Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 7757

Chapter 7674: The Great Dream of No Life

Time flowed slowly…

Soon, a year had passed.

When the hazy outlines of star systems began to appear before Li Tianming’s eyes, this journey was nearing its end.

*Buzz*—This

final ray of light was dazzling, instantly illuminating Li Tianming and the others, before slowly dimming.

“Wusheng, the star system, we’ve arrived,” Yin Chen said.

Li Tianming led Jiang Feiling and Wei Sheng Mo Ran outside.

At this moment, their vision opened up, and they could see most of the Wusheng star system!

Wherever Li Tianming’s vision reached, there was boundless vastness, with many white star mists shrouding the boundless sea of stars, creating an incredibly dreamlike scene!

These white mists were peculiar; although they resembled clouds and were ubiquitous, they didn’t obstruct the view.

More precisely, they weren’t physical entities, but mirages created by a special environment!

Everything visible in these mirages was artificially created, deliberately made visible to the n*ked eye.

Furthermore, this Wusheng Galaxy, spanning a vast cosmic space, was ridiculously large compared to the Li Clan Galaxy—ten times its size!

While not as large as the Qianfeng Eternal Empire, which was equivalent to three thousand times the size of the Li Clan Galaxy, ten times was still astonishing.

Seeing this, Li Tianming realized even more clearly the immense difference between two sixth-level star systems!

And within the mirage-like clouds, Li Tianming could vaguely see an equally vast and majestic sect!

“This… is the Wusheng Thousand Illusions Sect!” Aurora exclaimed in shock.

The first thing that caught Li Tianming’s eye were the two colossal star pillars at the sect’s main entrance!

More precisely, they seemed to be condensed from tens of thousands of ninth-level star systems, primarily composed of countless Dao minerals, with super cosmic ray sources forcibly embedded within, forming a self-illuminating primordial body!

Inside the sect, countless palaces were shrouded in dense Dao clouds, and dense yet relatively gentle cosmic ray sources illuminated each star-studded hall!

As for the more clearly visible scene of people coming and going within the sect, Li Tianming couldn’t see it clearly yet because of the distance.

However, seeing such a magnificent sect, Li Tianming could roughly guess that the Wusheng Qianhuan Sect must be filled with powerful experts, an existence that could completely crush the Wanxing Emperor Sect.

“What do we do now?” Sui Shenyao asked curiously upon seeing this scene.

“Guess?” Li Tianming smiled slightly.

“We can’t just fight head-on, can we? Their strongest seems quite ruthless!” Sui Shenyao pondered for a moment, “How about we sneak in quietly, and if we have the chance, we can quietly ‘crack’ our target?”

Li Tianming was somewhat surprised by this, “Yaoyao, you’ve become wiser!”

“You little brat, what do you mean? Are you saying I was stupid before?” Sui Shenyao immediately became agitated, grabbing Li Tianming and shaking him wildly.

Jiang Feiling and Wei Shengmo couldn’t help but chuckle.

However, after confirming their plan, the group didn’t waste too much time.

The three exchanged glances and each concealed themselves in a unique way.

Jiang Feiling possessed Li Tianming’s body, but concentrated all her power within Li Tianming’s Purgatory Heart. Li Tianming, in turn, entered the Void Universe Starscape, thus both of them became invisible.

Wei Sheng Mo Ran concealed himself using Illusion God, achieving the same effect.

As a top-tier Illusion God cultivator, this was not difficult for him; his invisibility was only slightly less effective than Li Tianming’s, but it was still unlikely to be detected.

After displaying their abilities, Li Tianming, along with Wei Sheng Mo Ran, gradually headed towards the Wusheng Thousand Illusion Sect, preparing to infiltrate!

Meanwhile, deep within the core area of the Wusheng Thousand Illusion Sect, inside a secret hall, several figures were engaged

in a quiet conversation…

…

Wusheng Imperial Palace.

At the head of the table were three figures half-hidden in shadow.

Even without seeing their full faces, one could roughly discern that their appearances were somewhat aged, indicating they were at least at the level of ancestor.

Among them, an elderly man in a red robe with golden hair sat in the center.

This old man was as thin as a bamboo pole, yet he exuded an extremely terrifying pressure. Facing this golden-red elder was like facing a volcano that could erupt at any moment!

Although his thin face bore the marks of time, his surging divine power and upright posture made him appear old but not frail.

On the half of his face not obscured by shadow, his golden-red eyes were half-closed, revealing a gaze as sharp as a hawk’s!

To his left was another elderly man with gray-yellow hair.

This man was as imposing as a mountain!

Even his seat seemed custom-made, wide enough for two people!

In this position, his entire body was fully exposed. Despite his aged appearance, his physique was unbelievably robust; the diameter of his arms was even as large as an average person’s head!

Such a terrifyingly powerful figure, just by looking at him, would almost crush an ordinary person with his overwhelming, earthy aura!

To the right of the blond, red-robed elder was an elderly woman in a blue robe, her posture dignified. “

Dignified” seemed an understatement; even with her white hair and wrinkles around her eyes and forehead, her demeanor remained impeccable, her posture impeccable.

From her aged appearance, one could still faintly discern the unparalleled beauty of her youth!

Even with her aging body, her beauty remained.

But… time waits for no one!

She had undeniably aged!

These three, occupying the chief seats, possessed equally imposing auras and overwhelmingly powerful strength!

Next to them sat a middle-aged man in a white robe.

This man was imposing, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, his body etched with countless divine runes.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted sharply towards his temples, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his slightly downturned lips exuded a regal air of quiet authority.

However, even such a powerful figure had to bow before the three elders before him.

“Ancestor Rong,”

the white-robed middle-aged man said, bowing to the golden-haired, red-robed elder. “

Ancestor Kun,”

the white-robed middle-aged man then bowed to the elder whose figure was as imposing as a mountain.

“And Ancestor Lan.”

Finally, he glanced at the dignified old woman in the green robe, then addressed the three: “We are almost certain that the experts our sect sent to the Myriad Stars Imperial Gate have all been wiped out. We have tried many times over the past year, but have been unable to contact them.”

The atmosphere around them immediately became heavy and silent.

Besides the three ancient ancestors and the sect master of the Thousand Illusions Sect, there were actually more than a dozen powerful figures at the end of the seats.