The Void Turbulence was fraught with peril, ceaseless cataclysms, devastating gales, fiery expanses, and icy domains; even an Immortal, should they be carelessly trapped within, would find it exceedingly difficult to escape.

The despairing sovereign, Senluo, who had once attained the Immortal Realm, fell into this place while searching for the Bloodthirsty Remains. Unable to absorb even a sliver of power, and yet constantly expending his divine energy merely to move and exist, his strength eventually waned, leaving him trapped in the Void Turbulence until his complete demise.

Senluo, though Immortal, perished under the relentless erosion of the River of Time.

Zi Yao was merely at the third heaven of the Void God Realm. While her profound mysteries were peculiar, losing contact with her meant the consequences of encountering unavoidable, immense dangers, or perhaps some formidable expert, were utterly unpredictable.

This place was not exclusively accessible to him alone.

Any cultivator proficient in the profound mysteries of Space could penetrate deep within, and even those who hadn't mastered them, if they could discover an entry point, could also venture in.

Back in the Shattered Star Domain, when the space collapsed and shattered, he was dragged into a spatial rift leading to the Maya Star Domain, where he encountered Carlos, Ibaka, and Crison. These three had their physical bodies obliterated, only their souls surviving; they imprisoned the Nielong Clan's Miki for the Soul Refining Liquid and captured him as well.

Those who lose their physical bodies can navigate better as specters, but their power is limited when truly engaging in combat with those who possess bodies.

As far as he knew, many who were accidentally pulled into this place would first shatter their divine bodies, surviving here only as wandering specters.

Of course, those who reached extremely high realms could resist the gradual corrosion of the Void Turbulence even upon falling in, managing to persist for thousands of years without perishing.

Senluo, at the very least, survived here for several millennia before his divine energy was completely depleted, leading to his slow destruction.

Beams of thought danced and flashed through his mind like light rays; Shi Yan’s expression was as placid as water, as he repeatedly called out Zi Yao’s name in his heart…

“Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!”

Droplets of magical blood, crystalline like rubies, floated before his brow, arranged neatly, stacked upon one another in the shape of a pyramid, wide at the base and pointed at the apex.

Having reached the second heaven of the Initial God Realm, and having recently absorbed a massive endowment of power so abundant it threatened to spill over, his Undying Demonic Blood now permeated every limb and bone. When static, this demonic blood would gleam like crystal, seemingly solidified; once he activated his power, the blood would instantly liquefy, unleashing a torrent of vital energy.

Today, with his demonic blood saturated throughout his body, he could afford to be extravagant.

Thus, the pyramid stacking was formed by exactly thirty-six drops of demonic blood.

Using thirty-six drops of demonic blood to search for someone was practically wasteful, but at this moment, he couldn't afford to hold back. As his thoughts shifted, repeatedly invoking Zi Yao’s name, the drops of demonic blood stacked into a pyramid gradually seemed to merge, emitting wisps of crimson light.

“Whoosh!”

Suddenly, all the demonic blood transformed into a blood-colored mark shaped like the character ‘Gold’ (), and it flashed away instantly, vanishing from his sight.

Zi Yao was only at the peak of the Void God Realm. By using this much demonic blood to sense her life signature, even if she were in another Star Domain, separated by countless stellar barriers, he was confident he could lock onto her position again!

Xia Xinyan remained quietly silent, not wishing to interrupt; her bright eyes flickered with curiosity as she subtly observed his every move.

When the demonic blood had accumulated into a pyramid, forming the marvelous mark and flying out, a look of astonishment crossed her eyes, and her heart fluttered. In that instant, the surging vitality emanating from Shi Yan’s divine body was comparable to a powerhouse at the peak of the Initial God Realm, perhaps even slightly surpassing it!

This greatly shook her, and it was only then she realized that as time passed, the youth whom she could never surpass had now grown to a height unreachable by her.

“Eh, this is truly strange. Searching for her with thirty-six drops of demonic blood should allow me to lock her down even across several Star Domains, yet I still can't immediately discern her location. Bizarre, truly quite bizarre…”

Shi Yan suddenly muttered in confusion, and without waiting for Xia Xinyan to say more, he swiftly grasped her slender waist, and his figure flickered repeatedly.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Xia Xinyan suddenly felt the surrounding gales become terrifyingly intense. Scenes of grotesque and bizarre sights constantly shifted, as if instantly teleporting through the cracks in space—so fast that she could barely comprehend it.

“I cannot lock onto her precise location, only a general direction. I must not have encountered a formidable enemy, but rather, I am in some marvelous place that… can block my perception,” Shi Yan murmured deeply, allowing his Altar to rotate gently, sending spatial ripples outward.

The Void Turbulence was boundless and endless, never truly explored by anyone; here reigned only infinite desolation and great terror. If a martial artist trod here, a minor mistake meant annihilation of both form and spirit.

Only those like Shi Yan, masters of spatial profound mysteries and possessing an extraordinary realm, could navigate this domain.

Like a beam of light piercing the long river of time, Shi Yan held Xia Xinyan as he advanced through instantaneous movement amidst devastating explosive fluctuations.

