"I have important matters to discuss!"
Zhang Haobo's voice reverberated between heaven and earth.
Upon hearing this, the cultivators of Myriad Immortals Island showed various expressions and reactions.
"What arrogance! He's just a Golden Core cultivator. What important matters could he possibly have?"
"Indeed, he even uses the power of the heaven and earth's wind disaster to pressure Myriad Immortals Island. He's practically asserting that Myriad Immortals Island has no one capable!"
"Why hasn't a Spirit Transformation Immortal Lord slapped this kid to death yet? It's driving me crazy!"
"Watching him show off is more unbearable than losing a cultivation technique!"
"Despite being only at the Golden Core stage, he possesses such bearing. This young man is destined for greatness."
"Cultivating for less than ten years, yet reaching the Golden Core stage and riding the wind above Myriad Immortals Island—such a feat reminds me of the rumored Young Master Jinglun."
Ignoring the clamor coming from Myriad Immortals Island in the distance, Zhang Haobo remained composed and waited patiently.
A moment later, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Dressed in white, holding a feather fan, he possessed an elegant demeanor.
He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Zhang Haobo. "Golden Core? Important matters?"
"It's been a long time since I've encountered such an interesting young man!"
Zhang Haobo looked directly at the other person, his expression unchanged, and calmly stated, "Golden Core and Spirit Transformation cultivators are all but ants."
The white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator paused, his hand still on his fan, and he scrutinized Zhang Haobo once more. This time, there was a hint of seriousness in his gaze.
A moment later, he pointed his feather fan into the distance. "If that's the case, then follow me!"
Then, the white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator and Zhang Haobo vanished from the sight of the Myriad Immortals Island cultivators. Only the colossal green tornado remained, still continuously spinning.
In the sky, a hole suddenly appeared in the clouds. Brilliant starlight shone down, and the green wind of the tornado gradually dissipated into nothingness. Only the lingering discussions of the Myriad Immortals Island cultivators remained.
Before Zhang Haobo's eyes could register what was happening, he found himself suddenly at a mountaintop. Clouds swirled around, and only the peaks of distant mountains were visible.
The white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator stood at the cliff edge of the mountain peak, his back to Zhang Haobo. "This place forms its own domain, capable of isolating us from the detection of Heaven's Dao. Feel free to speak whatever you have to say."
Zhang Haobo first surveyed his surroundings again, observing for a moment. With his current cultivation, he couldn't discern anything particularly special about the place.
He then spoke, "Senior, do you know that within this Cloud Sea, an Earth's Soul is hidden?"
The white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator turned around, looking at Zhang Haobo with interest. "Are you referring to the green wind that's locked in a stalemate with that sword hilt?"
"Though I don't know how you came to know of this, if you think this is some kind of opportunity, you're mistaken."
"Spirit Transformation cultivators in the Cloud Sea and even in the surrounding few states are aware of the green wind's existence."
"But no one dares to refine it. Do you know why?"
Zhang Haobo's expression remained unchanged as he replied, "Is it because of that sword hilt?"
The Spirit Transformation cultivator nodded. "Every time an Earth's Soul appears, it has a heavenly duty. From our observations, the green wind's duty is to destroy that sword hilt."
"A century ago, an outsider Spirit Transformation cultivator passed by, sensed the green wind's existence, and wanted to refine it."
"As a result, the green wind used a cage to imprison him along with the sword hilt."
"The sword hilt's malevolent aura then erupted, its target not the green wind's cage, but this cultivator."
"The green wind also launched an attack at the opportune moment."
"It was equivalent to two Dao Integration Immortal Venerables striking simultaneously, and that Spirit Transformation cultivator perished on the spot."
Zhang Haobo pondered this upon hearing it. "Two Dao Integration cultivators are locked in a stalemate, neither able to overcome the other. But if someone else interferes, especially a weaker party, they will see it as a provocation."
"They will both turn to attack, won't they?"
The white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator fanned himself with his feather fan. "You are indeed teachable."
However, Zhang Haobo abruptly changed the topic. "But the Earth's Soul I'm referring to isn't the green wind."
"The sword hilt has escaped and flown off to an unknown location. And the green wind has pursued it."
The white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator's movements suddenly froze.
"What I'm talking about is an Earth's Soul that hasn't appeared yet but will soon emerge in the Cloud Sea."
Zhang Haobo's gaze drifted, seemingly recalling something.
The white-robed Spirit Transformation cultivator lowered his feather fan and stared intently at Zhang Haobo. His expression was solemn.
Above the mountains, dark clouds gathered in swathes, obscuring the sky.
Li Fan was currently unaware of the events unfolding in the outside world. He had been completely immersed in the study of formations.
The person who was studying with him finally couldn't endure such an extremely rigorous cultivation after three months and voluntarily gave up. They chose to leave.
Zhang Zhiliang said nothing, but soon after, he brought another person back to teach formations. Li Fan paid no attention whatsoever to these events happening around him. He was entirely focused on researching formation arrays. Whenever he felt tired, a silver incense would automatically be lit. He hadn't stopped even for a moment.
Zhang Zhiliang's gaze towards Li Fan grew increasingly satisfied.
These days continued for two years. Only when the previously set reminder time arrived did Li Fan awaken from his studies.
Reluctantly gazing at the detailed formation diagrams, which had been broken down into countless minute images before him, Li Fan shifted his eyes to Zhang Zhiliang.
"Master Zhang, I have something to attend to and need to go out for a trip," Li Fan explained.
Zhang Zhiliang nodded. "You've been studying continuously for so long; it's time for you to go out and relax."
After a moment of thought, he handed Li Fan a white glowing cube. "Take this temporarily for self-defense, in case of any unexpected situations."
Li Fan examined the cube in his hand, discerning the traces of dozens of overlaid formations within it.
Zhang Zhiliang added, "This is a Formation Crown. It's composed of over a hundred different formations, layered upon each other."
"The most precious formation within it is a teleportation array."
"When you encounter an opponent you cannot defeat, you can use this teleportation array to teleport to a random location a hundred thousand *li* away."
"You've studied with me for so long; you should know how to use this item, so I won't elaborate further."
Li Fan knew the value of this item because the formations within this Formation Crown were not single-use. After each activation, it could recharge by absorbing ambient spiritual energy. Once recharged, it could be used again. It was far superior to those formation diagrams that would often break after only a few uses.
Zhang Zhiliang entrusting this item to Li Fan also indicated, to some extent, his attitude towards Li Fan.
Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left the Formation Planning Hall.
This trip out was naturally because the time for the Ocean Pearl to appear was drawing near. The Ocean Pearl was the foundational item he had decided upon for this life, and he could not afford to lose it. Therefore, he emerged from his secluded cultivation early and headed to Flowing Cloud Island to wait.
Without rushing to depart, Li Fan, as usual, inquired about the significant events that had occurred in the past two years. Only then did he learn about the commotion Zhang Haobo had caused.
"Indeed, a grand move. What extraordinary bearing, truly extraordinary!" Li Fan exclaimed in admiration.
"So, it seems the Myriad Immortals Alliance should now know that the 'Crimson Flame Burns the Sea' event will happen next."
"I wonder how they will respond."
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