"Really? That's wonderful! Fine, I'll immediately refine a batch of pills for you."
Ye Yunfei was somewhat surprised and pleased.
Like Hu Miao, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm was a rare magical beast that had survived from ancient times; its cultivation system differed from humans and focused on the breakthrough and enhancement of bloodline.
Thus, Ye Yunfei spent the next day refining a huge batch of Dao Pills—some seventh-grade, eighth-grade, and ninth-grade—and even several Sacred Pills, which he handed over to Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm.
There were at least a hundred bottles in total!
Ye Yunfei had obtained far too many pills in the Divine Fall Land.
Particularly Dao medicines—they were practically piled up like a mountain!
"Excellent!"
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm looked at the hundred bottles of pills Ye Yunfei gave it, extremely excited; it actually opened them on the spot and gulped all the pills down its throat in one go.
Its small belly bulged high, its volume almost ten times larger than its body, leaving Ye Yunfei speechless.
"Alright, I’m off to upgrade and break through!"
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm rubbed its belly, let out a comfortable burp, transformed into a flash of golden light, and vanished.
Next, Ye Yunfei personally instructed those Imperial Realm slaves in training the Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Battle Formation.
Under Ye Yunfei’s personal guidance, the progress of these Imperial Realm slaves was quite swift.
One month later, the power of the Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Battle Formation could be initially unleashed!
"Good, continue practicing this battle formation. The more proficient you are, the greater the power you can unleash.
Here are some Blood-Melting Vitality Pills, one bottle per person. If battle ensues, consume them before fighting."
Ye Yunfei said to those slaves.
As he spoke, Ye Yunfei waved his hand, and one jade bottle after another flew out, landing in front of each Imperial Realm slave.
Those Imperial Realm slaves hastily collected the jade bottles before them.
Afterward, Ye Yunfei left the Phantom Tower and returned to his camp.
Though more than a month had passed inside the Phantom Tower, less than half a day had elapsed outside.
"Waiting here like this is not a solution; I must take the initiative to search for Father.
For every extra day Father is in the enemy’s hands, the greater the danger.
But which Pang Clan is it that captured Father?
Logically, capturing Father would only serve one purpose for that Pang Clan—using him to threaten me to seize the treasures on my body—yet until now, that Pang Clan has not contacted me.
What is actually going on?
From which Pang Clan should I start looking?"
Standing in his camp, Ye Yunfei felt his thoughts were a bit chaotic.
Just then.
Swoosh!
A jade slip shot in from outside the camp.
Ye Yunfei dodged sideways, forming a spiritual energy hand to grasp the jade slip.
It was a transmission jade slip.
"If you wish to see your father, come immediately to the location indicated in this jade slip.
Remember: come alone.
Otherwise, prepare to collect a corpse!"
A voice sounded from within the jade slip.
The jade slip also contained a map indicating the location.
Boom…
Ye Yunfei’s body erupted with killing intent that shot toward the sky; the temperature inside the entire camp instantly dropped as if frozen.
"Finally here, is it."
Ye Yunfei spoke word by word, his tone icy-cold.
Then, Ye Yunfei walked out of the camp, flickered his figure, and soared upward into the depths of the firmament.
Soon after, Ye Yunfei left Tianjiao Star and entered the vast, starry sky.
Ye Yunfei took out a flying ship, boarded it, and flew off in the direction indicated by the jade slip.
The location indicated was deep within the starry sky!
Inside the flying ship, Ye Yunfei sat cross-legged, resting his mind with closed eyes.
Ye Yunfei knew that this journey was bound to be extremely perilous; the enemy must have made thorough preparations or set traps.
But for his father, even if it were a den of lions and tigers, Ye Yunfei would charge in!
There was simply no other choice!
The flying ship advanced steadily, navigating through the vast starry sky.
After some thought, Ye Yunfei entered the Phantom Tower and began pill refinement once more.
This time, Ye Yunfei refined Sacred Pills!
