"Taoist Yan, you are... too kind! Rest assured, once the master exits seclusion, Brother Dai will certainly report this." Dai Yiping pretended to decline a few times before finally slipping the Spirit Pill into his sleeve.

The elder with the clear crown was overjoyed at these words. The reason he had repeatedly given gifts was precisely for such a promise.

"With Brother Dai's words, I can finally rest assured."

"No need to mention it, it's just a mere word, truly insignificant."

Just as Dai Yiping finished speaking, his ears suddenly twitched, and his expression turned serious and respectful, as if he had heard something, nodding repeatedly in agreement.

Following this, the man with a beaming smile said to the elder with the clear crown, "Congratulations to Taoist Yan. The master has just exited seclusion and especially invites you into the residence for a discussion."

The elder with the clear crown was overjoyed and said, "Really? Wonderful, I dare not let Master Zhao wait. Brother Dai, please lead the way quickly."

Dai Yiping secretly sighed at the other's good fortune. Outside, many desired to meet the master, yet their wishes remained unfulfilled. Who would have thought this person would gain such an opportunity with just a few visits?

It's hard to say, perhaps the master took into account that this person was a descendant of the Yan Family.

Dai Yiping led the elder with the clear crown into the cave mansion, walking along the passageway for several miles, finally arriving before a secret chamber.

As the two approached the chamber, the jade-white stone gate opened without wind, with a faint brilliance spilling out from inside.

Dai Yiping stopped before the door, turned his head, and made a gesture inviting the other inside.

The elder with the clear crown straightened his attire once again, took a deep breath, and solemnly walked into the secret chamber.

His figure had just stepped inside when the stone gate rumbled and closed by itself.

It wasn't long before the stone gate opened again, and the elder with the clear crown exited, somewhat dazed.

Dai Yiping, seeing this, didn't ask much, merely silently leading the person outward.

At this moment in the secret chamber, a gentle glow fell from the ceiling, illuminating the cold and quiet space.

Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged in the center of the Jade Platform, his eyes flickering slightly as he gradually fell into contemplation.

The person just now hailed from the Hongli Yan Family, whose ancestral patriarch was none other than Seventh Senior Brother Yan Yue.

Because Seventh Senior Brother was nearing the end of his life, the Yan Family was in a state of panic, anxiously seeking a new patron.

He was not the only choice for the Yan Family, but he was the most promising one to become their new patron.

Additionally, this person had tried to probe whether he had intentions to establish a new domain.

According to the traditions of the Immortal Sect, every newly advanced Returning Void Venerable has the special right to choose a Barbaric zone within the Da Kun Continent to personally develop a new Human Clan Spirit Domain, such as Chen Bei with the Jinlan Spirit Domain.

The establishment of any new domain has always been an event fraught with both risk and reward. Despite the high likelihood of failure, the benefits of success drive one to madness, greatly benefiting not only oneself but also bringing prosperity to one's family for countless generations.

The most vivid example is Third Senior Brother Chen Bei and the Jinlan Chen Family.

To say he wasn't tempted would be a lie. But after much deliberation, Zhao Sheng temporarily put aside the idea of establishing a new domain.

To speak plainly, establishing a new domain isn't something easy; it is an extremely complex and time-consuming project.

According to the precedent set by Third Senior Brother Chen Bei, he would need to oversee the new domain for at least several thousand years to initially stabilize its foundation.

Zhao Sheng had cultivated for less than a thousand years in this lifetime, his cultivation having reached the Returning to Void Realm.

If given several thousand years, he would likely have already broken through to the Unification Realm and naturally established the Divine Palace Cave Heaven. Why would he need to laboriously develop a new Spirit Domain?

Therefore, to him, establishing a new domain seemed completely like a tedious task with long duration and little return, appearing entirely unworthwhile.

"However... there is indeed a place quite suitable."

After pondering for a while, Zhao Sheng suddenly muttered to himself.

As soon as these words were spoken, he vanished from the secret chamber without a trace.

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Rumbling, rumbling...

On the vast boundless land, mountains and stones appeared black, cold, and hard amidst the dimness. The sky was shrouded with thick Thunder Clouds, dense with Thunder and Lightning, darting through the clouds like dragons and serpents. Large ribbons of thunder occasionally struck down like giant serpents extending to the depths of the earth, getting thicker and more concentrated as they extended further.

Reaching the deepest dimness, one could see tidal waves of thunder pouring down as if the sky had collapsed.

In the depths of the Heavenly Vault, thunder of dazzling hues filled the skies, red, orange, blue, green, yellow, purple, black, wildly striking down, with nearly liquefied crystalline Thunder Slurry permeating the Void, chilling to behold.

This was the Mystic Iron Thunder Domain, perpetually engulfed in endless thunder, extending nearly ten thousand miles, with unknown depths of Spirit Iron Ore Layer buried underground.

Amidst the depths of the Mystic Iron Thunder Domain stood a black iron mountain. Although only a hundred zhang high, it was bathed year-round in torrent-like rainbow thunder slurry, its body already transformed into a Heaven and Earth Strange Object, unafraid of worldly lightning.

At this moment, a figure sat cross-legged on the peak of the iron mountain, where the torrent of thunder above formed an enormous funnel.

Infinite Thunder Slurry flowed along the "funnel", all absorbed into the body of the figure, as if there was an endless Abyss, never full.

Zhao Sheng had been in the Mystic Iron Thunder Domain for a decade, every day, every moment, endless Thunder Power pouring madly into his body, constantly enjoying the thrill of his cultivation surge.

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