Yang Kai pondered for a long while before finally speaking. "You can go, but take these with you."
As he spoke, he handed Lu Xue two Void Spirit Beads and explained their use. Lu Xue nodded and accepted them. With Void Spirit Beads in hand, even if she encountered danger, she would have a very good chance of escaping.
Of course, that depended on her using them properly. Void Spirit Beads were something Yang Kai had refined himself—they always worked in pairs. One bead locked onto a location, and when the other was activated, the user could bypass spatial barriers and traverse the void in an instant.
After storing the beads safely, Lu Xue stepped out of the Shadowless Veil on her own.
Although the two sides were separated by a thousand li, such a distance was insignificant to a middle-grade Open Heaven cultivator. The moment Lu Xue revealed herself, a powerful wave of divine sense swept over from the tower ship a thousand li away.
Lu Xue deliberately let her World Force fluctuate, showcasing her strength to draw the tower ship master's attention.
Seizing this opportunity, Yang Kai gritted his teeth and, together with Guo Ziyan, silently surged toward the Demon Realm.
In the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the two had arrived at the rift in the Demon Realm's boundary wall. Turning back, they could just make out Lu Xue calmly boarding the tower ship.
Though Lu Xue was a Fifth-Order Open Heaven cultivator, she did not know the enemy's true strength. Entering someone else's tower ship Artifact so rashly carried enormous risk—if the owner harbored hostile intentions, her situation would be dire.
Knowing that Lu Xue's actions were creating an opening for their movement, Yang Kai wasted no more time and plunged into the Demon Realm.
From the outside, the entire Demon Realm resembled an enormous, monstrous fish, but its interior was vastly spacious. The moment he entered, Yang Kai felt violent tremors in the World Force—as though the entire Demon Realm was shaking ceaselessly.
At the same time, a familiar aura closely linked to his own made itself known.
It was the Avatar's aura.
The Avatar had been born from a wisp of Yang Kai's consciousness taking residence in a Stone Puppet's body—it could be called his clone, just as Yang Kai could sense the Avatar's presence within a certain range, the Avatar could sense him.
Sensing the arrival of its true body, the Avatar immediately sent a surge of divine sense carrying information.
Yang Kai's thoughts shifted, and he quickly grasped what had happened.
Ever since he had departed years ago, leaving behind the newly born Demon Realm with the Avatar in charge, aided by Bei Li Mo and Chang Tian, the entire realm had been thriving and developing with each passing day.
Everything had been going smoothly—until half a year ago, when an uninvited visitor arrived at the Demon Realm's outer perimeter. That visitor was none other than the tower ship Yang Kai had seen earlier.
After a period of probing and reconnaissance, the tower ship launched an assault on the Demon Realm. The Avatar naturally would not sit idle, combining forces with Bei Li Mo and Chang Tian to fight back while simultaneously driving the realm in retreat.
Months slipped by as they fought and fled.
The true strength of the Avatar, Chang Tian, and Bei Li Mo was far below the Open Heaven Realm, but within the Demon Realm, these three held a position equivalent to Great Emperors in the Star Boundary. Leveraging the advantage of their home territory, they could draw upon the Demon Realm's World Force, allowing them to project the power of a lower-grade Open Heaven cultivator.
It was precisely by relying on the Demon Realm's foundation that the Avatar and the others had been able to hold off the enemy for so long. However, the enemy was formidable and numerous. Though they had wounded quite a few, not a single one had been killed. The enemy, meanwhile, executed a relentless rotation strategy—as soon as someone was injured, they withdrew immediately, and a fresh combatant stepped in to take their place.
This was exactly the situation Yang Kai had witnessed earlier when he saw a lower-grade Open Heaven cultivator flee, drenched in blood.
With the Avatar and the others' strength being so limited, when lower-grade Open Heaven cultivators chose to flee, they had no way to stop them.
The Demon Realm had three Demon Saint-level fighters, so the enemy consistently maintained five lower-grade Open Heaven cultivators against them, keeping them under complete suppression.
By this day, the Avatar could still fight—he was a Stone Puppet after all, incapable of fatigue—but both Chang Tian and Bei Li Mo had suffered enormous mental and spiritual depletion, and were running on fumes. If Yang Kai hadn't arrived, the Demon Realm would have fallen within a month at most, and they would have been like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of their captors.
Receiving all this information took but an instant. Having grasped the Demon Realm's current situation, Yang Kai's lips curled into a savage grin.
He put away the Shadowless Veil, revealing his and Guo Ziyan's forms, and with a wave of his hand, brought forth a figure before them.
It was Yu Rumeng.
Rumeng was still somewhat dazed upon appearing, unsure why Yang Kai had released her so quickly, but she soon sensed that this was the Demon Realm. As a Demon Saint born of this realm, she had been recognized by its will and shared a deep connection with its heaven and earth.
As if sensing something amiss, Rumeng's delicate brows furrowed tightly.
Yang Kai gave a brief summary of the Demon Realm's current situation. As she listened, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent, killing thoughts surging one after another.
Yang Kai offered a few words of reassurance, then quietly conferred with the Avatar for a moment before relaying the plan to Rumeng and Guo Ziyan. Both nodded with solemn expressions.
The next instant, an invisible force enveloped the three of them. As the laws of space rippled, all three vanished without a trace.