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Fu Zhixuan led a group of True Immortals, closely following Chu Zheng's steps, entering into the large camp.

Far behind, Dongsheng Yu slightly relaxed and pondered for a moment. She waited outside the large camp, waiting for Fan Long Immortal King to come to lead the people.

By this step, her task had already been completed, and it was best not to meet Chu Zheng face-to-face.

Chu Zheng's identity was extraordinary and he should no longer stay in the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield, a dangerous place. With his talent, it wouldn't take long before he would enter the Punishment Authority, becoming an Inspector and even a Heavenly Judge.

Although her cultivation was stronger than Chu Zheng's, she was ultimately not on the same level as him. With today's accomplishment of finding Chu Zheng, her life was least assured in the future without the need to seek any unnecessary presence. Enjoy exclusive chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

Chu Zheng didn't conceal his appearance, and as soon as he entered the large camp, he came into Song Lingxue's sight.

Seeing Chu Zheng, Song Lingxue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, but swallowed her words again, feeling somewhat uneasy.

She saw the True Immortals nearby and was a bit unsure about Chu Zheng's current situation.

Chu Zheng slowly extended his hand, smiling and nodding: "It's fine now."

The taut strings of her heart suddenly relaxed, the unease that had just risen in Song Lingxue instantly crumbled, like a swallow returning to its nest, she crashed into Chu Zheng's embrace.

The force of this impact was surprisingly strong, almost triggering the Immortal Light protective body around Chu Zheng; her arms around his waist seemed to use all her strength, as if wanting to meld him into her bones and blood.

"I've missed you so much ..."

The whisper in his ear made Chu Zheng feel somewhat dazed for a moment, as if time and space had paused, leaving only the warm and clear heartbeat close at hand, vivid and strong.

For Song Lingxue, it had been twenty-one years since this reunion, but for Chu Zheng, it was nearly two thousand years ago, almost like a lifetime.

Perhaps because of the long period he spent as an incarnate experiencing trials through time, this reunion didn't stir too much turbulence in Chu Zheng's emotions.

But for a moment, he felt the sourness and bitterness at the tip of his heart, realizing that even across the endless starry seas, there was still someone who cared about him.

A strand of Immortal Light emerged from his fingertips, seeping into Song Lingxue's body, instantly healing her injuries and replenishing her lost vitality.

Fu Zhixuan, who was by Chu Zheng's side, glanced at Song Lingxue, her eyes slightly turning. She raised her hand to signal the other True Immortals to disperse and spoke softly:

"Daoist Chu, you have traveled a long way to reach here, and it must have been tiring. I have prepared a dwelling for you. Take a few days to rest, and when you are free, we can talk about future matters. For now, I will leave you be."

After speaking, she summoned an Immortal Alliance Cultivator, gave some instructions, and then turned to leave.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your efforts last time; I hadn't had the chance to express my gratitude," Chu Zheng turned his head to look at her, making a bowing gesture with his hands.

Back then, Fu Zhixuan had intervened to stop a group of cultivators from the Myriad Realms on his behalf, which aided him significantly. Although he still could not avoid that calamity in the end, the favor of lending assistance must not be ignored.

Moreover, that calamity had also impacted an entire large camp of the Immortal Alliance.

From Fu Zhixuan's earlier words, Chu Zheng could deduce some hidden information. The Immortal Alliance had already been following him and thus knew he had traveled here.

The Immortal Alliance had long known his whereabouts and had merely followed him silently, which indicated, at least for now, that the Immortal Alliance harbored no significant ill will towards him.

Fu Zhixuan turned her head back, showing a slightly surprised look and was somewhat puzzled about how Chu Zheng knew her surname.

After a slight hesitation, she subtly reminded:

"However, it was just a little help, not worth mentioning. The prior incident involving the large camp has already been investigated by our Heavenly Judge, and the primary culprit has been executed. Please, Daoist Chu, do not dwell on this matter anymore, and do not promote it excessively."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng's heart stirred. Fu Zhixuan's implication was to gloss over the incident as the Immortal Alliance had already found out it was instigated by people from the Martial Hall, but they did not intend to pursue it further, likely for the greater good.

