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"Greetings, Ancestral Master!" Upon seeing the Wuji Immortal King, Yang Ji's expression turned solemn, and he hastily paid his respects.

"Sit!" Wuji Immortal King replied with a gentle smile, without any hint of arrogance. With a single hand, he conjured a cluster of Five-Color Auspicious Cloud and waved it under Yang Ji's feet.

Yang Ji paid his respects once again and then sat cross-legged atop the Auspicious Cloud.

"This is the latter half of the Wuji Immortal Scripture, sufficient to enable your cultivation to reach the Immortal King level. Once you become an Immortal King, you will be immortal and possess a protracted lifespan, you may establish your own laws, step out of the 'Infinity' framework, and forge your own path," said Wuji Immortal King, as he pointed into the air, and a beam of Immortal Light immediately entered Yang Ji's forehead.

Yang Ji sensed it slightly and was overwhelmed by a surge of profound mysteries.

Beyond the cultivation technique, there was also the complete Wuji Calculation Method and the Immortal King-level Wuji Sealing Technique.

Yang Ji rose to his feet and once again paid his respects, "Thank you, Ancestral Master!"

"Cultivate well, and strive to achieve the Immortal King as soon as possible." Wuji Immortal King nodded in acknowledgment.

"The disciple will not let down the expectations of the Ancestral Master!" proclaimed Yang Ji firmly.

Wuji Immortal King nodded in satisfaction and continued, "I wander all over the Immortal Realm without a fixed abode and have not established a dojo or founded a Sect. You are free to go wherever you wish. After we part today, we might not meet again until you have achieved the Immortal King level. Is there anything you would like to ask me now?"

Yang Ji slightly lifted his gaze, indeed wanting to ask about the meaning of the phrase "Will you meet it?" which appeared above his head, but after a moment of contemplation, he restrained himself and instead asked, "Does the Ancestral Master know of the whereabouts of the Ancestral Fiend?"

Wuji Immortal King seemed to have anticipated everything and knew that Yang Ji would ask this question. He straightened his robe and said in a composed manner, "The Ancestral Fiend, upon attaining dominance, was obstructed by the Celestial Court and forced to self-destruct. He is now healing within the Great Dao."

The man inside the Rotten Wooden Box trembled violently as a great weight lifted from his heart. Tears streamed down uncontrollably, his voice tinged with a desolate joy. This was the happiest news he had heard since being sealed.

Seemingly affected by the emotions of the Rotten Wooden Box, Yang Ji also felt a sense of relief and followed up with another question, "Does the Ancestral Master know of Qingyang Immortal King's whereabouts?"

"Qingyang Immortal King has been injured by Immortal King Baji and is also healing within the Great Dao," Wuji Immortal King replied.

"Also healing?" Yang Ji was taken aback, while Bai Bi, who was in Mount Sea World, felt a touch of worry, for after all, Qingyang Immortal King was her mentor and had suddenly disappeared, unreachable, and she had not expected that he had been wounded by someone.

Yang Ji paused, his expression becoming more concentrated as he asked, "Does the Ancestral Master know which Dominator among the Heavenly Demons has taken an interest in me?"

"His true name cannot be spoken, as it would be sensed. You only need to know that indeed someone has taken an interest in you. The one interested in you had a dream wherein they were sealed and refined by someone—a Dominator being refined by another, can you imagine the shock of it? It's simply unheard of, all Dominators in the world would be shaken to the core upon hearing this!"

Although Wuji Immortal King spoke thus, his eyebrows did not move an inch, displaying utter calmness. He looked at Yang Ji and added, "The person in the dream comes from the Taichu World. You are being watched because of your actions during the Great Tribulation of the Heavenly Demons, deemed as an 'uncertainty.' You're just a minor uncertainty, but they speculate that there might be a greater uncertainty behind you."

"Just because of a dream, they mobilized such great effort and launched the Great Tribulation of the Heavenly Demons?" Yang Ji said with a grave voice.

"To outsiders, it seems but a dream, yet you must understand the stature of a Dominator—who wouldn't dream lightly. This is a premonition from within him, predicting the future, glimpsing some fates amidst the vagueness. His dream is not only believed by himself but also by all the Immortal Kings, and by me as well!" Wuji Immortal King said this.

"Could the one capable of sealing a Dominator and refining them be the Ancestor of Origin?" Yang Ji suddenly had a thought and his expression shifted, "Ancestral Master, are you aware of Luo Xiong?"

As he spoke, he transformed to take on the appearance of Luo Xiong.

"Luo Xiong?" Wuji Immortal King looked at Yang Ji, and, with a flick of his fingers, calculated rapidly, soon arriving at a conclusion, "He is your first master, currently he has perished, his True Spirit lost, beyond the cycle of reincarnation."

Yet Yang Ji's face still held a look of concern, "Ancestral Master, I've once encountered a Prophetic Fish which claimed that my appearance was a great terror, and at that time, I had transformed into the visage of Luo Xiong."

"Oh? Is that so?" Wuji Immortal King's eyebrows briefly stirred as he responded slowly, "The Prophetic Fish notwithstanding, the path of prophecy pales in comparison to my Wuji Calculation Method. Nonetheless, the Prophetic Fish is an extraordinary creature by nature, with its own remarkable traits. Since its prophecy contradicts my calculations, let's clarify this matter."

