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Lu Chen let out a cold laugh, then turned and exited Luban Temple, his true form manifesting as the Thunderous Python, continuing to fly northward.
The North Sea was indeed to the north, requiring passage through the entire Luban Divine Ridge and the perpetually frozen Extreme Cold Wasteland before reaching the North Sea.
Having found no trace of Miao Sheng Maiyi in Luban Temple, Lu Chen flew swiftly towards the North Sea.
After flying for just over ten miles, he completely exited Luban Divine Ridge and entered the Extreme Cold Wasteland.
However, Lu Chen was flying through the air, with his Yin Spirit manifesting as lightning, so he felt no impact from the harsh climate of the Extreme Cold Wasteland, soaring directly above it.
The Extreme Cold Wasteland spanned thousands of miles, vast and desolate, with no signs of human life and very few signs of any life at all, making it a true wasteland.
After half a day's effort, Lu Chen traversed the entire Extreme Cold Wasteland and entered the territory of the North Sea.
In the North Sea, snow and ice prevailed year-round, with even fewer creatures than in the Extreme Cold Wasteland. The coastline was covered in thick layers of solid ice, creating a pure white world.
Yet it was far from as quiet as it appeared on the surface; the North Sea was extremely unstable weather-wise, with blizzards being a common occurrence. When the winds picked up, they could move mountains and cover everything in a terrifying manner.
Suddenly, the sky darkened as a fierce cold wind swept through, raising flurries of ice that could freeze a person instantly.
However, this posed no challenge for Lu Chen; it would not hinder his movements at all. With his Yin Spirit and Flesh-Spirit Unity already able to switch freely, he could transform into a powerful spiritual state that could withstand even the scorching heat of Sun True Fire. What fear did he have of ice and snow?
Lu Chen flew over the icy terrain and directly soared to the coastline. However, at this moment in the North Sea, he could no longer see the shore because it was all covered in solid ice and white snow—an endless expanse of whiteness.
Lu Chen paused for a moment here, feeling that Miao Sheng Maiyi could not possibly be in such a location. After some thought, he took to the skies again and flew towards the open sea.
After another half hour of travel, Lu Chen finally emerged from the icy landscape. The area he found himself in was much warmer now; most of the ice had melted away, revealing clear blue seawater visible on the surface.
Lu Chen descended from the sky, landing steadily on a floating ice patch, then released his Divine Sense to carefully sense every movement around him.
Now, Lu Chen's Divine Sense had a broader range and was more thorough; he could detect fish and birds even ten miles away.
After some searching, he found no traces related to Miao Sheng Maiyi here, which was somewhat disappointing. However, it didn't matter much; he figured that Miao Sheng Maiyi would likely choose a clearer and more open area in the North Sea for fishing.
With this thought, Lu Chen took to the skies again, transforming his true form into a Thunderous Python. As he flew forward, he released his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings for clues.
The environment Lu Chen was in was above the North Sea, where the weather was fine and the waves rolled gently. Seabirds cried out as they soared freely through the air.
As Lu Chen flew over, he headed directly to the outer sea, where the vastness was immense. It echoed the old saying: "The higher the birds fly, the wider the sea for fish to leap." The world there felt free and comfortable, seemingly limitless.
However, Lu Chen was not there for sightseeing. At this moment, he leaped hundreds of miles, frantically searching above the North Sea for traces of Miao Sheng Maiyi.
After spending nearly half an hour, Lu Chen had flown a thousand miles away and finally discovered something unusual on an island—a phenomenon indicating that someone was practicing there.
Lu Chen quickly concealed his aura and hid himself well before quietly approaching the island.
He transformed into a winged insect and gently flew through the grass. From a vantage point where he could see the entire scene clearly, he secretly landed on a tree trunk.
Here, he could observe everything happening on the island. His gaze fell upon an elderly man dressed in luxurious silk with white hair, who was standing by the sea and drawing in seawater.
This act of drawing in seawater to absorb its essence resembled Taoist practices of inhaling and exhaling. The two were almost identical.
However, in Taoist practice, this technique involved absorbing essence and earth essence, which was then transformed into Yin Yuan through secret methods to nourish one's Yin Spirit.
The old man before him was inhaling and exhaling the Sea Essence, which was a first for Lu Chen; it was truly a rarity.
From the old man's attire and appearance, Lu Chen could almost be certain that he was Miao Sheng Maiyi, the master of Luban Temple.
However, the way he practiced his skills was quite unusual, which piqued Lu Chen's interest. As a result, Lu Chen refrained from acting rashly and quietly observed, trying to glean some insights.
If he could find some clues from the old man's practice, it would make it much easier to take action later. The saying "know yourself and know your enemy" applied here.
Moreover, Lu Chen felt it was plausible that Miao Sheng Maiyi chose to practice not in his own temple but had traveled thousands of miles to the North Sea. This indicated that he did not want others to see his secrets, even keeping them hidden from his own disciples.
