Chapter 1633 The Mahayana Monk in Hongmeng Divine Realm

After all, the Wanxiang Business Alliance's business has basically reached the nine divine realms, so they built this thoroughfare to all realms to make it convenient for cultivators from the nine divine realms to come here to do business.

The huge flow of people also leads to extremely high transaction taxes here, which benefits the Vientiane Business Alliance.

The only thing that made Zhang Xuan feel strange was that he had never met this Mahayana senior before, and this Mahayana senior wanted to meet him and asked him some questions.

After Zhang Xuan pondered for a moment, he began to think, "Since this Mahayana senior has come here so many times and clearly stated that he has something important to ask, it must be something serious."

Although he now has a certain status in the Immortal Gourd Realm and Broken Sky City, he is still just a small fusion among the nine divine realms.

What exactly did this Mahayana senior see in me?

Could it be that I have some secret that I don’t even know about, and this senior has discovered it?

The more Zhang Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was of great importance.

Since this senior is so determined to meet me, if I don't go to see him, I might miss some important opportunity, or even bring myself unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, Zhang Xuan decided that next time he would replace Zhang Yuhuai and enter the Zhang Family Spiritual Pill Pavilion, the thoroughfare of all realms, to meet this Mahayana senior.

This thoroughfare of all worlds is the territory of the Wanxiang Business Alliance. In the thoroughfare of all worlds, cultivators can only enter with their spirits and cannot engage in combat.

Zhang Xuan is still guaranteed in terms of safety.

It didn't take long.

The Mahayana cultivator that the old patriarch mentioned came to Zhang's Lingdan Pavilion.

"I have been waiting for you for several years, and you finally showed up." said the Mahayana monk.

"I wonder what you want to talk to me about?" Zhang Xuan asked directly.

"I have a daughter named Xue'er, a fusion genius from the Hongmeng Divine Realm. Five thousand years ago, she disappeared for no apparent reason. Even with my authority over the rules of the Great Dao, I cannot fathom her whereabouts."

"Senior's daughter is missing? I wonder what this has to do with me. I have never been to the Hongmeng Divine Realm."

"Just because you haven't been to the Hongmeng Divine Realm doesn't mean she hasn't been to the Longji Divine Realm or the Tianxing Divine Realm."

"She has been to my divine realm?"

The Mahayana cultivator shook his head and said, "I've tried everything in the Dragon Spine Divine Realm, the Sky Star Divine Realm, and the Eight Star Palaces, but I haven't found it."

"So she hasn't been to these places either?"

"Perhaps not."

"Then why did you come here to find me, Senior?"

"I also happened to come to the Myriad Worlds' Avenue. Using the power of the Great Dao's rules, I sensed that your causal lines had once intersected with hers."

"The lines of cause and effect intersect?"

"Yes, that means you and she have met before."

"How is that possible? I've never been to the Hongmeng Divine Realm, and she's never been here. How could we have possibly met?"

"That means you have met in other divine realms."

"I haven't been to other divine realms either. I have a good son-in-law named You Wuya, who has already advanced to the True Immortal realm. Unfortunately, he's in seclusion. Otherwise, I could have him come over to help."

"Haha..." The Mahayana cultivator sneered, "Don't bring up your immortal son-in-law all the time to scare people. Frankly speaking, if you didn't have a true immortal son-in-law, I would have searched his soul long ago. Why would I bother with so much trouble?"

"Senior, please be patient. Can you guess when the causal connection between your daughter and I intersected? What is your daughter's fundamental magical power? Perhaps I can remember it."

"The causal line between you and Xue'er intersected... probably more than a thousand years ago. Xue'er possessed many avenue-origin magical powers, including the Five Elements avenue-origin magical powers, fossil magical powers, and soul attacks..."

"I remember..." Zhang Xuan said suddenly.

More than a thousand years ago, before he went into seclusion, he visited the Concave Stronghold on the border of the Divine Realm.

In this stronghold, there are many combined Taoist corpses.

Among them is a female cultivator who is good at spiritual attacks and can turn into stone.

It seems that the Xue'er that the senior mentioned should be this person.

Next, Zhang Xuan told the Mahayana cultivator in front of him about his experience of exploring the stronghold on the border of the divine domain with Zhan Wushuang, Chief of the Yushen Guards, and Du'e Daozun more than a thousand years ago.

When hearing Zhang Xuan's description of the combined female monk's corpse that was good at soul attacks and had turned into a stone statue, the originally heavy aura around the Mahayana monk suddenly fluctuated for a moment.

Although his face was still shrouded in the hazy light and could not be seen clearly, the pressure that instantly emanated made Zhang Xuan, who was in the thoroughfare of all realms, feel a palpitation.

"The stone statue female cultivator... soul attack..." The Mahayana cultivator repeated these key words in a low voice. "Xue'er is indeed an expert in this technique. Her 'Fossil Divine Light' and 'God-Slaying Eyes' are rarely rivaled by her peers. According to you, she was... no longer intelligent, only possessed by the killing instinct, controlled by the boundary membrane?"