After inquiring about the whereabouts of the Prophetic Fish, Wuji Immortal King reached down through the clouds with a large hand and upon retraction, held within his palm a terrified little fish, the very same Prophetic Fish from Cheng Bailou's possession.

"Little fish, don't be nervous, it's me!" Yang Ji called out from the side.

"It's you, Yang Ji!" The Prophetic Fish recognized him instantly, and its terror somewhat subsided, yet it still trembled slightly when looking at Wuji Immortal King, for as an extraordinary creature, it could sense his immense power.

Wuji Immortal King chuckled and released his grasp, allowing the Prophetic Fish to float between them.

"Little fish, you once said my appearance was a great terror, do you still remember?" Yang Ji inquired.

"I remember! I remember! Even now, thinking of that smile, I get chills down my spine," the Prophetic Fish changed its expression dramatically, clearly scared, the memory still vivid in its mind.

Yang Ji's expression also tightened as he and Wuji Immortal King exchanged glances.

"I've summoned you today to have you confirm once more, is that appearance truly a great terror?"

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"Well... let's just watch a little longer!"

"Okay! Thank you!" Yang Ji's body immediately emitted a faint light, and then his appearance changed, transforming back into Luo Xiong.
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The Prophetic Fish's scales instinctively tensed up, but soon, it relaxed again, revealing a puzzled look.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ji asked.

"Strange, when I first looked, it was terribly frightening, but today, why isn't it so?" The Prophetic Fish was confused and absentmindedly scratched its head with its fin.

"It's not? Are you sure?" Yang Ji scrutinized the Prophetic Fish, not missing a single detail.

"Positive!" the Prophetic Fish replied earnestly.

"It seems that it must have seen it wrong before. After all, this is just a juvenile Prophetic Fish, and it has not fully developed its innate abilities to the pinnacle yet," Wuji Immortal King said.

"If that's the case, then it's for the best!" Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll take you down!" Wuji Immortal King said, picking up the Prophetic Fish.

"Oh." The Prophetic Fish replied softly. Just as the Wuji Immortal King was about to send it back to the Lower Realm, it glanced back at Yang Ji impulsively, and that look blew it away.

"Ah! Ah... ah... he... ah ah... great horror... great horror! He smiled at me again!"

The Prophetic Fish's scales stood on end as if water had been dropped in hot oil. It was so terrified that it became incoherent, its fins trembling, utterly panic-stricken, as if its eyes were about to split open in terror.

"Hmm?" Wuji Immortal King immediately turned to look at Yang Ji upon hearing this.

Yang Ji was also startled by these words and quickly inspected himself.

"Hmm? I don't see anything terribly horrifying..." The Wuji Immortal King shone brilliantly with Immortal Light, exhaustively calculating, but after a while, he frowned slightly and looked at the Prophetic Fish.

"Hmm?" The Prophetic Fish was also stunned, leaped out of the palm, and circled around Yang Ji, looking at him closely. Confusion manifesting in its frightened eyes, it said, "That's not right, I clearly saw him become terrifying again just now."

"Is that true?" Yang Ji quickly asked.

"It's true, I'm not lying to you!"

The Prophetic Fish indeed had not lied, because Yang Ji saw nothing unusual on its head.

Then... just now... what it saw... Yang Ji pondered with alarm.

"I haven't noticed anything amiss," Wuji Immortal King said, looking at Yang Ji, his words carrying a tone of certainty. He indeed possessed the power and confidence for such an assertion, given that he was an Overlord capable of becoming a Dominator at any moment, with extraordinary means, beyond what the Prophetic Fish could compare with.

However, he paused as he spoke, musing, "Although I haven't noticed anything unusual, you, as an Unparalleled Golden Immortal, have your own judgments and feelings about everything in an indistinct way. Just like his dreams, there's reality within the illusion, and sometimes, what others can't see, one's own heart can sense."

"But since even I haven't noticed anything, whether it's a blessing or a curse, it all depends on your own fate."

"Disciple understands!" Yang Ji's expression became more serious, and he silently sighed, thinking it was about time to offer up a body to his generous master, lest he truly conjures some Heart Demon.

"Focus on your cultivation and don't overthink things!" Wuji Immortal King patted his shoulder. After sending off the Prophetic Fish, he vanished into nothingness.

"Boss, do you trust the words of the Prophetic Fish more, or the calculations of Wuji Immortal King?" Buddha Child inquired.

"The Prophetic Fish!" Yang Ji replied without any hesitation. The very thought of the Prophetic Fish's expression sent chills down his spine, making him extremely uncomfortable.

While Wuji Immortal King's calculations were unparalleled, the words of the Prophetic Fish directly touched the depths of his soul, bringing a chill.

"With even the Wuji Immortal King at a loss, what do we do now?" Buddha Child knew only that Luo Xiong was Yang Ji's former master, but he was not fully aware of the details.

"Let's go to the Celestial Court, to suppress the Evil spirit!"

The Celestial Court was home to Dominator-level powerhouses, and not just one. Being in such a place, surely no "great horror" would dare to run rampant, right?

Yang Ji leaned toward the light, dispelling the darkness, drawing support from the powerful, hoping to use the glorious might of the Celestial Court to suppress the so-called terror in his "heart," in the "vague sense," and the "indescribable" fear.

(Thanks to Handi for the reward, love you.)