System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

With the ten-day plan finalized, Chen Xuan bid a brief farewell to Xia Jiuyou, and his figure shot off like an arrow, heading alone towards the Dao Xuan Void Mountain Range.

Luan Yu, Xuan Mo, and the others were each surrounded by several servants and warriors, clearly intended to be used as scouts and cannon fodder to deal with unknown dangers.

Chen Xuan, however, had other means of support. When he reached the outer edge of the mountain range, he raised his hand and flipped it. Two streams of light shot out from his storage ring and landed, transforming into two humanoid combat puppets.

These two top-grade immortal puppets have extraordinary origins. One is a protective treasure bestowed by Jue Wuqing, the sect master of the Nine Nether Holy Land, and the other was obtained after killing Yao Guang Holy Son. Their defensive power is comparable to that of a true immortal, and their attack power is comparable to that of a celestial immortal. They are perfect for scouting.

"Go." Chen Xuan shouted softly, and the two puppets immediately transformed into two streaks of light, rushing towards the depths of the Inverted Void Mountain Range, one on the left and one on the right.

But as soon as they approached the vast mountain range that floated in the void, the puppet left behind by the Holy Son of Yaoguang suddenly emitted a warning light—a chilling and dangerous aura had locked onto them like a venomous snake.

Chen Xuan's heart tightened. Just as his fingertips were about to form a summoning spell, a strange purple light suddenly appeared in the void, and a spider web-like array suddenly condensed, its speed far exceeding the reaction of divine sense.

"Crack!" A crisp sound, yet containing terrifying power, exploded out. The puppet, whose defense was strong enough to withstand a blow from a True Immortal, was instantly wrapped up and crushed by the purple array. Tens of thousands of bronze parts fell into the void like a meteor shower, making a series of soft colliding sounds.

"Such attack power is definitely not aimed at cultivators in the Void Realm!" Chen Xuan gasped, his gaze sweeping over the still distorted void. He thought to himself that the half-step quasi-emperors in the Immortal Ancient Battle must have fought to the very end, even if it meant mutual destruction, they still wanted to set up such a deadly formation to drag the enemy down with them.

With only one puppet remaining, he became increasingly cautious. Having entered the Eternal Array Dao with his own body, he could not deduce the crisis. He could only frequently summon low-level magic treasures and throw them in front of him, using the warning of the magic treasures shattering to make his way into the depths of the mountains.

Just as Chen Xuan was cautiously making his way forward, a warm, blue light suddenly appeared between his brows, and a small, ancient pagoda, about the size of a palm, spun out and hung on his shoulder.

"Follow me." The three words echoed in his mind. Before Chen Xuan could respond, the little tower transformed into a streak of azure light and flew towards the heart of the mountain range.

With the small tower leading the way, Chen Xuan was free from any worries. His figure transformed into a streak of light and followed closely behind, the wind whistling in his ears, and the rugged rocks along the way rushing past.

As they sped along the mountain range to its outer edge, Chen Xuancai truly witnessed the vastness of the Inverted Void Mountain Range. From a distance, it appeared to be just an ordinary mountain, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that its majesty was comparable to an entire star field. Even gods and demons thousands of feet tall could only barely stand shoulder to shoulder with the mountain peaks.

He stood at the foot of the mountain in human form, as insignificant as an ant. Looking up, the mountain peaks were hidden in thick purple mist, as if they connected to another world.

"Don't stand there!" The little tower's voice interrupted his shock. "Do you see that seedling ahead?" Chen Xuan looked in the direction the blue light pointed and saw a seedling resembling a hibiscus tree standing quietly on the open ground not far away. Although it was only a hundred feet tall, the divine aura of the sun flowing around it was terrifyingly hot.

Centered on it, nothing grows within a hundred feet; even the soil has been baked into reddish-brown scorched gravel, and the air is filled with the scorching smell of burning. "Underneath lies the divine substance of the Nine Winds Lava. Pull up the seedlings, move them into the Purple Mansion space, and then dig down twenty meters to get them."

Chen Xuan was overjoyed. Although this divine substance was not very useful to him, it was a treasure for improving the cultivation of his Daoist partner and disciple.

He immediately flew over, his bones crackling as he raised his hand, transforming into a hundred-foot-tall divine demon, and reached out to grab the roots of the seedling.