And according to her words, the Great Saint of Martial Path who had tried to kill him had already died.

Without saying more, Fu Zhixuan left directly.

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The dwelling Fu Zhixuan had prepared for Chu Zheng was a Low Grade Immortal Treasure in itself, containing a universe within and somewhat similar to the Heavenly Pattern Immortal Fire Hall in the Taixuan Holy Land, encompassing a complete cave dwelling.

Inside the warm Spiritual Spring, the water slightly rippled.

Song Lingxue leaned against Chu Zheng's neck, wiping away the blood on her back which was smooth as jade, each inch of muscle containing terrifying explosive power.

Feeling the nearly perfect body in his arms, Chu Zheng fell into contemplation.

Just from Song Lingxue's current physical condition, he could discern some clues. The Martial Arts Scripture she mentioned was indeed remarkable, but he always felt something was not quite right.

In the world, no Cultivation Method could be perfect; many Cultivation Methods would have some flaws.

However, the Martial Arts Scripture mentioned by Song Lingxue was so powerful and flawless, completely lacking any visible shortcomings, which obviously did not seem reasonable.

"Is the original Martial Arts Scripture in your possession? May I see it?"

Chu Zheng held Song Lingxue's waist to stabilize her, with a solemn expression.

He was somewhat worried that the Martial Arts Scripture might have some unknown side effects.

Song Lingxue's eyes paused, avoiding Chu Zheng's gaze, and bit his neck lightly, her words muffled:

"Why ask these now? Can't you focus?"

After a moment, Chu Zheng steadied his mind and spoke again:

"Why did you come to the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield?"

"I heard that you had ascended to the rank of True Immortal and was worried that the Immortal Alliance might be unfavorable to you, so I came."

At this point, Song Lingxue collected her scattered thoughts and spoke softly:

"I originally intended to come and find you alone, but the Martial Hall also dispatched additional people. Along with me, there was one Great Saint and six Saints, but now they are all dead, at least the Great Saint is undoubtedly dead."

Chu Zheng's eyebrows slightly furrowed, his eyes sharpened: "Was that Great Saint of Martial Path named You Bi Yue?"

Hearing this, Song Lingxue's expression changed, and she immediately asked, "Have you met him?"

"I have. He tried to kill me. I avoided the danger and survived narrowly."

Chu Zheng downplayed the danger involved, speaking lightly: "When he made his move, he also destroyed an Immortal Alliance camp, and it seems he was discovered by the Immortal Alliance and thus perished."

"Martial Hall actually wants to kill you."

After a moment of shock, Song Lingxue fell into deep thought and murmured, "No wonder… the Immortal Alliance treats you as a distinguished guest now. Their aggression towards you is actually aimed at targeting the Immortal Alliance. They must be secretly preparing for a Dao War."

As her voice faded, she became somewhat puzzled, "Why would the Immortal Alliance help you?"

Considering the examples of Shang Cangyun and Zhao Tingxian, the Immortal Alliance shouldn't be acting this way, especially since Chu Zheng isn't purely an Immortal Path Cultivator.

Chu Zheng shook his head slightly, "I'm not entirely sure, but it should be related to that Ancestral Dao."

"Ancestral Dao..."

Song Lingxue was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized, her expression could hardly conceal her astonishment, "Could it be that within the Great Universe, the Ancestral Dao who monopolizes a quarter and a half of Heavenly Fate, is the same one I reported to when you and I married on our grand wedding day?"

That wedding…

Chu Zheng's thoughts paused as a glint of light flashed through his eyes.

He had almost forgotten, back when in Great Zhou, when he married Song Lingxue, they had reported to the Ancestral Dao who showed a faint response.

Since then, there had been no information from the Ancestral Dao, no response no matter how he contacted, even through the Ancestral Dao Golden Body.

"What do you plan to do next?"

Song Lingxue did not dwell on the topic, her expression growing more serious, she said quietly, "Inside the Martial Hall, there have been some significant changes in recent years. I fear even the Immortal Alliance may not be safe."

"What do you mean by that?"

