At the same time, the Chunyang Palace and the Wuji Hall, two mountain gates nearly a million miles apart, simultaneously emitted a deafening alarm from their grand formations. Then, two figures broke through the formations and crashed directly into the sect's plaza...

Ye Feng extended his divine sense, but of course, it wasn't that far.

However, he knew the locations of the two sects perfectly well, and he could throw them over based on his intuition with a high success rate.

"You bastards! How dare you provoke him?"

A furious roar suddenly echoed from the main hall of Chunyang Palace.

Master Yangming was so angry at these guys that he almost exploded!

After a trip to the Tianfu Secret Realm

He was afraid of angering Ye Feng, so he didn't dare mention what happened in the secret realm. Upon returning, he repeatedly warned Ye Feng not to provoke the Penglai Sect.

Unexpectedly, the Penglai Sect went into seclusion, and several Nascent Soul cultivators from the sect went to the Demon Realm, only to run right into a trap!

"You bunch of bastards! You deserve to die!"

At this moment, Venerable Yangming wished he could just slap these people to death!

But Ye Feng had already made it clear that he wouldn't give He Jie a chance to plead on his behalf within two days.

There are now only two paths before us.

Either leave, or don't leave...

"You just said that he threw you back from the Demon Realm?"

Several people nodded.

They couldn't believe it either, but that's the truth.

"Not using a magic weapon... teleportation array?"

Zhang San's face still showed lingering fear.

But Ye Feng did not restrain them, and they remained conscious throughout...

When he saw the sect's grand formation, he almost thought he was going to crash into the protective barrier and die.

Unexpectedly, the magical power enveloping them actually shattered the sect's grand formation...

"It was just a quick grab... then a toss, and in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, it was back."

This is simply impossible!

If it were thrown hundreds or thousands of miles away, exceeding the speed of a magical artifact, that would be somewhat understandable.

A single grab and throw traversed hundreds of thousands of miles—what level of cultivation would that require? Venerable Yangming couldn't even begin to imagine it...

It should be noted that even a Nascent Soul True Monarch's maximum speed, measured in hours, is only about five thousand miles.

A cultivator at the Void Returning stage can travel stealthily within the Void Realm, reaching speeds of approximately 100,000 miles per hour.

A cultivator who has achieved the Fusion Stage possesses a perfect blend of reality and illusion, resulting in an incredibly powerful physical body capable of traveling millions of miles in a short time!

But in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they've thrown others hundreds of thousands of miles away...

Could it be that Ye Feng has actually become a Mahayana cultivator?

Master Yangming felt that his mind was not enough to keep up.

Just then, a person ran in from outside, looking panicked.

"Ancestor... Ancestor! Look outside!"

Venerable Yangming frowned and scanned the area outside, but found nothing unusual.

"Wang Bu'er, as the sect leader of Chunyang Sect, how can you act so hastily! What kind of behavior is this?"

Wang Bu'er was also a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages, but at this moment, he seemed to have witnessed something unbelievable, his face filled with panic as he pointed westward.

"Ancestor...look to the west, over there in the Demon Realm...use your eyes to see!"

See with your eyes?

Venerable Yangming slipped out of the main hall and gazed westward.

The two large characters "Penglai" that Ye Feng had written earlier were now fully upright.

Even hundreds of thousands of miles away, it is still clearly visible!

If you can see it from this far away... how big must that character be?

More importantly, there were fierce winds raging overhead, meaning that even a Nascent Soul cultivator like him could only climb to a maximum of less than 100,000 meters.

The characters formed by this magic can withstand the strong winds without dissipating... Just how powerful must this magic be!

"Move! Move quickly! Move now! Everyone pack your belongings. All core disciples below the Golden Core stage must prepare to relocate!"

"Never mind what's outside! Collect all crops from the Spirit Land, whether they're ripe or not..."

...

As the orders were issued, the entire Chunyang Palace descended into chaos.

Teleporting them to the Central Continent also comes at a price. There are hundreds of thousands of disciples below the Golden Core stage; it's impossible to take them all. They can only prioritize those with the best talent.

And then there are the outposts... how can they possibly get back in two days? I can only send a message and let them decide for themselves...

The same scene occurred in the Wuji Hall.

Not only that, but the disciples of the other five sects in the Demon Realm also retreated like a receding tide...

At this moment, Ye Feng, along with Zhong Yun, had arrived at the core of the demon race's territory.

"The farthest the Golden Lion King ever took me was this place. There used to be a grand hall here. If there is a gate to a realm, it should be nearby!"

Ye Feng nodded.

Now, all that's left around here are some short weeds.

"Go and study the technique over there, I'll take a look myself!"

Ye Feng had already passed on the Five Elements Technique to Zhong Yun, advancing him to the Nascent Soul stage. The initial promise of fifty years was just a random date; the point was to have him switch cultivation methods before reaching the Nascent Soul stage...

"Rebuilding your cultivation technique is not something that can be done overnight. It's best to wait until someone from the sect comes over, establishes a branch sect, and the situation stabilizes before you start cultivating."

Zhong Yun bowed and nodded.

"Zhong Yun thanks you for imparting the Dharma, sir! I will definitely cultivate diligently, strive to advance my cultivation level, and do more for you!"

Ye Feng has now reached a level where he can't even see the end of the world when he looks up.

For ten years, many people predicted that the mortal barrier would trap him for life. Now it seems that those people were nothing but clowns!

Seeing his unwavering confidence, Ye Feng said no more and turned to look around.

The surroundings were completely empty, but the spatial fluctuations over tens of thousands of years had left some traces.

"Divine Eye!"

As the eyes open, the world's colors shift, and the subtle lines of space converge towards one point.

Ye Feng flashed forward, and in the seemingly empty air, under the observation of his divine eye, there were slightly discordant folds.

From within the folds and crevices, specks of spiritual light, different from those in the Lingyu Realm, flickered out.

Ye Feng slightly moved his divine sense and reached out to pinch a point.

"Boom!"

The moment the finger touched it, the light shattered and dissipated.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng felt the changes in his hand, and his eyes revealed a hint of doubt and a hint of surprise.

"This thing... seems to work!"

This is actually a Daoist aura similar to that filtered through the Nine Venerable Palace!

However, the laws of the demon realm are vastly different from those of the cultivation realm, and their underlying principles also differ slightly.

The Daoist essence is the manifestation of the world's rules. Absorbing it into the body allows the body to better adapt to and integrate with these rules.

Normally, these things are invisible. Even if an ordinary person secludes themselves for months or years, they can only absorb a small portion of the world's energy naturally.

With the help of the Nine Venerable Palace and his Immortal Venerable-level spiritual power, Ye Feng was able to directly capture and absorb it.

Although the Nine Venerable Palace is not present at this moment, his talent has already reached the Five Elements Divine Body level.

In terms of understanding and observing the rules and principles of the universe, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it is the world's favored child.

And then there's the Divine Eye...

"There's potential!"

Ye Feng sat cross-legged in the void, gradually grasping and absorbing the essence.

Although these Daoist principles did not give birth to the universe, they are recognized by this world after being filtered through the boundary gate, and are equally effective!

It's just a little short...

Through the emanating traces of Daoist energy, Ye Feng could observe that this spatial passage, which was originally nearly a hundred meters in size, had been completely repaired, leaving only a small amount of Daoist light at the very center.

Elsewhere, it takes several minutes, or even half a day, for just a little bit of food to arrive.

"Should we... make the crack bigger?"