Zhang Xuan nodded affirmatively. "Senior, that's indeed the case. That stronghold is incredibly strange. The great Dao, remains, and even the resentment of the past generations of combined geniuses who perished there were all assimilated by the boundary membrane, becoming 'Dao Corpses' guarding the stronghold. Back then, we only managed to escape the siege of over a dozen Dao Corpses thanks to a special puppet palace. Fellow Daoist Xue'er... I'm afraid you were one of them."

The Mahayana monk was silent for a moment.

After a long moment, he slowly spoke, his tone having returned to its previous calmness: "Alive or dead... I want to see her body. Even if her body has become a Taoist corpse, her spirit obscured by dust, I will bring her out of that cage. Will you take me there?"

When Zhang Xuan heard this, his thoughts raced.

He definitely didn't want to go to that extremely dangerous border stronghold again.

But it was not a wise move to refuse a worried Mahayana, especially when the other party mentioned that if it were not for You Wuya's words that he had already searched his soul, it would not be a wise move at all.

Moreover, if this matter is handled properly, perhaps a good relationship can be created.

The favor of a Mahayana monk is of immeasurable value.

"Senior, you have given me an order, and I will do my best." Zhang Xuan bowed and said, "However, the danger of that stronghold is far beyond ordinary. His Majesty the Ghost Emperor once said that if a Mahayana cultivator enters, there is no chance of survival. Although Senior has great magical powers, he may encounter danger if he goes deep alone. Moreover, from my observation, the core of the stronghold seems to have merged with the boundary membrane, manifesting the form of a giant eye. Its power is unfathomable, and it is particularly sensitive to high-level cultivators."

The Mahayana cultivator snorted coldly, "Ghost Emperor? Just because he doesn't dare to go doesn't mean I don't dare either. As for the Eye of the Boundary Membrane..." He paused briefly, "I hold the power of 'Destruction', capable of shattering all things. I don't even consider a mere barrier of the Boundary Membrane. The rules of that place are chaotic, and there are many Dao Corpses. We truly need someone familiar with the route to lead the way. Since you've agreed, then make preparations quickly. We'll set off immediately."

"Wait a minute, Senior," Zhang Xuan said hurriedly. "We still need to inform our fellow Daoist Zhan Wushuang and the Chief of the Yu Shen Guards who traveled with us back then. They also know something about this place, so having one more person will help us take care of it."

The Mahayana cultivator paused for a moment and said, "Yes, please contact them immediately. I will immediately travel to the Dragon Spine Divine Realm."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Xuan's response, his spirit shadow slowly dissipated in the Zhang family's spiritual pill pavilion.

Zhang Xuan did not dare to neglect, and his soul immediately returned to his body.

He immediately used high-level talismans to contact Zhan Wushuang and Chief Yu Shenwei.

As for Daoist Master Du'e, he is not good at fighting, so he doesn't need to go in and take the risk this time.

A few days later, in Broken Sky City, inside Zhang Xuan’s cave.

Zhan Wushuang and Chief of the Yushen Guards were invited.

When the two saw that Zhang Xuan had advanced to the peak of fusion in just a thousand years, they were also shocked.

Needless to say, Zhang Xuan, who has advanced to the peak of fusion, has surpassed the two of them in combat power.

When Zhang Xuan explained the story of the Mahayana cultivator from the Hongmeng Divine Realm looking for his daughter and the other party's intention to explore the border stronghold again, both of them showed solemn expressions.

The chief of the Feather God Guards spoke first, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help. It's just that the strangeness of that stronghold is something we both experienced firsthand. If it weren't for the mystical power of your puppet palace, we would have perished there long ago. To venture into that tiger's den again now, especially to search for a Daoist corpse that may have been completely lost... is too risky."

Zhan Wushuang's brow furrowed. "Furthermore, we're joined by a Mahayana cultivator this time. His Majesty the Ghost Emperor's warning from back then is still ringing in my ears. Any Mahayana cultivator entering the realm will inevitably lead to disaster. I'm worried that not only will our danger be doubled, but it might also trigger the complete awakening of the Eye of the Boundary Membrane, making the situation unmanageable."

Zhang Xuan sighed, "How could I not know what you two Daoists said? However, this senior is resolute and his cultivation is unfathomable. He even said that if it weren't for You Wuya, he would have used force long ago. If we flatly refuse, the consequences will be unpredictable. Moreover, he promised that as long as we lead the way and identify the Dao corpse transformed by Daoist Fellow Xue'er, he will have his own means to deal with it after finding it, and will never let us fall into a situation where we are doomed to die. Afterwards, he is willing to thank us with a precious treasure."

When they heard the word "precious treasure", Zhan Wushuang and Chief Yu Shenwei's eyes moved slightly.

The "precious treasure" mentioned by a Mahayana cultivator from the Hongmeng Divine Realm must be of extraordinary value.

More importantly, being able to establish good relationships with such people will be of great benefit to the forces behind them and their own paths.