Chu Zheng regained his senses, somewhat surprised. If even the Immortal Alliance isn't safe, then within the Great Universe, the only path of retreat left for him would be the Chaos Sea.

"I have gathered some information from some cultivators of the Martial Hall within the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield," mentioned Song Lingxue sitting upright, her expression solemn:

"In the Battlefield of All Heavens, the Martial Hall shattered the Otherkind, reportedly, the Martial Ancestor, at the pinnacle of the Temporal River, fought against two enemies alone, slaying the two Beast Ancestors 'Yu Xuan' and 'Lin Xing' from All Heavens, scattering the Heavenly Fate they were enveloped in."

"All Heavens, which originally held fifteen percent of Heavenly Fate, now only retains half of that, not far off from the Chaos Sea. The scattered fifteen percent of Heavenly Fate is rapidly leaning towards the Martial Path. Heavenly Punishment Martial Emperor has already returned to the Martial Hall, absorbing the scattered Heavenly Fate, preparing to step into the Ancestral Realm."

"Heavenly Punishment Martial Emperor is the youngest Martial Emperor of the Martial Hall, if it weren't for the lack of Heavenly Fate, he would have already entered the Ancestral Realm. He has been at the Half Ancestor stage for many years, this time it should be almost certain."

"Stepping into the Ancestral Realm still requires the endorsement of Heavenly Fate?" Chu Zheng was somewhat surprised, an aspect he had never known.

"That's what I learned within the Martial Hall, to ascend as an Ancestor, Heavenly Fate is indispensable," Song Lingxue nodded, "Without the blessing of Heavenly Fate, despite sufficient talent and cultivation, it would be difficult to step into the Ancestral Realm, hence all paths vie for fate, an additional Ancestral Realm shifts the entire situation drastically."

Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes, "To enter the Ancestral Realm, how much Heavenly Fate is needed?"

Song Lingxue pondered for a moment, conjectured:

"All Heavens has only three Beast Ancestors, occupying fifteen percent of Heavenly Fate, about half of that should be enough."

Half of Heaven's Fortune.

Chu Zheng's heart skipped a beat, almost immediately, he thought of the Chaos Sea.

Chaos Sea, neither more nor less, exactly holds half of the scattered Heavenly Fate.

If within the Great Universe, all Heavenly Fate has masters, the Chaos Sea is undoubtedly the last boarding pass to the Ancestral Realm.

"The future of the Great Universe will certainly not be as calm as it is now."

Song Lingxue sighed softly, "Those Otherkind of All Heavens are certainly also trying their best to fight for the scattered Heavenly Fate, even if they reclaim half, raising a new Beast Ancestor, it would still be difficult to resist the Martial Hall."

This means, after this battle, the Martial Hall will occupy at least twenty-five percent of Heavenly Fate, comparable to the hidden Ancestral Dao.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his heart sinking gradually, if he wants to save himself, he needs to increase his cultivation speed and gather more trump cards.

The Immortal Alliance most likely hopes to contact the Ancestral Dao through him, but now, he doesn't have the capability.

If his plans fall through, he doesn't know how the Immortal Alliance will react.

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In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Outside the Immortal Palace, Fu Zhixuan paced back and forth, occasionally looking up at the tightly shut palace door, her expression conflicted, murmuring to herself:

"Young couple, reunited after a long separation, understandable..."

After a long pause, she couldn't help but rubbed her forehead, her expression growing more complex, "But it's been over half a month already, when will it end?"

Originally, letting Chu Zheng rest for a few days before talking was meant to give him time to prepare his thoughts, but she never imagined Chu Zheng would take it so literally and just settled in.

Half a month has passed since she thought he would come out, but there was no sign of him.

Now that the war preparations are in the final stage, with the great battle about to commence, she is also entangled in various matters, needing to sort out Chu Zheng's situation quickly so she can focus on the tasks at hand.

Among the many True Immortals in the Lower Heavenly Domain, her cultivation isn't the highest, but her authority is substantial, and many matters need her approval before proceeding.

Above the camp, Dongsheng Yu crouched among the clouds, her expression also full of conflict.

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