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Chapter 308 - 281: Special Magnetic Field, Perfect Invisibility · Nov 03, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 - 274: Initial Embryo of the True Seal 2026-11-03
302 Chapter 302 - 275: Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, Henceforth You Are One of Us 2026-11-03
303 Chapter 303 - 276: Planning Ahead, No More Obstacles Ahead 2026-11-03
304 Chapter 304 - 277: Missing 2026-11-03
305 Chapter 305 - 278: Dark Elf 2026-11-03
306 Chapter 306 - 279: Fertile Soil, Dark Spider Mother 2026-11-03
307 Chapter 307 - 280: Education for All, Farsighted and Visionary 2026-11-03
308 Chapter 308 - 281: Special Magnetic Field, Perfect Invisibility 2026-11-03
309 Chapter 309 - 282: Undead Calamity, An Unknown 2026-11-03
310 Chapter 310 - 283: The Elf Blocking the Way 2026-11-03
311 Chapter 311 - 284: Indeed Became the Prey 2026-11-03
312 Chapter 312 - 285: Advancement to a Spiritual Artifact 2026-11-03
313 Chapter 313 - 286: Rearing 2026-11-03
314 Chapter 314 - 287: Spirit Soul and Essence 2026-11-03
315 Chapter 315 - 288: How Does This Guy Know Again? 2026-11-03
316 Chapter 316 - 289: Flying Radiance Tower 2026-11-03
317 Chapter 317 - 290: Shadow Soldiers 2026-11-03
318 Chapter 318 - 291: A New Storm Has Arrived 2026-11-03
319 Chapter 319 - 292: Parting Ways 2026-11-03
320 Chapter 320 - 293: A True Helpmate 2026-11-03
321 Chapter 321 - 294: Slave Hunting Team 2026-11-03
322 Chapter 322 - 295: Do You Want to Be My Disciple? 2026-11-03
323 Chapter 323 - 296: A Really, Really Thick Thigh 2026-11-03
324 Chapter 324 - 297: Any Hand That Reaches Will Be Cut Off 2026-11-03
325 Chapter 325 - 298: Declaration and Alliance 2026-11-03
326 Chapter 326 - 299: I Like This Name 2026-11-03
327 Chapter 327 - 300: Summoning Reinforcements 2026-11-03
328 Chapter 328 - 301: Kill the Chicken to Warn the Monkey 2026-11-03
329 Chapter 329 - 302: Three Infant-Breaking Gates 2026-11-03
330 Chapter 330 - 303: A Meteorite from the Heavens Smashes an Anthill 2026-11-03
331 Chapter 331 - 304: Watch a Good Show 2026-11-03
332 Chapter 332 - 305: Another Spirit Body 2026-11-03
333 Chapter 333: Totem Spirit Soul 2026-11-03
334 Chapter 334 - 307: The Steel Mane Tribe Is Still Not Enough 2026-11-03
335 Chapter 335: Finally Coming Out 2026-11-03
336 Chapter 336 - 309: Whose Hunting Ground 2026-11-03
337 Chapter 337 - 310: I Want to Destroy Nine Nether City More Than You Do 2026-11-03
338 Chapter 338 - 311: Taiyin Body 2026-11-03
339 Chapter 339 - 312: People from Two Different Worlds 2026-11-03
340 Chapter 340 - 313: Stop Holding Back 2026-11-03
341 Chapter 341 - 313: Stop Holding Back 2026-11-03
342 Chapter 342 - 314: Necessary Sacrifice 2026-11-03
343 Chapter 343 - 315: Simply His Lucky Star 2026-11-03
344 Chapter 344 - 316: Great Dream Formation 2026-11-03
345 Chapter 345 - 317: Means of Restraint 2026-11-03
346 Chapter 346 - 318: Give Us an Explanation 2026-11-03
347 Chapter 347 - 319: Regardless of Background and Race 2026-11-03
348 Chapter 348 - 320: News of the Dark Spider Mother 2026-11-03

Chapter 308: Chapter 281: Special Magnetic Field, Perfect Invisibility

Chenxi Calendar, Year 9404. Winter.

Ninefold Celestial Tower, Artifact Refining Chamber.

Anton stood before a stone platform, his Divine Sense sweeping through the body of the Divine General before him, lighting up the final restriction.

BUZZ!

A brilliant light bloomed before slowly retracting after a moment.

The D Chou Divine General sat up from the stone platform and landed silently, taking its place beside the other eleven Divine Generals.

Twelve Divine Generals, twelve distinct auras—some sharp, some heavy, some ethereal, some profound. They resonated with one another, their energies interconnected.

They stood there quietly, like a silent army awaiting the order to march.

Anton’s gaze swept over each of the twelve Divine Generals, a satisfied smile gracing his face.

It had taken nearly two years, but he had finally finished refining the remaining five Divine Generals.

