheading Path stood there, gazing silently at Chu Mo, as if deep in thought. After a long time, he finally smiled at Chu Mo, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, my master!"

Chu Mo looked at Beheading Path with a slightly dazed expression, not understanding why he was reacting this way.

Beheading Path said, "To have created our father—indeed, you are extraordinary. Reflecting deeply, the higher the realm, the more one must have their own Dao. What doesn't belong to oneself truly cannot be one's own."

Chu Mo chuckled somewhat awkwardly, "I'm glad you can resonate with my thoughts."

"This is the proper Dao, of course I must acknowledge it." Beheading Path once again bowed to Chu Mo, then with a flicker of his form, returned to the Celestial Divine Mirror.

To be recognized brought great joy to Chu Mo. Though the sharp pain of having his Great Dao severed still made his heart tremble, he held no regrets. If given another chance, Chu Mo would still make the same choice.

Some matters seem predestined by the heavens. Chu Mo's innate pride and unwavering determination had dispelled a catastrophic disaster from his path. Though he could not sense it now, in the future, it would bear profound impact.

After taking a brief rest, Chu Mo cast his gaze towards the massive finger beside him. After some thought, he decided to commence refining the finger right there.

Under the sea of the Heavenly Realm, where even the divine sense of great beings could not penetrate, such a place was indeed perfectly suited for this task.

Chu Mo spent more than half a month designing, conducting various simulations and calculations. He planned to refine the finger directly into a dharma instrument.

The final form of the dharma instrument already appeared in Chu Mo's mind: no larger than a flute, gleaming white like jade, exuding mysterious and fathomless power. Of course, this was merely Chu Mo's imagined ideal of its final form. The ultimate result would depend on the actual process of refining.

If all went well, this colossal finger would be refined into a genuine Great Saint Artifact!

And this would be the very first Great Saint Artifact personally crafted by Chu Mo.

The process would be lengthy—if it went smoothly, it might take more than a year, which would already be considered swift.

Once the dharma instrument was completed, he intended to bring it along and settle the score with the Zhong Family!

Yet Chu Mo was unaware that turmoil had already engulfed the Zhong Family. The wrath of the entire Luotian Imperial Clan had nearly all focused on the Zhong Family.

A tremendous battle had erupted.

Ji Qingyu was deeply moved by the Imperial Clan's efforts—they sent many powerful cultivators to attack the Zhong Family.

This was a true war belonging to the Cultivation Realm. Its brutality exceeded the intensity of the previous battles by far.

Countless lives were lost, many sacrificied themselves to pay the ultimate price.

The forces involved grew increasingly numerous until eventually, the conflict became a life-and-death showdown between the Imperial Clan and its enemies!

Chu Mo's matter could only be considered the spark. The true reason was that neither side could wait for the opening of the Ancient Battlefield—they sought to settle certain matters before it began.

Zhong Caiyun couldn't resist making his move, but he was intercepted by the Jiang Family's patriarch and Old Vine. Though they did not fight to the death, Zhong Caiyun ultimately retreated in defeat.

Zhong Caiyun's defeat marked the overall collapse of the Zhong Family's faction.

On the battlefield, the coalition army led by the Zhong Family and several allied forces was crushed by the Imperial Clan's power.

In the end, the Zhong Family was utterly devastated—alongside many other forces.

The aftermath of this war would persist far longer than three years; even thirty thousand years would not be enough for the Zhong Family to recover!

Though the Imperial Clan suffered significant losses, sacrificing many of its people, the results of the battle were undeniably gratifying.

Yet for Ji Qingyu, Chu Tianji, Zi Dao, Liu Yunfeng, and the Witch, the loss of their most cherished ones overshadowed everything. Even though the Imperial Clan ultimately emerged victorious, their hearts remained shrouded in grief.

Especially Qi Xiaoyu, who disregarded Ji Qingyu's advice and stubbornly ventured into the depths of the Heavenly Realm's sea. By now, she had completely lost contact.

Ji Qingyu even entered the Trial Field, seeking out Hongyue and her peers, hoping they could persuade Qi Xiaoyu. Yet, Hongyue and the others were at a loss—they too could not locate Qi Xiaoyu nor establish any contact.

Finally, more than eight months after Chu Mo was cast into the Heavenly Realm sea, the war between the Imperial Clan and the Zhong Family came to a definite end. Ji Qingyu led many others back to the Heavenly Realm's sea. By this point, she no longer harbored hopes of finding Chu Mo; all she wanted was to retrieve her daughter-in-law.

Unfortunately, despite searching for many days with numerous powerful cultivators, Qi Xiaoyu's whereabouts remained undiscovered. Instead, several clashes occurred with the strong beings inhabiting the Heavenly Realm's sea.

Ultimately, Ji Qingyu had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

No one could truly comprehend the depth of Ji Qingyu and Chu Tianji's sorrow—they even considered plunging into the sea to search for their son.

But everyone knew such actions would lead only to death and yield no results.

Thus, upon their return, Ji Qingyu, Chu Tianji, and others immediately entered seclusion.