His expression grew increasingly grim. He hadn't anticipated Zi Yao being so far away, because the distance he was currently traversing was greater than traveling from the extreme west to the extreme east of the Maya Star Domain. For Zi Yao, possessing only the peak of the Void God Realm and having no mastery of spatial profound mysteries, to traverse such a vast distance in such a short time seemed utterly incredible to him.

Suddenly, he stopped dead.

“This place is very peculiar!” Xia Xinyan cried out softly, gracefully turning around in place, her eyes wide with wonder.

“It is indeed a bit strange,” Shi Yan replied, his brow deeply furrowed.

This was the limit of his perception; he could only trace her presence this far using the demonic blood. The surroundings were filled with clouds as thick as ink, clustered like clumps of cotton filling the void. Murky raindrops fell in continuous lines, connecting the heavens above to the abysses below. Not far off, thunder and lightning roared like monstrous beasts, breathtakingly terrifying, accompanied by surging gales strong enough to blow the Soul Altar right out of one’s divine body. Further away, massive explosions erupted, momentarily tearing open a breach in the Void Turbulence, forming an entrance into its depths…

Even Xia Xinyan, who hadn't cultivated spatial mysteries, sensed the strangeness here.

“Hmm?”

Shi Yan’s expression shifted slightly as he abruptly looked in one direction—a cluster of pitch-black clouds emitting a chilling coldness, where a faint shadow flickered momentarily.

Like a shooting star, he instantly reached the cloud cluster. As he approached, a chill crept into his heart, and his tendons and bones emitted a 'cracking' sound of freezing. This was merely the cold force from one cloud cluster—incredibly, powerfully intense!

He was forced to deploy his Origin Heavenly Fire; the scorching flame circulated nine times within his body before the chill was neutralized.

He gazed intently into the depths of the cloud cluster, and his expression was utterly shaken, his face turning dark and ugly.

The cloud cluster clung tightly to a figure, like sticky slime. The person caught within appeared pale gray, giving off an aura of lingering gloom and deathly stillness.

This person, Shi Yan recognized—it was Xinghuo!

He was an elder of the Divine Clan's Elder Council, a powerhouse at the Pseudo-Immortal Realm. Previously, after being struck hard by Shi Yan's 'Celestial Star Ice Jade Tablet,' he had no choice but to flee into the Void Turbulence to seek his intrinsic supreme treasure. With Xinghuo’s realm and cultivation, even with a damaged soul, he should not be so wretched in the Void Turbulence.

Yet here he was, enveloped by that sticky cloud cluster, appearing to have lost his consciousness. His eyes were ashen and lifeless, devoid of normal human emotion, retaining only numbness and indifference.

Looking at him, Shi Yan felt as if he were observing a puppet, a soulless automaton.

A chilling horror suddenly washed over him!

This place was too bizarre!

The reason he discovered Xinghuo was that Xinghuo still possessed a faint life fluctuation, detectable by him, which prompted him to investigate.

As his thoughts churned, he transformed into a blur and suddenly darted towards the nearest cloud cluster, cautiously maintaining a distance while observing from above.

His expression grew increasingly grim.

Because within that cloud cluster, another figure was also stuck fast. This person was unfamiliar; Shi Yan had never seen him before, but like Xinghuo, he was encased, his vitality long gone, resembling a carved statue, likely frozen here for countless years.

He rapidly shifted positions, flashing past one cloud cluster after another, before suddenly stopping again in Xinghuo's vicinity after a moment.

The surrounding clusters dotted the periphery of this area; there were perhaps tens of thousands of them. He performed a cursory check and found many clusters enveloping a martial artist, while many others remained empty, like demons waiting to devour anyone who came near at the opportune moment.

A feeling of dread washed over him, his face turning cold and his heart icy.

“Do you know this person?” Xia Xinyan silently crept closer, carefully avoiding the clouds that made her deeply uncomfortable, and stopped beside Shi Yan.

“His name is Xinghuo, a senior elder of the Divine Clan's Elder Council, a Pseudo-Immortal expert. He was the powerful entity who caused trouble for Yu Nan and Blood Demon while lying low in the Fiery Rain Star Domain,” Shi Yan took a deep breath and explained. “Many of the surrounding cloud clusters envelop a martial artist, but most have lost their life signatures. Only he still retains a faint trace…”

Xia Xinyan’s expression turned horrified.

Just then, Xinghuo’s face distorted in a struggle, and his eyes suddenly showed a trace of lucidity. He writhed violently and stared at Shi Yan, letting out a shriek: “Kill me! Hurry and kill me!”

Xia Xinyan recoiled violently like a startled bird, frightened by Xinghuo’s sudden awakening, her pretty face turning pale.

Shi Yan, however, grew intensely grave, staring tightly at Xinghuo. “How did you become like this? What happened? Here, did you see a young woman dressed in purple? Tell me!”

“Kill me! Leave this place immediately! This is my advice to you! Hurry and kill me!” Xinghuo screamed hysterically. Amidst the shrieking, his internal tendons and intestines seemed to writhe, transforming into life-reaping tentacles that actually tore open his divine body, extending out from his abdomen like ropes or whips, attempting to ensnare Shi Yan.

“Aaaargh!” Xinghuo let out a piercing cry, and the trace of clarity in his eyes vanished, reverting to the familiar look of numb puppetry.

As if his soul had been stolen.