A full eighteen years had passed since he had forged the first one, the Jia Shen Divine General. Now, he had finally assembled the complete set of twelve Guardian Divine Generals.

The Six Jia and the Six Ding, each with its own duty.

Jia Zi commanded lightning, Jia Xu commanded fire, Jia Shen commanded metal, Jia Wu commanded earth, Jia Chen commanded water, and Jia Yin commanded wind.

The six Jia Generals specialized in offense, covering everything from ranged and close-quarters combat to anti-magic, assassination, and frontline defense.

D Mao commanded illusions, D Si commanded poison, D Wei commanded healing, D Yoou commanded sound, D Hai commanded defense, and D Chou commanded sealing.

The six Ding Generals specialized in support, encompassing crowd control and interference, healing and recovery, defensive buffs, and sealing and suppression.

With all twelve assembled, they could form the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation.

Their yin and yang complemented each other, creating an integrated offense and defense. Even against a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, they would be able to put up a fight.

With this, Anton finally felt he had the confidence to truly contend with a Saint.

He let out a long breath. With a wave of his sleeve, the twelve Divine Generals vanished into thin air.

He then left the Artifact Refining Chamber and went to a quiet room. He sat cross-legged on a cushion, closed his eyes, and looked inward.

Within his Dantian, his Golden Core floated quietly, the five-colored glow on its surface more restrained than before.

Like a polished Gemstone, its brilliance was contained within, revealing none of its edge.

Inside the Seal Pool, a new winding, mountain-range-like pattern had appeared on the True Seal embryo.

It was the mark of the Earth Element Law.

It had taken him six years, but he had finally integrated the Earth Element Law completely into his True Seal embryo.

’At this rate, it will take another twenty-odd years to integrate the other four Laws and truly condense the Magical Power True Seal.’

Anton mused to himself.

For a Golden Core Cultivator with their long lifespan, twenty-odd years was nothing.

But nurturing a Nascent Soul after condensing the Magical Power True Seal was also a long and time-consuming process.

If he could shorten the time it took to integrate the Laws, that would be for the best.

Was there a way to speed up the process of integrating the Laws?

Anton fell into deep thought.

The process of integrating a Law into the True Seal embryo was, in essence, the process of materializing one’s own comprehension of that Law.

The more profound one’s comprehension of the Law, the easier the process.

So, all he had to do was deepen his comprehension of the Laws.

The most direct method was to place himself in an extreme environment corresponding to the Law in question.

For example, an Elemental Origin Plane.

The Power of Law there was so dense it was nearly tangible, making them natural holy lands for Cultivators to comprehend Laws.

An idea began to form in Anton’s mind, but he quickly suppressed the thought.

’Now is not the time to consider that.’

Calculating the time, the allied forces should be about to break through Holy Dragon City.

It was time to set off for the Eternal Night Islands.

Anton left the quiet room and went to the Celestial Essence Hall.

Eleanor was sitting behind a long table, reviewing documents.

Sensing Anton’s arrival, she looked up with a smile.

”Clan Leader.”

Anton sat down across from her. With a flip of his wrist, a roll of sheepskin paper appeared in his palm, and he handed it over.

”I’ll be leaving for a while. During this time, please help me prepare the materials on this list.”

Eleanor didn’t ask where Anton was going. She reached out, took the sheepskin paper, and unrolled it to look it over.

The list was densely packed with the names of several hundred materials.

”These materials...”

Eleanor only needed a glance to recognize that these materials were very similar to those used to refine the Cloud-Surging Flying Ship, only in greater quantities and of higher quality.

A guess immediately formed in her mind, and she looked up at Anton.

Anton’s words confirmed her suspicion. ”When I return, I will begin refining a tower-type flying Magical Treasure.”

Eleanor’s heart leaped with joy at his words.

A tower-type flying Magical Treasure was a higher-tier Profound Artifact than the Cloud-Surging Flying Ship.

If one wasn’t concerned with comfort and livability, it could hold over ten thousand people without any issue.

She knew very well what this kind of large-scale flying Magical Treasure meant for the Clan.

Once it was refined, the Clan’s military capabilities would see a monumental leap.

”I understand.” Eleanor carefully put away the list, her expression solemn. ”I’ll give the orders right away and have our people begin preparations.”

Anton nodded slightly.

He had previously chosen to refine a lower-tier Flying Ship instead of a tower for two reasons. First, he had no experience refining flying Magical Treasures at the time.

Rashly attempting a large, Profound Artifact-level flying Magical Treasure would have carried a high probability of failure, resulting in a waste of materials.

Second, he didn’t have a suitable core material.

But things were different now.

Over the years, he had refined many Profound Artifacts and successfully created the Cloud-Surging Flying Ship, accumulating a great deal of experience.

He had also exchanged for numerous elemental cores from Ranfeng Hall, securing the necessary core materials.

It was time to attempt refining a Profound Artifact-level flying Magical Treasure.

