Actually, after Qing Qishu left, Jiang Wang did not fall asleep.

Although Qing Qishu said that sleeping in the fruit house could prevent being invaded by the “night” of the Senhai Source Realm, and the naturally formed fruit house was not rejected by the heroic spirits of the Holy Clan.

Although passing through the Hidden Serpent Land and arriving at the Divine Shade Land, he was indeed a little tired and needed to rest to recover…

But Jiang Wang still insisted on spending the second half of the night in cultivation.

This was not the first time dealing with “Yuheng”. Back then, the Yuheng Peak in the Three Mountains City region was also named after Yuheng.

At first, he simply thought that it was the source of the Three Mountains City’s troubles. Later, he discovered that the people from the Zhuang Ting Arrest Division were stationed at Yuheng. The so-called lair of fierce beasts actually had the shadow of Zhuang Ting behind it.

Later, he also learned that the production of Qi Opening Pills might be related to fierce beasts.

Everything that Zhuang Ting did at Yuheng Peak seemed to be out of righteousness, but it was actually destroying the people of Three Mountains City.

Jiang Wang, under the guidance of Miao Yu, overthrew Yuheng, seemingly achieving justice and rescuing the people of Three Mountains City, but the result seemed to be detrimental to the entire Zhuang Country.

Truths and falsehoods, good and evil, were difficult to distinguish. Thinking about it carefully, it really matched the unpredictable nature of the Lian Zhen star.

That experience in Three Mountains City was very important for Jiang Wang, greatly impacting his understanding of the world.

Therefore, he naturally had more vigilance towards the Senhai Source Realm illuminated by the Yuheng Star.

On the Tree Altar, the kind and amiable priestess of yesterday was solemn and without a smile today.

Qing Hua stood with her hands down to her left rear, her eyes straight ahead.

When Jiang Wang arrived with Qing Qishu, Wu Quji and Su Qi also arrived from the other two sides.

Su Qi had obviously tidied himself up today. His clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was meticulously styled into a Taoist bun. This showed that when conditions permitted, he was a person who paid attention to the details of life.

Wu Quji, on the other hand, was bruised and battered, and covered in dirt. He was almost dragged here directly by Qing Bazhi.

Qing Bazhi had a dark face. He only put the man down when he reached the Tree Altar, and complained to Qing Qishu: “This kid ran away all night. For his safety, I guarded his room all night.”

After half a night of “Mr. Zhang’s” teaching, Qing Qishu now clearly had a sense of intellectual superiority when he looked at Qing Bazhi.

Whether the outsiders ran away or not was not important. The Dragon God Envoy or something was a trivial matter. Competing for Qing Hua’s affection was the main point.

And he, Qing Qishu, was now full of confidence!

Hearing this, he only gave Qing Bazhi a contemptuous glance, unwilling to say more.

This made Qing Bazhi feel baffled.

The Tree Altar was quite a distance from the Holy Clan’s gathering place. At this time, apart from these few Holy Clan warriors, no one else had appeared at the Tree Altar.

Seeing that everyone was here, the priestess didn’t give any instructions. She simply clasped her fingers together, closed her eyes, and prayed.

Ultimately, they had both suffered Qing Bazhi’s fists. Su Qi felt a sense of shared suffering and couldn’t help but ask: “Brother Wu, you were told that you would be released after verifying the Dragon God Envoy thing today. Why did you run away last night? Why suffer the beating?”

Wu Quji indignantly said: “That old woman tricked me yesterday. I want to trick them too.”

The question is, did you trick them?

Su Qi probably wanted to roll his eyes, but he forcibly held back his eyelids.

Jiang Wang quite liked this kind of personality: “Brother Wu is truly a man of character.”

“Hey, let’s not talk about this.” Wu Quji waved his hand and said: “We are all strangers in this world, all fellow countrymen. You can just call me Quji.”

As he spoke, he wiped the blood flowing from his nose and happened to see Jiang Wang’s smiling expression.

He was a straightforward person and directly asked: “Brother Zhang, do you find my beaten-up appearance funny?”

“No, no.”

“Then is my name funny?”

“No, it’s just that I also know someone named Quhei, and it feels strangely familiar.”

