Joe Di had already formed his own world, and his Rule Cycle quickly established a complete system of heavenly laws.
Under this complete system of heavenly laws, Joe Di easily stripped away the last trace of human cultivator aura. Once that aura was removed, when Joe Di refined Voidmount again, it was no longer as before—he simply could not penetrate it at all.
After stripping away that lingering human aura, Joe Di needed only a few breaths to capture the restrictive law aura of Voidmount.
One by one, the restrictive laws of Voidmount were refined by Joe Di. In the distance, Xavier White soon sensed this; he did not know whether to feel relieved or disappointed.
What relieved him was that Voidmount would, sooner or later, still belong to him, Xavier White. What disappointed him was that right now, when he needed Voidmount most, he was unable to take it away. He would have to wait until Joe Di ascended to the Dao Realm before he could reclaim his Voidmount.
That wait could easily be nearly a million years. Xavier White sighed—perhaps, once his cultivation recovered, he could use other means to return here again. Waiting a million years was simply too long.
The restrictions of Voidmount were vast and boundless. Even though Joe Di understood heavenly laws far more thoroughly than other cultivators, his refinement of Voidmount was still unimaginably slow. The root cause was simply that Joe Di’s cultivation was far too low.
Fortunately, at this moment, the World Tome proved extremely useful. Whenever Joe Di encountered something he did not understand during refinement, he could always find the answer within the World Tome.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed. Although Joe Di had not completely refined Voidmount, he could easily sense the Dao resonance on Voidmount and could even move Voidmount at will.
Joe Di knew very well that if he wanted to shrink and take away Voidmount, without raising his cultivation, it would take at least tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands of years. This was because Voidmount, unlike the Sacred Yin Pearl, was fundamentally different. In terms of value, Voidmount was even inferior to the Sacred Yin Pearl.
However, the Sacred Yin Pearl is a pure primordial treasure, filled entirely with chaotic primal energy. Voidmount, on the other hand, is not only a spatial artifact but also an offensive one. Voidmount has slain countless supreme cultivators, and innumerable powerhouses have perished upon it.
Even when these powerhouses fall, their souls may be destroyed, but all kinds of resentful energy and lingering soul auras remain. Moreover, not all who perished had their souls wiped out.
To completely refine Voidmount as one’s own, one must strip away this resentful energy and all other auras not belonging to Voidmount.
Naturally, Joe Di could not refine Voidmount to the extent that it could be stored in his spiritual sea here. After gaining control over some of Voidmount’s Dao resonance and laws, he immediately broke the Dao resonance chains that bound Xavier White.
As soon as Xavier White regained his freedom, he let out a long howl, then laughed heartily and said, “Many thanks, Daoist Joe. Until we meet again.”
Xavier White was true to his word. After saying this, he did not linger for a moment; he tore open the boundary and vanished into the void rift.
He knew well that even if he broke his oath and stayed, he could not recover his cultivation here, nor could he refine and take away Voidmount in a short time. Since Voidmount would be his sooner or later, why rush?
Joe Di watched Xavier White tear open the void, feeling quite envious. He knew his own strength was far from enough to break through this void boundary. If he could, he truly wanted to follow Xavier White into the void rift. But Joe Di was rational; he understood that if he did so, death would be close at hand.
Once the void rift completely disappeared, Joe Di did not hesitate to use his own law array banners to send Voidmount into the Ninth World.
Xavier White’s plans were optimistic, but he miscalculated in two respects. First, he thought Joe Di could not refine Voidmount without his blood essence, yet Joe Di had already refined part of Voidmount.
Second, he believed that Joe Di would need to refine Voidmount here for at least hundreds of thousands, if not a million years; otherwise, Joe Di would not be able to take Voidmount away. In reality, Joe Di needed only ten years of refinement to take Voidmount with him.
It was not that Joe Di could store Voidmount in his spiritual sea, but rather that he possessed the Ninth World, and he sent Voidmount into his Ninth World.
Voidmount’s origins were anything but ordinary. Joe Di would not waste all his time on refining Voidmount. What mattered most now was how to improve his cultivation and then leave this space between two realms.
After putting away Voidmount, Joe Di hurried through the space between the two realms for a month or two, but eventually had to stop.
The void between these two realms was boundless; no one knew how far it stretched or where the end lay. In two months, all Joe Di encountered were chaotic void currents, void blade auras, and occasionally the remnants of some artifacts.
Joe Di suspected that even if he wandered here until his lifespan was nearly exhausted, he still might not find a way out.
Realizing he could not escape, Joe Di simply found a relatively quiet spot, took out several supreme-grade immortal spirit veins, and also brought out the Dao vein Xavier White had left him.
He needed to cultivate until he could at least tear open the boundary—whether it led to the upper realm or the lower realm.
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The Free Immortal City of the Grand Cauldron, originally located between the four great Immortal Continents, was considered the most dangerous place of all. Although cultivators gathered here, a moment’s carelessness could cost one their life.
However, ever since Joe Di established the Peace Restaurant in the Free Immortal City of the Grand Cauldron, this place had instead become the safest spot in the void among the four great Immortal Continents.
Right at the entrance of the Free Immortal City stood a massive statue. Every cultivator coming to the city knew who it depicted—the owner of the Peace Restaurant, Joe Di.
Although Joe Di had left the Free Immortal City for several hundred years, the reputation of the Peace Restaurant had not diminished; in fact, it had only grown.
Not to mention the Peace Restaurant—even just stepping into the Free Immortal City meant that no one would dare cause you trouble.
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However, the Peace Restaurant did not accept just anyone. Those who slaughtered the innocent or preyed on the weak were not welcome. This was also why the Peace Restaurant’s reputation continued to rise.
On this day, the Peace Restaurant was as usual. On Peace Plaza, aside from the many cultivators cultivating, others came and went.
At that moment, a man in gray robes charged into Peace Plaza at an astonishing speed—even the guard stationed at the edge of the plaza’s protective array had no time to stop him.
“Who is that? Daring to force his way into the Peace Restaurant’s protective array—does he have a death wish?” A cultivator on Peace Plaza stared in astonishment at the gray-robed man who had rushed in.
To be honest, since the Peace Restaurant opened, he had never seen anyone so brazen as to charge straight into the protective array.
The protective array of Peace Plaza was always active. However, anyone entering the array—whether to stay at the inn or to cultivate in Peace Plaza—had to pass the guard’s inquiry at the entrance. For someone to rush in without passing the guard was truly rare.
“Quiet! That was City Lord Mi who just went in…” Someone nearby had already recognized the man who had just charged inside.
Sure enough, once those around heard it was City Lord Mi who had entered, no one dared say another word.
The Peace Restaurant had become the landmark building of the Free Immortal City of the Grand Cauldron. Besides the strength of the Peace Restaurant itself, the full support of the city’s lord was one of the main reasons.
Currently, apart from the ninth-rank immortal fiend beast Blackfire, the Peace Restaurant also had Immortal Emperor Chi Zhengshan.
Yet the person in charge of the Peace Restaurant was Changsun Huang. This was mainly because Blackfire disliked authority, and Chi Zhengshan wished to avoid suspicion, so Changsun Huang had to take charge in the end.
“City Lord Mi, what happened?” Upon seeing Mi Ji rush in, Changsun Huang looked at him in astonishment.
The Free Immortal City of the Grand Cauldron had more than ten Immortal Emperors, and its protective array—set up by Joe Di—could not be broken even if a dozen late-stage Immortal Emperors joined forces. Changsun Huang truly could not imagine what emergency could make City Lord Mi rush in so frantically.
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