When she heard Lu Yin's words, she was stunned. "Grayweed Continent?
You want to go to the Grayweed Continent? "
Lu Yin's eyes narrowed, and he allowed Hai Qiqi to board the ship. He then stared at her. "If you don't let me go, then don't blame me for being despicable."
She stared at Lu Yin, her eyes flickering.
Hong Ying was furious. "You despicable person!"
Lu Yin grabbed her and retreated into the spacecraft. The people from the Sixth Mainland did not dare to resist, and they were all thrown out by Hai Qiqi.
"Hurry, set sail!" Lu Yin barked.
Hong Ying was furious. "Don't even think about it!"
"Do you want to be stripped?" Lu Yin threatened.
Hong Ying gritted her teeth and glared at Lu Yin.
"Don't worry, I promise you that I'll let you go once we reach the Grayweed Continent," Lu Yin said. His words were meant for Hong Ying to hear, but also for the people outside to hear.
The old Enlighter walked behind Grayweed. "Senior, what should we do?"
Grayweed's gaze was icy. "Let them go. More than half of the Grayweed Continent is in our hands, so where else can they run to? Let them go."
The people from the Sixth Mainland were helpless, and they could only watch as the spacecraft left.
After a while, when the Sea King's Dome was completely out of sight, Lu Yin finally relaxed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly took some medicine.
Hong Ying was trapped, and she glared at Lu Yin. "One day, I'll make you regret everything you've done to me."
Lu Yin was bitter. "Don't even think about it. I won't remember you."
Hong Ying was furious.
Hai Qiqi looked at Lu Yin worriedly. "Are you alright?"
Lu Yin shook his head and stood up with difficulty. "I'm injured, but I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Right, how long will it take to reach the Grayweed Continent?"
"With this spacecraft's speed, it'll take about ten days," Hai Qiqi replied.
Lu Yin nodded and sat down to recuperate.
There was not a single person from the Sixth Mainland on this spacecraft, and due to the suppression of the weather, Grayweed would not dare to chase after them without a spacecraft. They were safe.
Lu Yin could not help but rejoice. Fortunately, he had comprehended Intuition, which had weakened the power of Grayweed's palm strike. Otherwise, his arm would have been crippled, and he would not have been able to continue holding Hong Ying.
Imprinters were too terrifying, and Lu Yin's eyes filled with dread.
One Yang was actually neutralized just like that. How did he do it?
Was it a battle technique?
Technique?
Innate gift?
Or was it something else?
He didn't understand. If an Imprinter attacked him, he would be crushed even if he suppressed his combat power to less than 10,000, let alone 200,000.
Furthermore, Granny Sly didn't even use her imprint to deal with him.
The more he thought about it, the more disappointed he became. The war in the Innerverse was definitely not as optimistic as he had initially thought. Those with power levels below 200,000 didn't just represent the younger generation; the true powerhouses were still these terrifying powerhouses.
In the Grayweed Continent, there was a figure in a scorching hot area. Just as Lu Yin and Hai Qiqi were about to escape from the Sea King's Dome, the figure suddenly opened his eyes in excitement. "Is that the Sea King's Shield?
Qiqi is back. "
The silhouette stood up abruptly. His expression was both excited and apprehensive. He was the Sea King.
The blue shield that Hai Qiqi used to block Grandma Sly contained his power. Hai Qiqi could feel that he was still alive, and he could also feel that Hai Qiqi had used the Sea King's Shield.
The Sea King clenched his fists and wanted to walk out, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally sat down and sighed. His mission did not allow him to leave. If he left, then the Starfall Sea's hope would be gone.
He could only hope that Qiqi would survive.
In another part of the Grayweed Continent, a fierce battle had broken out in a huge plaza. The Sixth Mainland's cultivators had been imprinted and were suppressing the Innerverse cultivators. Imprints and corpses could be seen everywhere.
Fresh blood dyed the plaza red.
In the sky, three figures crisscrossed and clashed against each other. One of them was an Imprinter from the Tong family's ancestor and wielded a feather fan. Another wielded a long blade that emitted a sharp glint. The last person was covered in blue vapor. The two of them were working together to fight against the Sixth Mainland's cultivator, but they were barely holding on.
The Sixth Mainland's Imprinter with the feather fan was called Mister First, and he came from the Grand Martial Realm. He was the master of Graceful Mountain and an Imprinter with a battle technique that neared 600,000.
The two people fighting against him were both masters of the Grayweed Continent's seventy-two training arenas, and their power levels exceeded 300,000.
The three of them suppressed their power levels below 200,000, and the resulting shockwaves from their battle were astonishing.
The glint of the blade tore through the void, but Mister First's feather fan slashed out, preventing the glint from advancing any further. With a light tap of the fan, the glint of the blade shattered. On the other side, the master of the training arena, who was covered in blue vapor, raised both of his hands. Blue vapor filled the entire plaza as he attempted to change the environment around him. What followed was an infinitely expanding domain that gradually transformed into a field of energy that formed a water droplet that fell towards Mister First.
Mister First frowned. "I saw that you were talented, and I wanted to recruit you, but you were so stubborn. Since that's the case, there's no need for you to continue living." He then caught the water droplet with one hand.
The water droplet had come from the master of the training arena, whose power level was over 300,000. A single drop of water could irrigate an entire region of space or even sink a part of the world. However, in Mister First's hands, this water droplet seemed to be nothing more than a drop of water that gradually turned into nothingness.
