"When Daqian had just established its dynasty, all manner of wicked spirits, demons, monsters, and ghosts prowled the world. Beyond the Barbarian Race, there were also the Demon Race, Abyssal Asuras, and so on—all of them were slaughtered by generation after generation of Daqian's mighty heroes. Only then did we gain the peace of today!"

Xu Yang was shaken beyond words.

If he had not come here, how would he ever have known that so many strange and uncanny beings existed in this world?

"Even I am woefully ignorant." Gu Jun could not help but sigh in admiration.

At this moment, his heart was equally thunderstruck!

Of all the beings depicted in this scene, he could count those he recognized on one hand!

Gu Jun likewise felt as if his horizons had been broadened.

After a long while, Prince Liang waved a hand to disperse the curtain of light, then lifted his hand to pass Xu Yang a dark-gold spirit seal, saying, "This is the spirit seal of the Spirit Tribulation Celestial Prison, allowing you passage within. But as I told you earlier, now it only gives access to a third of the area; wherever you see the ruins of shattered secret realms shrouded in storm or calamity, avoid those regions at all costs!"

"Should you encounter any imprisoned being inside the Celestial Prison, this spirit seal will show you much information about them. Judge for yourself!"

Xu Yang accepted the spirit seal and nodded solemnly.

"Prepare yourself—you can enter at any time."

"In roughly three to five days, Mr. Su will arrive with the Prison Suppression Seal to stabilize the Celestial Prison, so while you're inside, you won't be disturbed!"

Xu Yang cupped his fists and bowed: "I greatly appreciate Prince's efforts on this journey!"

Prince Liang waved his hand dismissively, then turned and strode away atop the void.

Watching as Prince Liang vanished into the darkness and emptiness, Xu Yang turned and gazed at the vast bubble world ahead. He drew in a deep breath and stepped forward—his body rippling like water, sinking in inch by inch.

Pop!

The instant he stepped into the Spirit Tribulation Celestial Prison, Xu Yang could not help but shudder with cold.

Indescribable auras of disaster and destruction surged at him from all directions, suffocating in their intensity!

With the Ten Thousand Forms Tribulation Seal, he was especially sensitive to calamity auras!

Yet now, this tribulation seal seemed as feeble as a child before a burly giant!

Stifling his pounding heart, Xu Yang lifted his gaze. Everywhere he looked, it was all-pervading, boundless storms of calamity.

Brilliant in all colors, radiant with spiritual light!

Some were like auroras, dazzlingly multicolored, breathtakingly magnificent!

Yet the omnipresent aura of destruction forced all but the boldest to retreat!

Many secret realms, the true Celestial Prison itself, all lay encircled within these calamity storms.

"Boy, be careful. Don't play the hero!"

"This place is incredibly dangerous!"

Gu Jun warned in a stern voice.

Even within the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant, he felt a chill creep up his spine!

Some of these terrifying calamity storms—even he could not guarantee his safety!

"Rest assured, Teacher!"

Xu Yang nodded slightly.

He was here to cultivate, not to seek death!

What level he could handle and what he could not—he was perfectly clear!

"There's only three to five days. I hope the Chaotic Void Celestial Saber can make another breakthrough!" Xu Yang licked his lips, his gaze sweeping the countless storms of calamity around him.

All these storms were in utter chaos, surging and spreading relentlessly, causing the bubble seen from outside to expand ever so slowly!

Soon, Xu Yang locked onto his target.

A crimson storm.

From a distance, it looked like a cloud of fire, churning and rampaging; within its mutating form, it seemed as if vast blazes gathered and immense firebirds soared and battled one another.

Its power was formidable, yet not at the level of a True Lord.

Here, it was among the weakest tiers.

Whoosh!

Xu Yang held the spirit seal, cautiously gliding over.

With the seal's protection, the chaotic edge could not harm him.

As he drew near, Xu Yang's expression grew grave. Suddenly, he stowed the spirit seal away.

Buzz!

Immediately, countless ripples surged around him like tidal waves.

"Hiss!"

Xu Yang sucked in a breath from the pain, his body trembling.