However, all of that would have to wait until he returned from the Eternal Night Islands.

”If there are any developments in the Holy Dragon Mountain Range, notify me immediately.”

”Alright,” Eleanor agreed.

Anton said no more and turned to leave the Celestial Essence Hall.

A flash of sword light shot into the sky, disappearing over the northern horizon in an instant.

...

「Eternal Night Islands.」

This name could scarcely be found on any map of the Dawn Continent.

It was located in the sea at the continent’s southernmost tip; several hundred nautical miles further south lay the Netherworld Sea Trench.

The archipelago consisted of dozens of islands of varying sizes, scattered across the frigid ocean surface like a handful of carelessly thrown pebbles.

Here, there was only one sunrise and one sunset each year.

Six months of daylight, six months of darkness.

It was now the period of polar night.

The sun had long since sunk below the horizon, and there was no telling when it would rise again.

Only a scattering of stars filled the sky, coldly looking down upon these forgotten islands.

The sea wind, carrying a frigid dampness, howled as it swept past bare reefs, letting out a sharp wail that echoed across the empty ocean, lingering for a long time.

Anton hovered high in the air, his robes fluttering loudly in the wind.

He released his Divine Sense, which spread out in all directions like an invisible tide, enveloping the entire archipelago.

Aside from a few seabirds and reptiles nesting in the rock crevices, the islands were completely devoid of human life.

Occasionally, a few seabirds would be startled from the reefs, letting out short cries in the darkness that were instantly swallowed by the wind.

’This would make a good place for an ambush.’

’I could set up a concealment Array... but it’s hard to say if it would be effective.’

A glint in his eyes, Anton looked away after a moment and continued flying south.

As he flew onward, the appearance of the ocean ahead gradually changed.

The water was no longer ink-black but had taken on a bottomless, ethereal blue, as if the entire night sky had been melted into the sea.

There were no waves on the sea’s surface, not even a single ripple.

The entire expanse of sea was like a giant mirror, reflecting the sparse stars in the sky.

Eerie and deathly still.

No living creature was willing to approach this stretch of sea.

Even the sea wind grew faint and stagnant here, as if the wind itself was unwilling to linger over these waters.

This was the Netherworld Sea Trench.

The most desolate region at the continent’s southern tip.

Anton hovered above the surface, his Divine Sense extending downward like invisible tentacles.

However, the moment his Divine Sense neared the surface, it was silently absorbed, like water into a dry sponge.

The process was completely traceless. If Anton hadn’t been there to observe it with his own eyes, he would have never noticed a thing.

”...How interesting.”

Anton raised an eyebrow slightly.

He knew the Netherworld Sea Trench could block Magic Power detection, but he hadn’t expected this kind of ”blocking.”

This effect was far better than that of Arrays designed to block detection.

While those Arrays could block detection, they also made it clear to the prober that their scan had been obstructed.

But the magnetic field before him was completely different.

In the prober’s perception, their Spiritual Power wasn’t being blocked at all.

But in reality, it wasn’t penetrating below the surface either.

It was as if, just before touching the surface, it was silently redirected by some power into a projected space—an identical copy, but one with no anomalies whatsoever.

No matter how long the prober scanned, they would never find anything.

Unless they were observing up close with their own eyes as he was, they would never notice anything was amiss.

’If this detection-blocking effect could be applied to the flying tower, wouldn’t it achieve perfect long-range stealth?’

A sudden flash of inspiration struck Anton. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was worth a try.

Flying towers naturally had methods to block detection, usually achieved through Arrays or special materials.

The former was self-explanatory, while the latter required certain rare materials.

In his original plan, he intended to use the metallic materials discovered in the ancient base beneath the Blood Soul Crystal caverns to refine the flying tower.

It was the best detection-blocking material he had found to date.

If he could combine it with the magnetic properties of the Netherworld Sea Trench, he might be able to achieve an effect where the whole was greater than the sum of its parts.

The implications of a flying tower that could silently block detection were self-evident.

Whether used for strategic assaults or covert transport, it would be an excellent choice.

The enemy wouldn’t even be able to detect its approach in advance. By the time they did, the strike would already be upon them from above.

At this thought, Anton no longer hesitated. With a mere thought, an invisible layer of golden Gang Qi enveloped his entire body.

Primordial True Gang.

Then, Anton dived straight down, plunging into the ethereal blue water.

The seawater was bone-chillingly cold, but it couldn’t penetrate his Gang Qi in the slightest.

Like a fish, Anton silently descended toward the depths of the trench.

The deeper he went, the darker his surroundings became.

The starlight from above had long since vanished, replaced by a suffocating darkness that pressed in from all sides.

After entering the trench, perhaps because he was now inside the magnetic field, Anton’s Divine Sense was no longer obstructed and could spread out freely.

He decided to fully extend his Divine Sense, merging it with the surrounding magnetic field to carefully observe its every subtle change.

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