The master of the training arena, whose body was covered in blue vapor, was astonished. It was rumored that Envoys would undergo a qualitative change, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. None of his star energy attacks were effective against Mister First.
Another master of the training arena shouted as he tore through the void and slashed out with his blade, but there was no trace of star energy.
Mister First shook his head. "If I use star energy, you won't stand a chance. But even if I don't use star energy, so what? We're still on two different levels." He then turned his feather fan and pointed the tip at the blade. With a bang, the blade cracked and finally shattered. The feather fan pierced through the void and struck the master, sending him crashing into the ground.
Mister First then turned around and appeared in front of the master of the training arena, whose entire body was covered in vapor. He then stretched out a hand. "Thousand Whisk Hands."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue vapor in the sky disappeared, and the master of the training arena was completely exposed to Mister First. As Mister First's palm descended, the master spat out a mouthful of blood and roared as he exploded with all of his power level. A power level of more than 300,000 surged into the sky, causing the plaza to erupt into an uproar. He wanted to take Mister First down with him.
However, before Mister First could make a move, the master of the training arena vanished as if he had never been there.
This scene caused everyone's scalps to go numb, but they were already used to it. Anyone with a power level of more than 200,000 would have their existence erased, and there was no exception to this rule.
Mister First's eyes were filled with fear, and he looked up. He had been very close to the master of the training arena just now, and he had felt an indescribable palpitation. This was the might of a Progenitor.
In the distance, the remaining master of the training arena suddenly roared and leaped into the air. He slashed out layer after layer of blades, relying purely on his physical strength to tear through the void. Not only did he attack Mister First, but he also enveloped the entire plaza.
The plaza was completely destroyed.
Mister First frowned and slowly stepped forward. "Useless struggles. Even without the natural suppression of the Sixth Mainland, and even without imprints and martial seals, the difference between our realms is like the difference between heaven and earth. You can die now." With that, he waved his feather fan, and an illusory figure crossed the void and appeared in front of the Training Hall Master, passing through him.
Mister First's lips curled up. This was his power class treasure, the feather fan. It possessed the power of its predecessors, and it could transform into a weapon.
The fierce battle in the plaza quickly came to a halt. Mister First looked up and muttered to himself, "So what if you've suppressed your power level? How many people in the Fifth Mainland have a power level of more than 500,000?
My three filaments can slaughter all of them. "
Not too far away from the plaza, a figure was lying on the ground, panting heavily. There was a wound on his chest that had almost cut him in half. He was Zhang Dingtian, and his battle techniques and cultivation had all come from that training arena. It had originally been an abandoned training arena, but because of his sudden rise, it had attracted many blade experts and even a powerhouse with a power level of more than 300,000 to become the master of the training arena. This was the person that Mister First had killed.
In the end, that person had attacked the entire plaza in order to let Zhang Dingtian escape. Zhang Dingtian was the true successor of this training arena. They could die, but Zhang Dingtian could not.
As long as Zhang Dingtian was alive, he was their only hope.
In the Starfall Sea, Lu Yin leaned against a window and watched the ocean currents drift by. Strange things would occasionally appear within the currents.
It was rumored that the Starfall Sea's source would often bring out strange things, such as power class treasures, battle techniques, techniques, or even sourceboxes.
The Undying Manual was one of the most famous techniques that had appeared in the Starfall Sea, and there were many treasures that were similar to the Undying Manual. Because of these treasures, the Starfall Sea had attracted countless people from the Innerverse to train there.
Undying Yushan and Undying Zishan had once trained in the Starfall Sea, and they had called themselves the Undying Duo. Others had thought that they had obtained the Undying Manual, which had led to Undying Yushan being placed under surveillance, which had led to his grand ambitions being cut short.
Anyone who came to the Starfall Sea dreamed of obtaining a treasure and becoming a dragon.
The closer one got to the depths of the Starfall Sea, the more likely they were to obtain a treasure.
Every year, the Grayweed Continent attracted countless Innerverse cultivators.
This situation had persisted for tens of thousands of years, and the history of many powers in the universe had been severed. The Grayweed Continent, on the other hand, had continued to exist. Perhaps it was because of this that the Grayweed Continent had gradually formed its own dojos.
"In the Grayweed Continent, there are seventy-two dojos scattered throughout the continent. Any powerhouse can establish a sect and recruit disciples. No matter who it is, the strong are respected. However, the number of dojos is fixed at seventy-two. To become a dojo master, you either have to challenge and replace the original master or destroy a dojo and rebuild it. Currently, the strongest dojo on the Grayweed Continent is called the Zhongshan Dojo, and its master is the father of Lan Si, one of the Ten Arbiters. The Zhongshan Dojo controls nearly half of the Grayweed Continent's resources, so the Lan family can be considered the rulers of the Grayweed Continent."
"The Lan family has dominated the Grayweed Continent for many years, and it borders the Sea King's Dome. The Lan Daolord is also an Emissary."
Lu Yin understood, as he had never thought that the Grayweed Continent would be in such a situation. Zhang Dingtian was also on the Grayweed Continent, and he wondered how he was doing.
"What's the point of being so lively? More than half of the Grayweed Continent's seventy-two dojos have fallen into the hands of our Sixth Mainland. According to the latest news, the Grayweed Continent only has fifteen dojos under your control. Even if you reach the Grayweed Continent, you won't be able to survive unless you don't use star energy for the rest of your lives and huddle in a corner," Hong Ying mocked as she looked at Lu Yin and Hai Qiqi with disdain.