They had no intention of participating in the Ancient Battlefield—only aspired to, one day, ascend to the ancestral realm and retrieve Chu Mo by any means.

Ji Qingyu and her group failed to reach Qi Xiaoyu or retrieve Chu Mo from the depths of the Heavenly Realm sea, and ultimately returned empty-handed.

Meanwhile, Chu Mo continued refining the giant finger day and night, aiming to turn it into a Great Saint Artifact.

But where was Qi Xiaoyu at this moment?

She was right in the Heavenly Realm sea!

The Heavenly Realm sea stretched boundlessly, teeming with countless powerful beings. The former dominant forces were none other than Patriarch Heiyu's Heavenly Realm Sea Ancient Sect and the Heiyu Clan. But now, both of these forces had been shattered.

Thus, another sect, long suppressed by the Heavenly Realm Sea Ancient Sect, finally rose to prominence.

They were the Boundary Sea Dao Sect.

This sect was human-led!

While also formidable, they lacked a patriarch as powerful as Patriarch Heiyu.

The Boundary Sea Dao Sect was an ancient sect, steeped in mystery. Rumor had it their ancestors had once produced giants; this information is documented in the sect's lineage records. However, this was from an unimaginably distant era.

Today, the Boundary Sea Dao Sect consisted of thirteen branches. Each branch was overseen by a mighty Great Saint.

Their headquarters was located on a mysterious island in the Heavenly Realm sea—a location nearly impossible for non-natives to find. This island existed as an independent pocket dimension.

The headquarters housed three Great Saints.

These three Great Saints were peak cultivators of the Great Saint Realm.

During the reign of Patriarch Heiyu over this sea region, the Boundary Sea Dao Sect remained extremely low-profile, never revealing themselves.

Although Patriarch Heiyu was aware of their existence, he never provoked them, and both sides maintained peace. Occasionally, disciples from the thirteen islands of the Boundary Sea Dao Sect clashed with those of the Ancient Sect, but such skirmishes were trivial.

Now, with Patriarch Heiyu vanished and the Ancient Sect obliterated, the Heiyu Clan nearly exterminated, the Boundary Sea Dao Sect finally ushered in its day in the sun.

Recently, the Boundary Sea Dao Sect welcomed a grand occasion!

Their young master, Xuan Wudi, son of Great Saint Xuansong—one of the three Great Saints—was about to marry!

This young Heavenly Genius, who had entered the Great Saint Realm before turning thirteen thousand years old, had always been absorbed in cultivation and showed no interest in women. His marital prospects had long concerned the three Great Saints of the sect.

The three Boundary Sea Dao Sect Saints—Xuansong, Xuanyue, and Xuanxue—were siblings. Xuansong was the eldest brother, Xuanyue the second sister, and Xuanxue the youngest sister. Among them, only Xuansong was married, with countless wives and concubines, but he only had one son, Xuan Wudi. Xuanyue and Xuanxue, focused solely on the Dao, remained unmarried.

The Xuan Family was considered a true ancient clan within the Luotian Immortal Domain. Eons ago, they established the Boundary Sea Dao Sect upon arriving in the Heavenly Realm sea, firmly rooting themselves there.

To this day, they had weathered countless generations. Now, as the Boundary Sea Dao Sect emerged as the most powerful force in this vast sea, the marriage of young master Xuan Wudi once again came to prominence.

Fortuitously, Xuan Wudi, who had always shunned romantic affairs, finally had someone dear to his heart.

This revelation was a monumental event for the entire Boundary Sea Dao Sect; once the wedding date was decided, the sect, along with the thirteen branches, erupted into joyous activity.

The island masters of the thirteen islands—each equivalent to the sect's elders—upon hearing the news of the young master's wedding, busily searched for wedding gifts to present.

Within the headquarters' pocket dimension, a lively atmosphere pervaded.

At this moment, Xuan Wudi sat chatting with a woman of outstanding beauty. His face brimmed with joy, his essence energy radiating elation.

Xuan Wudi was extremely handsome, appearing no older than thirty. He possessed sword-shaped brows, starry eyes, and a tall, lean figure. His long black hair was tied back, adorned with a golden crown forged from divine gold. This crown was, in fact, a Great Saint Artifact! He wore a green robe, and his demeanor exuded elegance and sophistication.

Sitting across from him was a woman with a cold expression, her delicate brows furrowed. Yet she was so stunning that even with her icy demeanor and impassive face, her beauty was utterly breathtaking. Her aura lacked even the slightest ripple, making her appear entirely like a mortal from the secular world.

"Sister Chu, the island masters of the thirteen branches will begin arriving in the coming days to celebrate our wedding. I hope Sister Chu can show them some courtesy and refrain from speaking coldly to them," Xuan Wudi said cautiously to the woman before him. He adored this woman; from the moment he first saw her, he had been completely captivated, unable to extricate himself. Thus, despite being a young Great Saint, he seemed overly careful in her presence, fearing that a single wrong word might offend her.

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