Including those for healing wounds, for temporarily replenishing spiritual power, for replenishing Soul Power, and several kinds specially designed for temporarily boosting one’s potential!
Most were first-grade and second-grade Sacred Pills.
Because the saint herbs Ye Yunfei obtained in the Divine Fall Land were mostly first-grade and second-grade.
"How’s the training of the Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Battle Formation going?"
After refining a batch of Sacred Pills, Ye Yunfei came before those Imperial Realm slaves who were still earnestly practicing the battle formation.
"Master, we have grown more proficient with this battle formation."
A Mid Imperial Realm slave replied.
Among these Imperial Realm slaves, this Mid Imperial Realm slave had the highest combat strength, so Ye Yunfei had him lead the battle formation.
"Show me a demonstration."
Ye Yunfei said.
"Alright."
The Imperial Realm slave nodded.
The next instant.
Boom…
All 145 slaves activated the battle formation together; bursts of powerful spiritual pressure erupted like volcanoes and all merged together, like a long rainbow that soared upward.
Then, a blood-colored dragon condensed above the battle formation—extremely intimidating.
The aura released by the blood-colored dragon made the entire space turn solemn and fierce; faintly, it felt as if one had stepped onto an ancient battlefield, with corpses stacked everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.
Roar…
The blood-colored dragon roared toward the sky; billowing baleful energy like thick columns of smoke surged upward continuously.
"Mm, not bad.
You can be considered to have grasped the basics."
Seeing this, Ye Yunfei couldn’t help but nod, fairly satisfied.
"It is likely that a fierce battle will break out soon.
All of you, be prepared."
Ye Yunfei said.
"Yes!"
All 145 Imperial Realm slaves respectfully acknowledged.
Just then, Ye Yunfei suddenly stirred.
"We are ahead."
Ye Yunfei exited the Phantom Tower, stopped the flying ship, and walked out of it.
Ahead was precisely the spatial location indicated by that jade slip!
Ye Yunfei put away the flying ship and began advancing step by step through the starry sky.
This was a desolate and cold sector of space—solitary, vast, and icy.
Many starry meteors could be seen drifting by.
In the distance, starry tempests spun past.
Of course, these were small-scale starry tempests; if a large-scale one swept by, its volume could surpass an entire star domain and its power could be terrifying; anyone who encountered it would immediately turn and flee.
Ye Yunfei extended his Soul Power toward the area ahead.
Suddenly.
"The starry sky ahead has at least two hundred Formations, large and small, arrayed there: some that create spatial separation, some that cause hallucinations, some that seal space.
Most of these Formations were specifically placed here to prevent me from using spatial traversal.
Moreover, at least six Star Bridge Realm masters are lying in ambush."
Ye Yunfei halted his footsteps and frowned slightly.
Six Star Bridge Realm masters, plus so many Formations—even Ye Yunfei felt a slight headache.
Just then.
Swoosh. A golden light flashed.
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm appeared on Ye Yunfei’s shoulder.
"Has your bloodline broken through?"
Ye Yunfei was delighted.
"I slept a nap, woke up, and broke through."
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm sprawled lazily on Ye Yunfei’s shoulder, speaking nonchalantly.
"Good it broke through."
Ye Yunfei smiled.
"So many Space-Locking Formations ahead—are they for dealing with you?"
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm asked.
This race of beings was inherently adept at spatial energy, so they were very sensitive to anything that emitted spatial energy fluctuations.
"Yes."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
"Don’t worry; these Space-Locking Formations, in my eyes, aren’t worth squat."
Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm seemed disdainful.
"That’s good then."
Ye Yunfei sighed in relief.
When it came to spatial energy, Ye Yunfei couldn’t help but concede to the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm race; this race innately grasped a special spatial law.
"Ye Yunfei, your father is currently in our hands. If you want to save him, come over here."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from the starry sky ahead.
"Finally found Father, have I?"
Ye Yunfei inhaled deeply and took a step forward.
"I’m here.
Show yourselves."
A moment later, Ye Yunfei halted his figure within the solitary starry sky and called out.