The two looked at each other and saw the weighing and decision in each other's eyes.

Zhan Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "Since I can't refuse, let's go for it! People like us who practice cultivation are fighting against the will of heaven. With this senior by our side, perhaps we can witness the true methods of the Mahayana, which will also be beneficial to our understanding of the Great Dao."

The chief of the Feather God Guards also nodded: "Well, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand, I will go along for another ride."

Seeing that the two agreed, Zhang Xuan felt relieved.

The three of them discussed the details in detail, including how to cooperate with the Mahayana monk, the response strategies for various emergencies, etc.

Half a month later, the agreed time arrived.

In a desolate star debris belt on the edge of the Dragon Ridge Divine Realm, Zhang Xuan, Zhan Wushuang, and the chief of the Yu Shenwei were quietly suspended.

The void in the distance twisted slightly, and a figure emerged silently.

The person who came was none other than the Mahayana cultivator from the Hongmeng Divine Realm.

He was still shrouded in the hazy Taoist light, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but just by standing there, the surrounding void seemed to slowly collapse and reorganize with him as the center.

A kind of pressure that controls the rules and makes its words come true made Zhang Xuan and the other two feel awe-inspiring.

"Are all here?" The Mahayana monk's voice was full of unquestionable meaning.

"Senior, everything is ready." Zhang Xuan replied respectfully.

The Mahayana cultivator glanced at the three people, lingering for a moment on the chief of the Feather God Guards. "Map."

The head of the Feather God Guards dared not neglect the matter and presented the ancient jade slip with both hands. The Mahayana cultivator scanned it with his spiritual sense, and the contents of the slip were clear to him. He casually tossed it back, "Let's go. On the way, tell me everything you know in detail."

He didn't even ask the three people's names, nor did he make any pre-war mobilization, as if this trip was just to an ordinary place to retrieve an item.

The Mahayana cultivator flicked his sleeves, and an invisible force instantly enveloped Zhang Xuan and the other two.

The next moment, the surrounding scene rapidly retreated, the stars turned into streams of light, and the void continued to fold.

This speed is many times faster than Zhang Xuan and his companions' own flying speed, almost reaching the level of shrinking the earth into an inch and crossing the star field.

This is the initial application of the rules of space by the Mahayana cultivators. Although it is not a special teleportation ability, it has revealed the tip of the iceberg of their power.

On the way, Zhang Xuan and the other two did not dare to hide anything and told as much as possible about their last exploration, especially about the possible existence of the "giant eye" inside the boundary membrane, the characteristics and number of those Taoist corpses, and the dangers around the Fountain of Life.

When hearing the description of the "Giant Eye of the Boundary Membrane", the Dao rhyme around the Mahayana cultivator fluctuated slightly, but he did not say much.

When he learned that there were more than a dozen Taoist corpses at the peak of fusion guarding the Fountain of Life, he just said "hmm" lightly, as if he didn't care too much.

After several months, the scene of the void ahead began to become familiar.

The chaotic energy flows, the floating broken star ships, and the combined Taoist figures who remained in a cross-legged posture with empty and dead eyes.

At the border of the divine realm, the concave stronghold that had swallowed countless geniuses appeared before everyone's eyes again.

The closer you get, the stronger the pervasive death and resentment become, forming a great fear that reaches deep into your soul.

In the void, the rhythmic "breathing" sound of the boundary membrane could be faintly heard, expanding and contracting with an unsettling rhythm.

The chief of the Feather God Guard pointed at those combined Taoist figures and introduced several more famous ones to the Mahayana cultivators again, such as the Nine Dragons Venerable, the Swordless God, etc.

The Mahayana cultivator's gaze swept across these Daoist figures, finally stopping at the Daoist figure of the Edgeless Divine Lord, pinned in mid-air by a broken sword. He said calmly, "The Gengjin Sword Dao is incredibly powerful, but it's a shame it wasn't able to reach its peak, leaving only its broken body here."

There was no joy or anger in his tone, only a kind of indifference that looked down on all living beings.

"Senior, entering from here will lead you to the outskirts of the stronghold. The space-time storm inside is fierce, mixed with fragments of laws, and there are Taoist corpses wandering around." Zhang Xuan reminded.

The Mahayana cultivator nodded slightly, took a step forward, and crossed the death zone composed of the combined Taoist shadows, and appeared directly at the twisted and chaotic entrance of the stronghold.

Zhang Xuan and the other two hurriedly followed.

Standing at the entrance, you can feel the grand sense of oppression coming from inside the stronghold.

The broken fragments of rules were like sharp blades, whistling in the storm and making a piercing scream.

The thick resentment and death energy transformed into all kinds of strange whispers and laughter, trying to penetrate into the mind.

The Dao light around the Mahayana cultivator was flowing slightly. Those time and space storms and law fragments that were enough to make the fusion cultivators on high alert, when they approached the range of a few feet around him, were like hitting an invisible wall, and were silently annihilated and calmed down.

The disturbing whispers of resentment could not penetrate his consciousness at all.