Wu Quji accepted this explanation: “That’s quite a coincidence. We can get to know each other if we have the chance.”

Jiang Wang’s expression was strange: “Yes, there will be a chance.”

The Golden Needle Sect was a relatively well-known medical sect in the Qi Kingdom. Of course, its strength certainly couldn’t compare with top sects like the Eastern King Valley and the Benevolent Heart Hall. The environment of the Qi Kingdom wouldn’t allow that level of sect to appear anyway.

In fact, tracing back the history of the Golden Needle Sect, the Golden Needle Sect itself was founded by a disciple who was abandoned by the Eastern King Valley. The founder of the Golden Needle Sect was inspired by the Twelve Needles of the Eastern King and found his own path.

The Golden Needle Sect’s Golden Needle to Overcome Calamities was also a unique skill in the cultivation world.

Most of the cultivators who came out of the Golden Needle Sect had the temperament of physicians. Among medical cultivators, there were few people as straightforward as Wu Quji.

And the other one, Su Qi, actually attracted more of Jiang Wang’s attention. This person was very secretive, and his methods were unknown.

But Jiang Wang was certain that he had observed everyone in the Seven Stars Valley at that time, and he was definitely not the only one who had done this job.

He was standing next to Li Fengyao at that time. It might be understandable that a person like Wu Quji with his personality didn’t have this kind of meticulousness, but a person like Su Qi who liked to hide things couldn’t have no impression of him.

The few people were chatting idly over here.

The priestess, who had been silently praying, suddenly began to chant.

Those syllables were obscure and archaic, but when connected, a mysterious charm occurred.

As the chanting began, Jiang Wang and the others almost subconsciously stopped talking.

They didn’t understand a single sound, but a vast, solemn, and mysterious feeling arose in the Tree Altar.

Their bodies and minds were all solemn.

Whether it was the holy Qing Hua, or the violent Bazhi, or the slow and playful Qishu, or the already quiet Jiuye.

Everyone present from the “Holy Clan” faced the Tree Altar, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and sincerely prayed, in harmony with the priestess’s chanting.

In this sacred atmosphere, a beam of light emerged from the wooden patterns on the Tree Altar, and the light extended into rays.

The rays were spreading, but there was an end in the sky, with varying lengths.

The light formed a strange pattern, reflecting towards the sky.

It was only at this time that Jiang Wang saw that the wooden patterns on the altar, after being mapped and magnified, faintly formed the shape of a throne!

It stood in the void, suspended above the Tree Altar, with flowing light.

After it appeared, the rays of light on the altar converged.

At the same time, the star in the sky, the star representing Yuheng, moved slowly but surely!

To Jiang Wang’s surprise, when the Yuheng Star moved, the light and darkness of the sky in the Divine Shade Land did not change in the slightest.

Previously, he had always thought that the Yuheng Star was illuminating this world. But judging from this movement, the Yuheng Star was indeed the only star that appeared in the sky of this world. However, the light and darkness of this world did not change because of the Yuheng Star!

Was the Yuheng Star in the Divine Shade Land different from the Yuheng Star hanging in the sky of the outer Senhai Source Realm?

But after entering the Divine Shade Land, Jiang Wang had clearly observed carefully, and the position of the Yuheng Star here was exactly the same as in the outer Senhai Source Realm.

What exactly did this represent?

Jiang Wang vaguely felt that he had touched some incredible secret.

But the anomaly of the Yuheng Star was not affected by his will.

The sky’s light did not change, but Yuheng shifted its position.

That tiny speck of light in the sky gradually moved, appearing very slowly.

But the fact that he could still see its trajectory of movement at such a great distance was enough to show that its actual speed must be terrifying!

At the same time, the throne above the Tree Altar also began to rise and expand.

This “throne” constructed of the altar’s light grew larger and larger, but because it was rising higher and higher, it appeared to be getting smaller in the field of vision.

The speed of ascent exceeded the speed of expansion, so it caused such a contradictory visual experience.

In the end.

In the midst of the sacred and solemn prayer.

Jiang Wang exhausted his eyesight and could faintly see.

In the distant sky, the Yuheng Star seemed to be falling onto that throne.

It was like…

A god taking their seat!