Chapter 288

**Chapter 288: Unrest**

Then, Chen Ansheng prepared to enter seclusion to thoroughly comprehend the memories related to “Wu,” hoping to step onto the path of Wu and cultivate that mysterious spiritual language technique.

However, just as he began to settle down, a tremor coursed through his mind.

“Hmm?”

Chen Ansheng opened his eyes, his expression darkening.

It was a situation concerning the avatar at Peace City.

Immediately, Chen Ansheng’s consciousness followed the perspective of the avatar into the palace of the Snow-Haired Old Man.

“Disciple pays respects to Master.”

Upon seeing the Snow-Haired Old Man, the avatar respectfully bowed.

The Snow-Haired Old Man’s expression was grim as he coldly gazed at the avatar.

On the other side of the hall, Wu Conggang, whose severed legs had already healed, stepped forward to report, “Report, Immortal King. My subordinate has sent people to investigate both openly and secretly; there is no Li Tai’a in the Southern Domain’s Li family, nor are there legitimate descendants within the Infernal Dragon Sea.”

Hearing this report, the Snow-Haired Old Man’s expression grew even darker.

He realized that the Immortal King who had killed over a thousand of his soldiers and claimed to be a descendant of the Immortal Sovereign was a fraud.

That was over a thousand soldiers! Their value was immeasurable!

“Incensed, old man!”

Moreover, due to the earlier incident, the Snow-Haired Old Man dared not send people to the city to capture or kill anyone, fearful of drawing the attention of the Li family’s Heavenly Lord.

“No one has ever dared to humiliate me like this! Conggang, from today onwards, put aside all tasks and pursue Li Tai’a with all your might. There must be no mistakes!”

The Snow-Haired Old Man commanded in fury.

“This…”

Wu Conggang was taken aback and cautiously said, “My lord, if I lead people to annihilate Li Tai’a, will it violate the rules of the Infernal Dragon Sea? If that happens…”

“Humph.”

The Snow-Haired Old Man, filled with resentment, resolutely stated, “According to the regulations of the three great powers, any Immortal King of third-grade or below may participate in the territory competition of the Infernal Dragon Sea. As long as I do not personally intervene, they will not interfere. There’s no need for you to overthink this.”

“But…” Wu Conggang hesitated but still spoke up, “But I lack the ability; I cannot defeat that Li Tai’a.”

“Cannot defeat? Then don’t hold back! Immediately break into the rank of Immortal King. I will bestow upon you two third-grade battle puppets. Within ten days, if Li Xia’er is not eliminated, bring your head to me!”

As his voice fell, the Snow-Haired Old Man waved his hand.

Clang! Clang!

Two black humanoid metal battle puppets landed in the grand hall.

“Gasp!”

Feeling the aura of the battle puppets, Chen Ansheng couldn’t help but take a breath.

That aura could definitely match a third-grade Immortal King!

The so-called battle puppets were combat puppets crafted from treasures; Chen Ansheng had seen such things in the market of the mining area before.

However, those were merely things of the Immortal One realm, only suitable for working the fields, incapable of even mining.

Chen Ansheng did not expect that there were battle puppets that could rival Immortal Kings.

How much would that be worth!

“This is 50 billion compressed ink crystals, enough to operate these two battle puppets for three hours. They must not be used arbitrarily unless it’s a crucial moment; do you understand?” the Snow-Haired Old Man instructed.

“I understand!” Wu Conggang replied.

Fifty billion compressed ink crystals could only power two Immortal King battle puppets for three hours!

That was incredibly expensive!

Fifty billion ink crystals would be a significant amount even for the families of the Immortal Sovereigns.

The Snow-Haired Old Man was truly investing heavily this time, demonstrating just how furious he was.

After issuing those instructions, it was finally the avatar’s turn.

“Have there been any breakthroughs in the memory seals recently?” the Snow-Haired Old Man asked indifferently.

“Report, Master, not at the moment,” the avatar replied.