Clenching his teeth, he shook himself, tearing through the ripples to plunge into the crimson fire cloud.

Boom!

Splash!

The fiery calamity's power slammed into him, blazing and ferocious with its force of annihilation.

His flesh quaked, his spirit sank!

The intent of chaos flooded and overwhelmed him, vast and unceasing.

This power nearly tore Xu Yang to shreds.

Xu Yang's face was solemn, every bone in his body aflame with strength.

Boom!

With a surge of domineering force, Xu Yang ran the Celestial Refining Divine Scripture, and the pain was instantly torn apart, rapidly lessening!

This calamity storm sat right at the edge of what he could endure.

Xu Yang's figure tensed; he let the void storm grind against him, unmoving as a mountain.

His gaze sharpened as he silently attuned to the chaos saturating this place.

A few breaths later.

Xu Yang's eyes sparkled: "I found it."

As he spoke, he shook his body, slit the fire mist asunder, and arrived at a particular locus within the storm.

Here, the twisting flickers of firelight were at their strongest; the fire cloud seemed nearly as dense as a barrier of real space, writhing without cease!

The chaos invisible to the eye poured out in a flood.

Without hesitation, Xu Yang sat down cross-legged then and there.

"Even my external avatar can train here."

Xu Yang's heart stirred, summoning his avatar with a single thought.

After a period of nurturing, the avatar's power had grown significantly—now, it could barely hold its own even against Qi Zhengyang!

"Teacher, please keep an eye on my avatar," said Xu Yang.

He did not fear for himself here.

But the avatar was weaker; one misstep could lead to disaster.

"Don't worry!"

Gu Jun acknowledged.

Xu Yang sent a thought, steering the avatar to sit cross-legged on the other side.

He banished stray thoughts, releasing his Spiritual Power to extend outward.

Within the mind, Xu Yang split his will in two: one strand to sense chaos in the outer world, one to visualize Tang Yan's artifact refining.

The hammer is also a blade!

In his visualization, Xu Yang sank deeper into the chaos.

Although motionless, the art of the Chaotic Void Celestial Saber kept evolving in his heart.

Time slipped by in silence.

From the outside, Xu Yang now utterly vanished, leaving no trace, as if he had become a part of this fire cloud itself.

A day later.

The fire cloud suddenly convulsed violently.

With a thunderous boom—

A blaze of saber light burst forth, crimson as lightning.

Then, in the next instant: crimson tide upon crimson tide, densely layered, haphazard and wild, erupted from deep within the fire cloud in a torrential flood.

Splurt!

The massive fire cloud was mercilessly riven, left riddled with gaping wounds!

Crimson saber energies clashed and sang, like ten thousand blood-red arrows raining down in utter chaos, but each blow unleashed an unprecedented might of destruction.

Chaos roiled, twisting the void, nearly toppling this stretch of fire cloud!

Whoosh!

A blurred figure soared into the air atop dissolving saber light, leaving the fire cloud.

It was Xu Yang, who had just emerged from a day of closed-door cultivation.

In a single day, his understanding of the meaning of chaos had deepened greatly!

"This place is truly a training ground for the Chaotic Void Celestial Saber!"

Xu Yang stood with saber in hand, gazing at the waves of fading power, his face alight with excitement.

Though time was short, he was confident he could elevate the Chaotic Void Celestial Saber to great heights!

Immediately—

Xu Yang's gaze swept toward a region deeper within.

"A bit dangerous, but with Teacher present, even if mishap occurs I can make it out unscathed!"

"This stretch is even better suited!"

Xu Yang locked firmly onto a region where seven or eight differently colored calamity storms bordered each other.

At the heart where they pressed closely together yet remained distinct, there was a tiny gap.

Within the gap, the gray chaos was almost tangible—visible to the naked eye!

Whoosh!

Xu Yang streaked forth like lightning. As he neared, he brandished the Asura Blood Saber. Crimson saber lights rained down like narrow blood-red blades from the heavens, cleaving through the edge of the storm with irresistible momentum, hacking a path into the gap!