Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 515: Going Out to Sea

The bronze stone coffin was known to have flown out of the Dao Palace Secret Realm, and all cultivators under the heavens knew that it likely contained the spiritual treasure within the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

Therefore,

once the news that the bronze stone coffin had flown to Crystal Mountain on Divine Demon Island spread, numerous cultivators from around the world, from saints to members of the Dao Palace, set off for the Endless Sea Domain at the same time.

Qinchuan and his two companions controlled their magical treasures and left Flying Swallow City, slowly heading east.

It wasn't that Qinchuan wasn't in a hurry, primarily because he couldn't speed up even if he wanted to.

Red Luan had been dispatched to protect Xiao Yu, and the twin-winged demon tiger that had followed from the Spirit Martial Great Tomb was under Qinchuan's guidance, concentrating on forming a new physical body.

Even Yu Hudie had other urgent matters to attend to and had returned to Tianyuan Nation. A great battle was about to unfold on Crystal Mountain, one that could change the political landscape of Dongju Continent, so Qinchuan had asked her to rush back to Tianyuan and wait for the right moment to coordinate with Li Zhi.

He could only control the magic artifact himself and hurry on his way.

After leaving Flying Swallow City and traversing the continuous Hemu Grassland to the east, then crossing the hundred-thousand mountain range, the trio took a full twenty days to finally arrive at a small village called Qinyu Village.

This place was a port on the Dongju Continent for sailing eastwards into the sea, and it was also the closest village on the Dongju Continent mainland to Divine Demon Island.

The Endless Sea Domain was dangerous and terrifying, with various demons, fierce beasts, treacherous spatial rifts, and extreme weather conditions within the sea.

If one had not reached the realm of the holy, even the most peripheral sea area was a place these cultivators were reluctant to set foot in.

However, once reaching the Holy's Realm, the mana inside one's body was continuous and unending, allowing them to traverse Dongju Continent from east to west without rest.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, not many cultivators would step foot in this small village.

But recently, due to the news of Crystal Mountain, this small village was now overcrowded.

Many cultivators below the Saint Realm chose to rest here, including those from the Myriad Manifestation Realm and the Immortal Platform Realm, and even Qinchuan and the others spotted two elderly men from the Dragon Transformation Realm.

In comparison, the trio of Qinchuan, one from the Life Spring Realm and two from the Dao Palace, were quite inconspicuous.

"Two immortals, are you also planning to head to Crystal Mountain?"

A young man in a brocade jade robe approached the three and asked by the seaside.

"Exactly, might you two also be headed to Crystal Mountain?"

Ji Huo'er blinked her lively eyes, full of life and spirit.

"Of course. The Crystal Mountain on Divine Demon Island has the bronze stone coffin. All the cultivators here are getting ready to go to Crystal Mountain."

"Since the Crystal Mountain on Divine Demon Island is located in the central area of the Endless Sea Domain, it is exceptionally dangerous, and with the boundless sea area where mana is hard to sustain, it is better to have more people accompany us.

Would the two immortals be interested in joining us? We have experts from the Dragon Transformation Realm accompanying us, ensuring that you both can reach Crystal Mountain safely."

After talking for so long, this fellow finally showed his true colors.

"Big brother, should we join them?" Ji Huo'er tilted her head and asked. In these twenty days, the three of them had been controlling the magical artifacts by themselves, which was indeed quite draining. If there were a few people to accompany them, it would be much easier.

However, before Qinchuan could speak, the young man in brocade clothes hurriedly said again, "We are only short of two more."

After saying this, he turned his back on Ji Huo'er and the others, giving Qinchuan a rather unkind glance full of threatening implications.

"But, there are three of us, aren't there?"

Ji Huo'er said, tilting her head.

"This... The space in this flying magical treasure is limited. Accommodating seven people is already the extreme limit. Our party is five, and at most, we can take two more immortals. If this elder brother gets on, I'm afraid there will be no room left."

The young man in brocade clothes showed a troubled look and hesitated in his reply.

Qinchuan remained silent, knowing that having two immortals by his side could inevitably lead to such situations.

He wasn't quite angry yet.

"Then forget it, we'll set out to sea on our own." Ji Huo'er shook her tiny head like a rattle-drum.

"Big brother, let's go!"

Ji Huo'er huffed, having figured that this guy was up to no good.

"Hey, fairy, don't go. Don't rush off, although the space in the magic artifact is small, there's still a way if we squeeze in a bit!"

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The next morning arrived early.

The small village began to buzz with activity as many cultivators who had arranged beforehand started their sea voyage, heading towards the Endless Sea Domain.

Qinchuan, Ling Xian'er, and Ji Huo'er also met up with the man dressed in brocade and a jade robe, along with five others.

"Is this the 'small space' you mentioned that can only fit seven people?" Ji Huo'er and the others stood upon a giant jade disc, which was so vast it could accommodate not just a mere eight, but even eighty people with ease.

"Cough... this is thanks to Senior Chen Bei, who personally refined his Holy Spirit Battle Weapon for travel," Yang Ling said with a straight face without a hint of embarrassment.

Ji Huo'er huffed again but said no more.

"How could my Holy Spirit Battle Weapon only accommodate seven people?" Chen Bei, oblivious to the earlier conversation among the group, proudly declared upon hearing their discussion.

Besides the brocade and jade-robed youth, Yang Ling, and the Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator, Chen Bei, there were three others accompanying Qinchuan and his group.

One of them was named Zhang Hui, with a simple and honest face, and had reached the Immortal Platform Realm.

Another was called Qian Wu, a corpulent man with squinty eyes that oozed a lecherous aura; he was also an Immortal Platform Realm cultivator.

The last one was all sharp and severe, like a razor-edged sword, named Ying Feng, also a cultivator of the Immortal Platform Realm—astonishingly, a killer from the Shadow Hall.

At first glance, it indeed seemed like Qinchuan and his two companions were of the lowest realm.

On the first day, the group flew over the boundless sea. Since they were still in the outer region of the sea area and because a Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator's qi was leaking, most sea creatures dared not cause any trouble.

Everyone passed the first day safe and unharmed.

On the second day, it was Yang Ling's turn to refine the magic artifact for travel.

Yang Ling took out a red feather fan from his storage space, which grew upon encountering wind, instantly expanding to nearly the size of the jade disc.

"It's actually another Holy Spirit Battle Weapon!"

Chen Bei, Zhang Hui, and the others were mildly surprised; Yang Ling was merely at the early stage of the Immortal Platform Realm, yet he possessed a Holy Spirit Battle Weapon.

Holy Spirit Battle Weapons were incredibly rare, and even most cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Realm might not have one.

It was not surprising that Chen Bei owned a Holy Spirit Battle Weapon since he was at the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm, only a step away from entering the Saint Realm.

But Yang Ling was only in the Immortal Platform Realm.

Zhang Hui and Ying Feng, who had reached the peak of the Immortal Platform Realm, were still using Spiritual Artifacts. Only Qian Wu was using a King-level Battle Weapon, falling short compared to Yang Ling.

Sensing the peculiar gazes from the others, Yang Ling straightened up and puffed out his chest, immensely proud.

He hadn't intended to use this Holy Spirit Battle Weapon, but with two fairies beside him, he couldn't resist showing off.

"Brother Qin, may I ask what magic artifact you'll be using? To accommodate eight of us, you'll need at least a Spiritual Treasure-level magic artifact!

You better not wait until we five have had our turns to progress, and when it's your turn, you don't have a suitable magic artifact for transportation. If that happens, don't blame us for throwing you into the sea," Yang Ling pompously and sarcastically said to Qinchuan.