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Since even Sacred Supreme Qianzhen reacted like that, there was nothing more to say about the others.

For a moment, all the Disciples held their breath, faces solemn; especially that male Disciple who had just now spoken out to mock Wang Anye—his face had gone completely pale, his body stiff, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Fortunately, Sacred Supreme Qianzhen was, after all, a Sacred Supreme-level expert who had weathered great storms. It only took him an instant to recover; he swiftly released Wang Anye, then rose and cupped his hands toward the elder dressed as an old servant, greeting him politely: “May I ask how to address this brother? I have been discourteous.”

“I am Wang Youcai. Brother Qianzhen, you needn’t mind me, you all just carry on.” The old man casually introduced himself. Seeing that his hand had already left Wang Anye’s body, he retreated once more behind Wang Anye, eyes half-lidded just as before, looking every bit the sort who hides his merits and fame.

Needless to say, this elder was naturally Cai Youdao in disguise.

With Cai Youdao sitting there as a suppressing presence, for a time no one dared to underestimate Wang Anye anymore. Even Sacred Supreme Qianzhen’s gaze toward Wang Anye grew hotter than before.

Among everyone present, only Wang Anye still maintained that calm, indifferent demeanor, unperturbed by honor or humiliation, as if everything that had just happened hadn’t affected him in the slightest.

He continued chatting with Sacred Supreme Qianzhen as before, while also not neglecting Qianzhen’s group of Disciples.

These were all the Wang family’s future connections; if he built good relationships with them, he would have avenues to go through whenever he had some Formation need later on.

In the course of their idle chatter, Wang Anye also gained a rough understanding of the situation of the Qianzhen lineage.

They were completely different from the Heavenly Abode powers in the Sacred Domain; their internal structure was comparatively much looser. Their main income wasn’t from farming or mining, but from taking on large Formation construction projects all over the place.

The Qianzhen lineage didn’t actually have many people. With Sacred Supreme Qianzhen as the core, he had only three True Immortal Realm disciples under him, several dozen Transcendent Void Realm Disciples, and over a thousand Divine Power Territory Disciples.

Don’t look down on them for being few. Within the Qianzhen lineage, even a Divine Power Territory Disciple was a Formation Path genius who had joined only after passing layer upon layer of assessment.

They would allocate different Formation teams to work, depending on the size of the Formation project they had taken on.

Though their numbers were small, the profit from Formation projects was extremely generous, so most of the Disciples enjoyed very ample resources, living far more comfortably than the Disciples of an ordinary Heavenly Abode.

Sacred Supreme Qianzhen seemed extremely interested in the excellence of Wang Anye’s Bloodline, probing indirectly a few more times to confirm it.

Once he was sure that Wang Anye was indeed of the Saint Bloodline, and had not yet obtained the Inheritance Saint Diagram, the look in Sacred Supreme Qianzhen’s eyes toward him completely changed.

After that, when answering Wang Anye’s questions, he was clearly more patient and detailed than before, and from time to time he would gently point out a few things regarding Anye’s Formation Path knowledge, especially when it came to those Large Formation Path projects—on those he gave him a thorough yet easy-to-understand explanation of the principles.

Judging from his manner, Sacred Supreme Qianzhen seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally guiding Anye’s interest in the Formation Path toward large-scale Formation work.

However, Wang Anye was clearly more interested in the Sword Array, which made Sacred Supreme Qianzhen secretly despise the crudeness of the Sword Array Path, even as he became all the more patient and meticulous in teaching him the essence of the Large Formation Path.

This project had a very long construction period, and Sacred Supreme Qianzhen had patience to spare. He could slowly guide him in the future.

After the welcome banquet, under Wang Anye’s arrangements, Sacred Supreme Qianzhen and his party began inspecting locations in the Void Sea.

The Energy fluctuations when the Super space teleportation formation was activated were extremely vast. If it were built in the Divine Martial World, every activation would cause a commotion no less than that of the Divine Martial Heavenly Ruins back then, which would be highly inconvenient, so it could only be built in the Void.

Thus, the choice of address became extremely important.

The site for constructing the Super Space Shift Array could not be too close to the Divine Martial World, nor too far. The surrounding space also had to be exceptionally stable, to withstand the spatial turbulence when the Hyperspace channel was opened.

There weren’t many such locations, but around any given world there would always be a few. The exact spot still had to be determined by Sacred Supreme Qianzhen after an on-site survey, based on the actual circumstances.

However, determining the base location was only the first step. After that there were still many, many matters to handle—complicated and tedious, with a very long construction period—so we shall not go into them one by one for now.

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At the same time.

Demonic Realm Immortal Base No.3.

This Immortal Base No.3, which had once been the very front line against the Demonic Clan, had now become the “rear area” of the Human race, changing from a fortress resisting the Demonic Clan into a Forward Base for developing the Demonic World.

At the gate of the military camp, a female general in a purple battle robe and full-body silver armor was sitting on the threshold in utter boredom, gazing up at the sky with a face full of melancholy.

She looked very young, with exquisite brows and eyes and heroic features, but the aura and Evil Qi accumulated over many years on the battlefield made her bearing extremely sharp and domineering, enough to inspire fear at a glance.

This young female general was naturally Wang Yingxuan.

In the past, if it were wartime, at this hour she would definitely be leading her army on patrol around the perimeter, or else she’d be in the command center busy adjusting the defenses, arranging overt posts and hidden sentries, too busy to catch her breath.

But now, aside from drilling the troops, all she did every day was drill the troops; she was practically about to get sick from the idleness.

Thinking back to her days recently, she couldn’t help letting out another drawn-out sigh: “Drill the troops again, drill the troops, drill the troops… Day after day with no war to fight—when is this ever going to end?”

Now that the Nine Hells Demon God Jiuyu had already been slain, and the other Demonic Gods had all submitted, even the Sawbone Demon God Jugu had, not long ago, very tactfully chosen to surrender on his own when the Divine Martial Human Race army pressed down on his territory, without even the intent to struggle.