"This distinguished lord has summoned Little Demon; it must be for another trade, right? What information do you seek this time?"

Before Daoist Ji could inquire, this cunning demon "sub-body" took the initiative to speak first.

The aura exuding from this sub-body was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, yet facing a Returning to Void Cultivator of the Human Clan, it showed no sign of fear or dread.

"Your Alien Demons captured a Void Fortress a day ago. I wish to know its whereabouts as soon as possible," Daoist Ji said flatly.

"So it's about that! You've come a bit late to ask Little Demon about it, haven't you? I'm fully aware of that matter, but the price is quite steep!"

"How high?"

"Oh, just that high!"

The cunning demon spoke while opening its mouth wide, large enough to fit an entire person.

"Hmph!"

Daoist Ji snorted coldly, tossing several Alien Crystals into its mouth.

Yet, the cunning demon kept its mouth open, its eyes filled with greed: "Not enough, not enough, just a little more!"

"Don't push your luck. This is the last one; no more after this," Daoist Ji said with a gloomy face, fiercely hurling an egg-sized Alien Crystal into its mouth.

Only then did the cunning demon appear somewhat satisfied, sticking out a vibrant red tongue with a Crystal Pearl and a dark green bead on its tip.

Daoist Ji reached out to take the two items, releasing a wisp of Divine Thought to probe into the Crystal Pearl, a hint of surprise flashing on his face.

"Is this Space-Time Beacon genuine?"

"My lord, you may distrust my words, but you must believe in the credibility of our clan!" The cunning demon resumed a normal demeanor and chuckled while licking its lips.

"Hmph, I'll trust you this once. Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Daoist Ji transformed into a gray tunneling light and flew off into the distance.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng and the Hundred Birds Taoist, who were hiding nearby, said nothing and broke through the void in tandem.

"Little Demon respectfully bids farewell to the distinguished lords, until the next trade!" The cunning demon shouted loudly, its mouth twitching slightly before suddenly exploding with a bang, transforming into wisps of black smoke that merged with the surroundings and vanished without a trace.

At the same time, Zhao Sheng and the others were flying forward at an extremely high speed.

"Daoist Ji, that cunning demon is extremely sly; aren't you afraid it might deceive us?" The Hundred Birds Taoist suddenly transmitted his voice within the tunneling light.

The cunning demons often engage in dealings that benefit both sides, and after this trade, there's no guarantee that the cunning demon won't turn around and leak their information for profit.

"There's certainly a possibility! Daoist Hundred Birds, are you frightened?" Daoist Ji said with a faint smile.

"I've been through countless battles; where does the word 'fear' come from? It's just out of caution," the Hundred Birds Taoist retorted somewhat indignantly.

"Though these cunning demons are incredibly sly, they are quite particular about credibility. Without it, they couldn't possibly manage to cater to both sides. After all, without credibility, who would trade with them?" Daoist Ji slowly explained.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly spoke: "How long until we reach that Space-Time Beacon?"

Daoist Ji's face shifted slightly, and after giving Zhao Sheng a deep look, he said, "About half a day's journey remaining."

"Good!" Zhao Sheng nodded and remained silent.

The three of them then drove the tunneling light in silence, half a day passing in a blink.

Three tunneling lights broke through the darkness, abruptly stopping above an immensely large Space-time Vortex, where the surroundings were more "tranquil," evidently indicating that the Space-time Barriers were "thinner."

"Yes, this is the place!" Daoist Ji set loose his Divine Thought to scan the surroundings and suddenly nodded in agreement.

"Luckily we didn't arrive too late! If we can find the whereabouts of the B2 Virtual Realm Fortress before anyone else, we will undoubtedly make a mark in front of our fellow Returning to Void Cultivators," the Hundred Birds Taoist exclaimed excitedly upon seeing this.

The shallow comment from a Half-Immortal of the Void surprised Zhao Sheng, causing him to look lightly down upon him, not expecting such a lack of substance from this person.

"There's no time to lose; let's promptly slip back to the real world and take action when the time is right!"

"Hold on!"

As soon as the Hundred Birds Taoist finished speaking, Zhao Sheng intervened.

"Daoist Yan, do you have any objections?" The Hundred Birds Taoist looked over with some surprise.

Zhao Sheng shook his head and said, "Not at all! I'm just worried there might be a trap. So I suggest you both refrain from deploying your True Body; instead, use your Divine Split to scout first and then decide what to do?"

"Indeed! I was a bit over-eager and careless. Thank you for the reminder, Daoist Yan."

Daoist Ji silently swallowed his words, showing a look of approval.

The Hundred Birds Taoist immediately waved his long sleeves, and with a flash of red light, a completely fiery red Phoenix appeared before the three of them.

Then, he laughed heartily, as a transparent human figure flew swiftly out from his brow and darted into the Fire Phoenix's head.

On the other side, Daoist Ji affixed a Divine Split onto a zombie body.

The immense fierce aura emanating from the zombie revealed it to be a Ten-thousand-year-old Corpse Emperor with combat prowess comparable to a Returning to Void Cultivator.

Zhao Sheng retrieved a Tiger Head Spirit Puppet and infused a Divine Split into its Spirit Core.

"Let's move!" Daoist Ji glanced at their "avatars" and said calmly.

Saying this, the Ten-thousand-year-old Corpse Emperor was enveloped in a radiant black light, and its pair of dark golden claws suddenly tore open the void before it, slipping inside with a flash.

A blaze of fire followed closely, slipping into the space rift before it healed over.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered with a bright glint, and with a slight movement of his mind, the Tiger Head Spirit Puppet ahead raised its giant sword and swung it down smoothly.

Where the blade passed, the void tore open a long "crack" with exceptional smoothness,

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