In the scene, the old man raised his head and opened his mouth wide, forming a water column as thick as an arm from the nearby sea water and directly inhaling it into himself.
After gathering a sufficient amount, he would then expel the water back into the sea, looking somewhat comical in the process.
However, it was precisely this method that allowed Miao Sheng Maiyi to absorb the Essence of the Sea and thus enhance his cultivation.
Lu Chen frowned; he had heard a bit about Luban Temple's unique skills, known as the Luban Divine Wood Royal Skill.
The reason for such a long name seemed to stem from Luban Temple's first generation ancestor, Luban, who claimed to be the king of the Wood Element Sect, hence adding "Royal" to it.
Additionally, since Luban excelled at using wood materials, anything in his hands could become a weapon; thus, "Wood" was also included in the name. This is how the Divine Wood Emperor Technique came about.
However, upon closer examination, it was likely that Luban inadvertently discovered this powerful technique while playing with wood. After all, the Divine Wood Emperor Technique and actual wood were two entirely different matters with no connection other than their names.
Lu Chen speculated about the cultivation process of the Divine Wood Emperor Technique; it relied entirely on absorbing the essence of water to nurture the giant divine tree within himself.
In fact, the Divine Wood Emperor Technique revolves around trees. The stronger and more robust the tree within one's body, the higher the individual's cultivation level.
Indeed, right before Lu Chen's astonished eyes, Miao Sheng Maiyi stood on the island, raising his head calmly, and then struggled to expel a tree from his mouth.
The tree was crystal clear and about ten feet tall, with distinct branches and leaves, extremely beautiful. This should be Miao Sheng Maiyi's Tree of Life, the crystallization of the Divine Wood Emperor Technique.
However, even at this height of ten feet, one could only imagine how much essence of water it had absorbed and how much effort had been spent to refine it.
No wonder Miao Sheng Maiyi did not cultivate the Divine Wood Emperor Technique within Luban Temple; there simply wasn't enough water in that location for him to practice.
Moreover, the countless giant trees within Luban Divine Ridge also required the essence of water for nourishment. Miao Sheng Maiyi could not possibly compete with them for cultivation resources.
Based on Lu Chen's own speculation, some of the giant trees in Luban Divine Ridge grew in bizarre shapes, vastly different from normal trees. It was likely that Miao Sheng Maiyi had a hand in that, after all, they could be considered relatives.
At this point, Lu Chen no longer hesitated. He calmly manifested his true form and flew toward where Miao Sheng Maiyi was located.
However, given the distance and the lack of cover around, Lu Chen found it difficult to launch a surprise attack this time.
"Who is it?"
Miao Sheng Maiyi exclaimed, his old face filled with surprise. He thought to himself that this place was desolate and remote; how could there possibly be a human presence? Yet he did not dare to let his guard down.
Miao Sheng Maiyi hurriedly retracted the Tree of Life that was floating above his head, transforming it before swallowing it entirely.
Turning around, he saw a young man in his twenties standing about a hundred paces away, smiling as he looked at him.
"Who are you, and how did you come to this place?" Miao Sheng Maiyi asked again, having regained his composure.
Miao Sheng Maiyi stood still, hands clasped behind his back, his expression extremely cold. His white beard and hair were blown about by the sea breeze, swaying in the air.
Miao Sheng Maiyi looked at the strange boy before him. He didn't need much time to realize that the visitor was not here for good intentions. After all, someone who could venture alone into this place and remain calm was clearly not an ordinary person.
"Saint Mai, you should already know why I am here," Lu Chen said, shifting his stance and slowly speaking to Miao Sheng Maiyi.
"To seize the heirship? Whose man are you, Melan Prince?" Miao Sheng Maiyi blinked and retorted.
Lu Chen smiled lightly and replied, "You're only half right; your answer isn't very accurate."
"Half right?" Miao Sheng Maiyi murmured to himself, sensing some hidden meaning in Lu Chen's words. His first instinct told him that this young man should not be underestimated.
"So what? The meaning of rebellion is the same, and the outcome will be the same," Miao Sheng Maiyi quickly regained his focus, not wanting to dwell on Lu Chen's words.
"Oh? Rebellion, you say? In your eyes, Saint Mai, what constitutes rebellion, and what is justice?" Lu Chen smiled and countered with a question.
Miao Sheng Maiyi snorted coldly, his aura stiffening as he stood motionless. "Kalan Prince is the eldest son of the Former Emperor, widely regarded as the rightful heir. It is only natural for him to inherit the throne; that is justice. And you assisting Melan Prince in an attempt to seize the heirship is an act of rebellion. Hasn't Melan Prince already fallen into decline? Where has he suddenly found the strength to oppose Kalan Prince?"
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