Myth Beyond Heaven

2228 Traverse

With several hours to spare before midnight, Yun Lintian opted for another stroll through the bustling city streets.

As he exited the lively tavern, oblivious to the watchful eyes following him from the shadows. Were he to turn, he’d recognize them instantly – the women from the Misty Cloud Palace he’d encountered back in the Great Wilderness Realm.

“lle possesses a remarkable courage,” the tallest woman of the group remarked, her voice imbued with the unfathomable aura of a God Ascension Realm cultivator.

Yun Lintian, oblivious to their scrutiny thanks to her masterful concealment technique, continued walking.

“Should we allow him to board that ship, Ninth Elder?” Yun Rouxi, the youngest direct disciple of the current palace master, inquired with a hint of curiosity.

Yun Liuli, the Ninth Elder, responded with stoic calm. ‘His fate rests on his own shoulders. Our responsibility is solely to ensure he doesn’t endanger the palace.

Yun Rouxi’s lips pursed into a sympathetic frown as she watched Yun Lintian’s retreating figure. “There’s something more to him,” another woman chimed in, her gaze lingering on Yun Lintian’s back. Ilaving observed him for a considerable time, she couldn’t shake the feeling of an underlying depth to his power.

Yun Liuli’s eyes flickered ever so slightly, betraying an unspoken thought. The true nature of her contemplation remained shrouded in mystery.

As midnight approached, Yun Lintian made his way to the docks, his footsteps echoing in the deserted streets. The abandoned warehouse loomed in the distance, a dark silhouette against the moonlit sky.

The cloaked figure materialized from the shadows, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice a menacing whisper.

A curt nod from Yun Lintian was his only response as he followed the cloaked figure onto a sleek, black vessel that seemed to vanish into the night. freeweɓnøvel.com

The cloaked figure stared at Yun Lintian, his chilling voice echoed, “Choose your quarters freely, but heed my warning – the basement is off-limits.”

“Understood,” Yun Lintian replied with indifference.

The cloaked figure cast a final, lingering look at Yun Lintian before retreating into the cabin. Left alone on the deck, Yun Lintian surveyed his surroundings.

This black profound ark dwarfed his Cloud Dragon Ark by at least threefold. Numerous figures milled about, most likely individuals similar to himself – those who lacked the tokens and resorted to this alternative passage to the Central Region.

Yun Lintian’s gaze swept across the deck, taking in the assortment of figures who had sought refuge on this clandestine vessel. Most were cultivators at the Divine Emperor Realm, their auras shimmering with varying degrees of intensity, a testament to their diverse backgrounds and training.

Among them, a few individuals stood out, their presence exuding an even more potent energy- God Emperor Realm cultivators. Their auras were like beacons in the night, commanding respect and a hint of fear from those around them.

One such figure was a tall, muscular man with a scarred face and a menacing aura. Ile wore a black robe adorned with the skulls of various beasts, and a massive battleaxe rested against his shoulder.

His eyes, cold and predatory, scanned the surroundings with an air of disdain, as if he viewed everyone else as mere ants beneath his feet.

Another figure that caught Yun Lintian’s attention was a slender woman with flowing silver hair and ethereal beauty. She was clad in a shimmering white robe that seemed to radiate a faint, celestial glow. Her eyes, the color of moonlight, held a serene wisdom that hinted at a deep understanding of the profound laws.

Yun Lintian retracted his gaze and moved closer to the railing. He looked at the vast expanse of the Mythical Sea calmly.

The moon cast a silvery glow on the water, creating a mesmerizing spectacle of light and shadow. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the hull of the profound ark was a soothing counterpoint to the tense atmosphere on deck.

Buzz-

A low hum vibrated through the black ark, its signal to depart. With a slow, majestic rise, the vessel ascended into the air. No deafening roar of engines, only a gentle hum that propelled it forward. Then, in a blink, it transformed no longer a ship, but a shooting star arcing across the celestial canvas.

The serene cityscape they’d left behind vanished, replaced by the breathtaking expanse of the cosmos. A tapestry of stars, each a blazing world, unfolded before them, marking the beginning of their journey towards the Central Region.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted near the bow of the ship. A group of cultivators had gathered around a young woman, their voices raised in anger and accusation.

“Thief!” one of them shouted, pointing an accusing finger at the woman. “You stole my spirit stones!”

The woman, a petite figure with fiery red hair and a defiant expression, stood her ground, her hands clenched into fists. “I did no such thing!” she retorted, her voice ringing with indignation. “You’re trying to frame me!”

The accuser, a burly man with a thick beard and a menacing scowl, stepped forward, his aura flaring with rage. “Don’t lie to me, you little wretch!” he growled. “I saw you with my own eyes!” The woman’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint appearing in their depths. “If you want to accuse me, then prove it!” she challenged.

The situation escalated quickly, with both sides hurling insults and threats. A tense silence fell over the deck as the other cultivators watched, their eyes wide with anticipation.

Yun Lintian, however, remained a stoic observer. A single glance at the scene revealed the situation with clarity – the burly man was attempting to frame the woman.

The confrontation continued to escalate, with the accuser growing increasingly agitated. He

lunged at the woman, his fist raised in a threatening gesture.

The woman, however, was prepared. She sidestepped his attack with lightning speed, her movements fluid and graceful. With a swift counterattack, she sent the burly man sprawling to the deck, a look of shock and pain etched on his face.

A gasp of surprise arose from the onlookers, their eyes widening in disbelief. The woman had effortlessly defeated a cultivator at the Divine Emperor Realm, a feat that few could accomplish. The burly man, humiliated and enraged, scrambled to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury. He drew his sword, its blade gleaming in a cold light, and charged at the woman once more. This time, the woman didn’t dodge. She met his attack head-on, her own sword flashing with

blinding speed.

Bang!

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