A World Worth Protecting

orarily escape discovery by the Heavenly Dao… okay to leave…”

 The message was intermittent.
It was as if some sort of strong disturbance was disrupting the transmission.
The result was an incomplete message from Chen Qing.
Nevertheless, Wang Baole was able to piece together the main gist of Chen Qing’s message.

 Something unexpected happened? I’m being deposited temporarily on a minor cultivation? The Heavenly Dao approaches, and I’ll die if my true form leaves the coffin? But if I practice this mystic technique that allows me to create an avatar of myself, I can leave the coffin for short periods of time? Wang Baole frowned.
He had no idea what had happened to Chen Qing.
However, he could imagine that something that could force someone as powerful as Chen Qing to leave him somewhere must be… something quite extraordinary!

 Chen Qing’s voice continued intermittently as he transmitted a mystic technique to Wang Baole.
Chen Qing appeared to have spent most of his efforts on this part of his message, preventing the interference from disrupting the transmission and hence allowing the full mystic technique to be transmitted successfully.

 The name of this mystic technique was the Illusory Source Art.
Once mastered, it could allow one to change their aura as well as their very essence.
They would be able to transform into anything.

Wang Baole examined the mystic technique carefully.
Then he started thinking.
There were a few steps in this mystic technique that involved the cultivator’s soul.
Wang Baole was a Dark Child, and he had read many pieces of literature during his time in the Dark Sect.
He knew that there were spells out there that were malicious or could assert deep control over their victims.
However, these spells couldn’t be cast involuntarily on their victims and required their victims to willingly practice them before the malicious effects of the spells could take place.

 Is this real, or is it just a trick… did Senior Brother really encounter something unexpected, or… This was something really important.
Wang Baole couldn’t stop analyzing everything he knew in detail.
He studied the mystic technique silently, not knowing whether he should try it.
His eyes stared up at the inside of the coffin lid.
If he wanted to push it open, he needed only to unleash his Dark Fire.
Leaving the coffin would be a piece of cake.

 Should I train? Should I open the coffin?

 Sometimes, choices were difficult decisions to make.
Especially the ones concerning trust, and even more so when said decision concerned one’s life or death.

As Wang Baole fell into a contemplative silence, somewhere beyond the Divine Eye System lay a vaster star system.
Thousands of smaller star systems were housed within this greater star system, forming a cosmic array formation!

 It was an array formation of tremendously ambitious scale.
It used the energy of thousands of Eternal Stars, both big and small, as fuel that then became an endless source of power that could overpower everything in its path.
What made the array formation even more impressive were the eight cauldrons distributed around the array formation, floating in the cosmos while separated from one another by vast expanses of space.

 Each cauldron exuded an extremely old and fearsome power.
One could see an indistinct figure inside the cauldron, which appeared to be trapped in an endless cycle of refinement.

 The array formation, formed from thousands of Eternal Stars, and its eight powerful cauldrons, were a cage.
Their prisoner was… Chen Qing!

 A stormy-faced Chen Qing stood in the center of the array formation.
Around him flashed bolts of black lightning.
They came from all directions, thundering as they descended.
They appeared like numerous chains that criss-crossed the entire star system.

 Before Chen Qing stood a man.
He wore golden armor, had a towering figure, and had three heads and six arms.
He was like a god of war who exuded an overpowering aura that rivaled the power of the entire cosmic array formation!

 Behind him stood armies of illusory figures.
They also looked like deities in their own right, exuding waves of terrifying power.
The armored man looked like a god who commanded a vast army and stood supreme above all others!

 “Chen Qing, I know what the boy means to you.
That’s why I allowed you to send your voice transmission and only disrupted the transmission partially.
Why don’t you make a guess… will this dear junior brother whom you treasure so much choose to believe you? I look forward to seeing what he’ll choose!” The towering man smiled.
As his voice resonated in the cosmos, tens of thousands of black lightning bolts snaked past one another, thundering as they expanded and finally transformed into a dark screen.

On the screen was an image of… Wang Baole’s coffin!

 However, what it showed wasn’t the inside of the coffin but its exterior!

 “Who do you think will walk out? Your precious junior brother’s true form, or his avatar?”

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