The Blue Clan’s number one, the continent’s number one, has stepped into an even higher realm—what does that really mean? Evan Yang’s heart raced with excitement; he desperately wanted to know if there truly was a realm beyond Spirit-Wandering.
Seeing Evan Yang deep in thought, Vice Alliance Master Grant smiled at him. "Well? If you join us, you can go inside."
"The Free Alliance has the Sky-Piercing Tower. With that, you can nurture plenty of strong cultivators. Surely you don’t need just me, right?" Evan Yang was tempted, but he didn’t agree right away—instead, he asked.
"The Sky-Piercing Tower only allows one person in each time, and it opens once every ten years. That means each entry is five hundred years of closed-door cultivation inside. How many times can anyone live through five hundred years? Especially for people like us—it’s impossible to enter. If we did, we’d die in there and never come out." Vice Alliance Master Grant shook his head and smiled.
Hearing about all those restrictions, Evan Yang grew curious. "So there’s no one inside right now?"
"There’s no suitable candidate," Vice Alliance Master Grant replied helplessly.
Evan Yang fell silent. The temptation was real—if he really went in, he’d have to spend five hundred years inside. That wasn’t just five or fifty years; it was a whole other level.
"As long as you join us, you can enter and become the third person ever to go in," Vice Alliance Master Grant said.
"The third? Who else has gone in before?" Evan Yang asked, curiosity in his voice.
"Two geniuses have gone in before. When they came out, they’d reached the Spirit-Wandering Realm," Vice Alliance Master Grant said, tempting him further.
Vice Alliance Master Grant took out a stone and infused it with spiritual power. The stone sent a beam of light onto the door beneath the Sky-Piercing Tower.
The door opened. Evan Yang looked at the now-open door and smiled, "Everyone, see you in ten years."
A flash of light, and Evan Yang entered.
Vice Alliance Master Grant put away the stone and said, "Genius."
"Genius?" Wyatt Wolf had never heard Vice Alliance Master Grant praise someone like this.
"Go do your business." Vice Alliance Master Grant returned to himself and said. Wyatt Wolf and Drake Xiao then said goodbye to Vice Alliance Master Grant.
After the two left, Vice Alliance Master Grant muttered, "Usually people need powerful momentum to enter, but how did he just go in so easily?"
Many people tried to enter, but only two succeeded. Evan Yang entered without resistance, which Vice Alliance Master Grant had to praise.
Inside the Sky-Piercing Tower, Evan Yang arrived at the internal space.
The internal space was ordinary—just a dark place, and spiritual energy was ordinary. But why was time fifty times faster here? Evan Yang was curious.
He found a place to sit and prepared to enter seclusion and cultivate.
After Evan Yang had been in seclusion for a year, many things happened on the continent. The Blue Clan searched everywhere for Evan Yang, and so did the Huang Clan. The Demon Sect rose again, but strangely, the Blue Clan’s patriarch never appeared, making things difficult for the Blue Clan.
In the end, the Blue Clan’s patriarch relied on the Spirit-Wandering Joint-Strike Array operated by Shadowhand Guild’s experts to fight the Demon Sect and save the Blue Clan, though the clan suffered heavy losses—the Blue-Armor Legion was no longer as strong as before.
Besides that, the strangest thing on the continent was that some Soul-Forming Realm experts went missing. Many clans and Spirit-Wandering Realm experts searched for the cause, but no progress was made.
Another unexpected event: every night, the Death Crystal Field emitted eerie wails.
Ordinary people who heard the sound would wake at night, shocked and staring toward a certain place. Cultivators who heard it would cover their ears—especially the stronger they were, the more uncomfortable it felt.
The Death Crystal Field incident caused people to shift focus from the Shadowhand Guild to the Death Crystal Field. Some refused to leave the Shadowhand Guild, insisting on breaking through its defenses, regardless of outside events.
By the fifth year, the Blue Clan and Spirit-Wandering Realm experts finally used the Spirit-Wandering Joint-Strike Array. The Immortal Array’s power had faded to just one ten-thousandth of its original strength.
Even that one ten-thousandth of power took the Blue Clan and Spirit-Wandering Realm experts five years to break through.
After hearing the news, many people shifted their attention from the Death Crystal Field to the Shadowhand Guild.
But inside the Shadowhand Guild, the mountains and people were empty—only a forbidden ground remained, impossible to enter, even more mysterious than the Immortal Array.
Everyone assumed the Shadowhand Guild members hid inside that forbidden ground.
When Xin Jiang and others received this news, they discussed it helplessly. Facing the Shadowhand Guild’s situation, she felt very powerless.
A month later, fewer people went to the Shadowhand Guild. Eventually, the mountain was sealed, and the forbidden ground was the focus of supervision.
The Blue Clan and other Spirit-Wandering Realm experts agreed to station a Spirit-Wandering Realm expert at the cave entrance each year, waiting for them to come out.
“Still waiting for us to come out?” Xin Jiang sneered when she heard the Blue Clan and those schemers planned to station guards outside the forbidden ground.
The Shadowhand Guild members were delighted, especially imagining how even the Blue Clan was fooled by their sect, almost wanting to announce that the Shadowhand Guild had already left.
One day, Blue Clan members suddenly arrived at Xin Jiang’s Free Alliance, requesting to meet the three managers.
Wyatt Wolf, naturally restless, quickly arrived at the outpost perimeter. Seeing many Blue Clan experts approach, he frowned, “What do you mean by this?”
“We heard there are Shadowhand Guild members here, so we want to search. Will the Free Alliance give face to the Blue Clan?” said the Blue Clan Guard Captain, a late-stage Soul-Forming Realm expert.
“Search? Our Free Alliance has rules—outsiders must obey us, even if you’re the Blue Clan!” Wyatt Wolf snorted. He already knew Shadowhand Guild members were here, but pretended not to, mainly for Evan Yang’s sake.
“It wasn’t allowed before, but now it should be. Hope the Free Alliance will give us face.” The Guard Captain knew the Free Alliance was not simple, so tried to avoid conflict.
“I said no, so it’s no. Blue Clan, please leave.” Wyatt Wolf gave them no room for discussion.
The Blue Clan expects respect everywhere except from the Demon Sect and the Free Alliance. They rarely face such humiliation. Normally, the Demon Sect is their enemy, and the Free Alliance avoids conflicts, so they don’t want to provoke the Alliance.
This time, they had reliable information that Evan Yang had appeared here and had some connection to the Free Alliance. Shadowhand Guild members were also seen here, so they chose this opportunity to search.
But the Free Alliance members refused to give face.
“Does the Free Alliance want to oppose the Blue Clan?” The Guard Captain snorted coldly.
“I should say that. Our Free Alliance has always been independent from clans, sects, and rogue cultivators. You bring so many people, and we haven’t bothered you, but you’re slandering us.” Wyatt Wolf sneered.
“You!” The Guard Captain glared at Wyatt Wolf. He’d heard the Free Alliance never gave face to any clan, sect, or rogue cultivator, and had its own system.
Previously, the Blue Clan and Free Alliance had no direct interests, so there was no major conflict. But now, with the Shadowhand Guild and Evan Yang involved, the Blue Clan could not back down and insisted on searching the place.
Wyatt Wolf knew Evan Yang had joined the Free Alliance, so he was considered one of them. No matter what, he would protect Evan Yang—even if the Blue Clan Patriarch came with a group, he would stop them.