Lingxue, who had been intelligent and perceptive since childhood, was well-suited to be the Sect Master. She knew exactly what kind of information Xu Hei needed.

She detailed everything from the divine thunder of the Dao of Heaven eighty years ago, to the proximity of the Sea Star, and now the Divine Puppet Sect recruiting people, leaving nothing out.

Of course, regarding the Divine Puppet Sect, Lingxue added that it was all rumors, and she dared not speak recklessly.

"This is the closest the Sea Star has ever been to the Divine Continent Star in history. With the teleportation array on the Moon Star, a leap between the two stars can be achieved. It's said that the Divine Puppet Sect has already dispatched a reconnaissance puppet, which will arrive at the Sea Star soon," Lingxue said respectfully.

A teleportation array on the Moon Star.

Xu Hei was hearing such a secret for the first time, and it seemed it had only recently spread.

"How long will the convergence of the two stars last?" Xu Hei asked.

"I don't know, but the last convergence, 350,000 years ago, lasted for a century before it ended," Lingxue replied.

Xu Hei nodded slightly.

"While refining a magical treasure earlier, I exhausted your sect's Five Elemental Spiritual Qi. I won't treat you unfairly; these are your compensation!" Xu Hei said calmly.

Seeing the dazzling array of magical treasures on the ground, the eyes of the Five Spirits Sect members widened, their breaths halted, and their eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

"Senior, we dare not accept your things!" Lingxue hurriedly said.

It wasn't that she didn't want them; it was just that these treasures were obviously valuable, and she feared they would be too hot to handle.

Unlike the others, Lingxue considered many things.

"Rest assured, these treasures have a legitimate origin and won't bring any trouble!"

Xu Hei's expression was indifferent. After speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared from sight.

Lingxue wanted to say more, but where was Xu Hei's shadow?

"Thank you, Senior!" Lingxue bowed to the sky in gratitude.

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At this moment, Xu Hei had already flown to the high clouds. He took out his flying boat, boarded it, and poured spiritual power into it madly.

"Boom!!"

The flying boat suddenly accelerated, tearing through the sky, its entire body igniting in flames as it surged forward. At such high speeds, even the view on both sides became distorted and blurred.

With the infusion of Divine Transformation stage spiritual power, its strength increased many times over. Gradually, cracks began to appear on the flying boat, and a burnt smell emanated, clearly unable to withstand the speed, which had surpassed its limits.

"Is this all it can take?"

Xu Hei frowned slightly and continued to increase the intensity.

About an hour later.

Xu Hei crossed the Central Divine Continent and reached the Western Cang Realm, a journey that would have taken several days, completed in just an hour.

When Xu Hei returned to his mountain gate, the flying boat had already turned black, charred into coal, and this was the result of Xu Hei's protection; otherwise, it would have disintegrated long ago.

Xu Hei landed, and the flying boat emitted a few crisp cracking sounds before turning into ashes.

After a hundred years, Xu Hei's nine mountains were still there, and he no longer needed a token to force his way in.

"Hmm? Someone?"

Suddenly, Xu Hei raised an eyebrow, took out his old token, and flew inside.

On the nine mountains, there was nothing, not a single spirit medicine remained, and Jiang Nine Phoenix was nowhere to be found.

Even Bai Zhi was gone, and the spirit insects in the cave dwelling had disappeared.

As for his cave dwelling, it was now sealed, with a bald cultivator with a fat head and big ears inside, in seclusion and cultivation.

Xu Hei's gaze sharpened, and he shouted, "Get out!"

His voice boomed like thunder, crashing into the cave dwelling.

The bald cultivator's eyes snapped open, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body uncontrollably flying out of the cave dwelling, landing in front of Xu Hei. The man was terrified, his face pale as if he had seen a deity.

"Divine... Divine Transformation cultivator?"

The bald cultivator swallowed hard, a strong sense of crisis rising in his heart, and he hurriedly knelt down, pleading, "Spare me, Senior!"

Xu Hei asked, "Who are you, and why are you causing trouble in my cave dwelling? Also, where have the spirit medicines here gone?"

Hearing this, the bald cultivator's face turned black, and he inwardly lamented.

"Senior, you've misunderstood. I only became a core disciple three years ago and didn't know this was your territory. It was like this when I came in; I haven't touched a single blade of grass or tree. I can swear to it!"

The bald cultivator hurriedly explained.

Xu Hei then realized that the Divine Puppet Sect thought he was dead and had transferred his cave dwelling to someone else.

Xu Hei was puzzled. Had his soul lamp extinguished?

"Are you sure it was like this when you came in?" Xu Hei asked again.

"Yes, Senior, I swear on my soul that I haven't touched a single blade of grass or tree here. It was like this when I came in..." the bald cultivator was saying.

Xu Hei suddenly grabbed his forehead, and an image appeared in front of them, showing the scene when this person entered three years ago, identical to now.

In other words, before this person arrived, the place had already been cleaned out.

He wasn't lying.

"Who did this?" Xu Hei frowned, withdrawing his hand.

The bald cultivator glanced at Xu Hei, lowered his voice, and said, "Senior, could it be... Xu Hei, who disappeared a hundred years ago?"

Xu Hei stared at him, "What are you trying to say?"

The bald cultivator took a deep breath, looked around, hesitated, and stopped.

Xu Hei understood what he meant and directly activated the Demon God Cauldron's Dao of Heaven shielding function, isolating the area from the world, making it undetectable.

The sky darkened, as if isolated in an otherworldly place, and all the wind sounds vanished.

"Speak!" Xu Hei said.

The bald cultivator breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously said, "Senior Xu, to be honest, this is just a rumor I heard."

"About thirty years ago, the Divine Puppet Sect gained a Divine Transformation stage cultivator. I don't know their name, but I know they have a grudge against you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hei's eyes narrowed.

Divine Transformation stage, with a grudge against him?

The bald cultivator continued, "The first thing this person did upon returning was to investigate your whereabouts, even issuing a high-priced bounty. Then, thinking it wasn't enough, they destroyed Tian Nan City."

"I suspect that person came here..."

The bald cultivator's voice was extremely weak, speaking cautiously, but the meaning was clear.

It was that Divine Transformation cultivator who did it!

Standing between two Divine Transformation stage cultivators was like a death sentence, a slight misstep, and he would die without a burial place.

He was forced to speak the truth, fearing Xu Hei would kill him on the spot if he didn't.

"Zhao Nanqi?" A name appeared in Xu Hei's mind.

Of the people he had offended who weren't dead and had the chance to reach Divine Transformation, Zhao Nanqi was the only one he could think of.

The bald cultivator shuddered violently; he hadn't said that name.

"What is your name?" Xu Hei asked.

"Wang Yimao," the bald cultivator replied.

Xu Hei's eyebrow twitched; the name suited him well.

After a brief contemplation, Xu Hei said, "Today's events never happened, and don't mention me to anyone."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Wang Yimao nodded quickly; how could he dare to speak of this? It would be suicide, offending both sides.

Xu Hei's figure shifted, transforming into another face, that of Zhao Bei, who had died by his hand.