Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1913: 1425: Anchoring_2

A collective sigh of relief escaped everyone at last; so long as he avoided vanishing abruptly without a trace of his location, things were acceptable. His potential suffering, injuries, or even demise in the Outer World held no interest for them, or maybe they outright disregarded it.

In the end, venturing into the Outer World stemmed purely from his personal choice, bearing no connection to the rest.

Meanwhile.

Through the spatial fissure, ten thousand soldiers of the Xuanshan Army reached the Otherworld without incident. Fortune seemed to favor them, for they touched down in vast plains, absent any beings endowed with Spiritual Intelligence close by, which greatly lowered the danger of detection.

Irritation gripped the Third Prince; he had no desire to enter the Otherworld whatsoever, yet none could have foreseen the General hauling him through so abruptly.

“General Liu, why did you bring me in here?”

As a sign of regret, Liu Feng offered a slight bow and replied, “I beg your pardon, Your Highness, but this was the Emperor’s directive, and I simply obeyed.”

No questioning was truly necessary; the Third Prince had already pieced it together. This setup clearly came from his father, the Emperor; without that, no General from the Xuanshan Army, regardless of rank, would dare handle him in such a manner!

“Explain to me, what prompted Father to order you to drag me here? What exactly are his instructions?” His tone grew more solemn with each word.

“Your Highness is surely aware that, apart from the Hundred Schools delving into ways to traverse realms, the prestigious clans and the Daqian royal house have united in their studies to prevent future subjugation by external forces.”

Liu Jiangjun went on, “They’ve devised a Secret Technique designed to anchor the Outer World! By serving as the fixed points, Your Highness, you’ll draw upon the dynasty’s Dragon energy to secure this realm!”

Part of why the Third Prince got pulled in was his prior presence in the secluded valley, eliminating the need for

“What?!” Disbelief flooded the Third Prince at those words.

The Hundred Schools pursued a comparable approach, yet they avoided employing individuals as anchors or depleting the dynasty’s Dragon energy; rather, they relied on Spiritual Objects sourced from the Otherworld, harnessing array powers to trace origins back to the originating realm.

“Can we trust this approach? Does it pose risks to your well-being or survival?”

Liu Jiangjun’s heart warmed at the query, his voice gentling as he responded, “Fear not, Your Highness; should the method fail, the damage would be minimal at worst.”

Doubt lingered in the Third Prince, but then he heard, “Your Highness, our time is limited—please master the Secret Technique without delay!”

“Very well.” At that juncture, he had no choice but to consent.

Since their aim was merely to verify the Secret Technique’s viability, they refrained from venturing deeper and instead secured the surrounding zone.

Yet it might have been the sparse Spiritual Energy in the area, or perhaps the world’s overall thin Spiritual Energy; in any case, they scarcely gathered any Spiritual Objects.

“Looks like we’ve ended up in some desolate backwater,” the Third Prince remarked with scorn.

But prior to Liu Jiangjun glancing his way, he averted his eyes and concentrated on erecting the formations, for positioning themselves as anchors involved a unique array, where they formed the core, the Array Flags, and the linking nodes.

Moments flew by swiftly, with what felt like hours already elapsed.

Only under six hours remained until the space rift hit its breaking point!

“It’s ready!”

Within the final two hours, the Third Prince at last set aside the Jade Slip.

“Activate the formation!”

Liu Jiangjun’s commanding yell rang out, and the ten thousand troops, as though drilled endlessly, fluidly assumed their designated spots.

Viewed from above, a intricate and arcane formation sprawled into view.

Stepping to the formation’s heart, the Third Prince positioned himself for the ceremony!

“Your Highness, commence when ready.”

After drawing in a steadying breath and shoving aside nagging concerns, he declared solemnly, “Commence!”

As a scion of the royal bloodline, and with the reigning Emperor’s endorsement, the Third Prince commanded a substantial reserve of the dynasty’s Dragon energy. Noting all preparations complete, he initiated the prescribed Methods.

A thunderous outburst followed, unleashing a vast blaze of ethereal fire from his core, mirroring within his frame and cloaking him in an aura of inferno.

His initiation triggered the formation’s swift activation, sending a scarlet blaze lancing skyward, linking via the space rift to the Daqian dynasty back in the Primal Spirit Realm!

“Did it work?!”

Soon after, the manifestations encircling the Third Prince faded entirely, and he uttered in astonishment: “Could it truly be this straightforward?”

He refused to accept that the Methods had reached such flawless refinement; unseen factors might be at play beyond their grasp.

Yet delving into such mysteries would have to wait; with the space rift nearing closure in less than an hour, further scouting proved impossible, and they hurriedly returned one after another to the Primal Spirit Realm.

“Might I inquire, Your Highness, regarding those odd occurrences from the space rift just now?” Eager voices pressed upon their reemergence.

The onlookers had observed the events directly but grasped none of it. With the key figures now back, they hungered for explanations.

“I’m sorry to say, it’ll disappoint; we didn’t trigger that Secret Technique—it unfolded right before our eyes, leaving us puzzled too.” The Third Prince delivered the falsehood with unflinching poise and apparent candor, convincing many of its authenticity.

Still, skepticism colored the faces of several.

His demeanor suggested no revelations forthcoming, and as for Liu Jiangjun plus the ten thousand soldiers at hand, prying from them seemed even less fruitful, given their silence on the matter.

“With this settled, I’ll be off.”

Before the assembled gaze, the Third Prince stretched with evident ease, exuding the relief of one unshackled at last.

Once he departed alongside the Xuanshan Army, the Hundred Schools Cultivators exchanged glances before scattering promptly.

At the instant the Third Prince ignited the formation, far-off in the Daqian Imperial Capital, the dynasty’s Dragon energy surged chaotically, bewildering the oblivious officials who hastened to the Emperor seeking guidance on quelling the unforeseen turmoil.

“My loyal subjects, compose yourselves; this isn’t a harbinger of doom, but a triumphant milestone for Daqian!”

From his elevated throne, the Emperor gauged the assembly’s faces and responses, speaking only as their debates neared an end.

His utterance silenced the once-buzzing hall, drawing all ears to his words.

The Emperor revealed the triumph of the Secret Technique in anchoring the Otherworld.

“What?!”

Exclamations of shock burst from those hearing it fresh.

“That said, this method exacts a heavy toll, relying on the dynasty’s Dragon energy, rendering it impractical for widespread application due to the expense.”

The initial thrill over the Secret Technique chilled at his declaration, sobering the gathering.

Given the Emperor’s note on the immense Dragon energy drain required to anchor a single Outer World, it hardly seemed a bargain.

For the Dragon energy profoundly bolsters a dynasty’s endurance; without ample reserves, stability crumbles.

Thus, even with a fresh world promising abundant Spiritual Objects and riches, the expended Dragon energy proved hard to restore.

“If no further matters arise, court is adjourned.”

Noting the hush, the Emperor stood and withdrew without delay.

The officials dispersed, each harboring private musings, numerous wearing pensive looks as unspoken thoughts swirled.

Yet the Hundred Schools disciples remained oblivious to how the Daqian dynasty and noble houses had already mustered troops for delving into the freshly anchored Otherworld.

“This expedition to the Otherworld transcends simple scouting—it’s an outright subjugation of that realm, so you vanguard teams must harvest vast troves of data and insights!”

“Yes!”

The Emperor stayed absent, delegating to the Crown Prince instead.

Gazing upon the thousands arrayed before him, the Crown Prince spoke with heartfelt warmth, “All of you, stay safe—I eagerly await your victorious homecoming.”