“Hmph.”

A murderous glare suddenly flickered in the Snow-Haired Old Man’s eyes.

“It is either you are not earnest, or you are deceiving me.”

The avatar trembled and said, “Disciple does not dare.”

The Snow-Haired Old Man coldly replied, “Dare? Let me put it this way: I will use my great power shortly to assist you in unsealing the memory. At that time, you only need to relax and not resist.”

Chen Ansheng frowned.

This old bastard must be planning to use some means to forcefully search his soul.

This wouldn’t affect Chen Ansheng’s main body, but the matters involving the avatar and deceiving the heavens could not be hidden, plus other secrets would be discovered by the Snow-Haired Old Man. After all, the avatar’s soul retained part of the memory.

Chen Ansheng calmed his emotions and looked up, saying, “Master has such great abilities, why not use them sooner?”

The Snow-Haired Old Man replied nonchalantly, “I initially expected you to rely on your own efforts to forge your own cultivation path. Now it seems you’re rather dull. I must intervene to assist you, a breach of my own principles.”

“Hehe.” Chen Ansheng smiled and said, “Master is so kind; I am forever grateful!”

Chen Ansheng knew that the avatar likely couldn’t be saved.

However, it couldn’t be a pointless sacrifice!

He needed to find an opportunity to inflict some losses on the old bastard.

Meanwhile, within the Snow-Haired Old Man’s consciousness, a giant black Alien Immortal floating nearby spoke: “Are you really prepared to tear apart his soul and analyze the memory fragments?”

The Idea Body of the Snow-Haired Old Man replied, “Yes, I can afford to wait, but I cannot. The longer this drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes for me.”

Recently, the Snow-Haired Old Man had been restless; he had been hiding for thousands of years, and no one knew his true information.

The goal was to prevent enemies from attacking him before he could fully fuse.

However, recent events made him feel that his hiding was beginning to leak!

Thus, he was eager to complete the fusion.

As for Chen Ansheng, a mere ant?

He couldn’t place his hopes on him. The supposed fusion method was dubious at best.

Moreover, the Snow-Haired Old Man had suffered for thousands of years for the sake of fusion. At this crucial moment, he was no longer afraid; he could endure a little longer!

In short, he had lost all patience.

“Alright, you are the main body, so we will follow your words.”

The Alien Immortal ceased to dissuade him.

The Snow-Haired Old Man cast a sidelong glance at the Alien Immortal, inwardly sneering: I am the main body? You probably speak with a forked tongue. Let’s see what happens after the fusion!

The Snow-Haired Old Man trusted no one, including this Alien Immortal.

Both had their own agendas, but it was not yet time to lay cards on the table!

“Then let’s get started. Use your alien techniques; whether we can retrieve valuable memories will depend on luck.”

The Snow-Haired Old Man said.

“Understood.”

Immediately, the Alien Immortal expanded its domain, or rather, the Alien World.

The scene in the grand hall changed, and Chen Ansheng found himself in this more refined and stable Alien World.

“Within a radius of one hundred thousand kilometers, this Alien World is much more powerful than the previous one!”

At the same time, Chen Ansheng sensed that it was due to his offering of the Heaven-Devouring Divine Stone that the Alien World had become more complete.

“Disciple, sit back and relax. I will now help you unseal your memory.”

The Snow-Haired Old Man gently coaxed, wanting Chen Ansheng to voluntarily accept the fate of his soul being severed. If he resisted, the soul-slicing technique might fail.

“Master, you are truly too good to me. Before that, I must repay your kindness adequately.”

Chen Ansheng lifted his head, his gaze crossing the barriers of space to focus on two powerful immortal forms high in the sky.

One on the left and one on the right—one was the old man with white hair, and the other was the black Alien Immortal.

The two were separated by three feet, with countless crimson threads linking their immortal forms.

This scene was all too familiar to Chen Ansheng; those crimson threads were the bridge for their fusion and were the most critical element of the fusion.