Chapter 432: Chapter 283: Nobody Knows the Central Continent Better Than Me (2)

"Furthermore, legend says that the Earth Immortal Dao Sect, once one of the Five Great Celestial Sects of the Central Continent, possessed a method for leaving this world. Unfortunately, the teachings of the Earth Immortal Dao Sect have long been lost, and no one knows what that method was."

After a pause, another message came from the Workshop Master.

"Regardless, the Central Continent is the last bastion of hope. Whether it’s me, you, or any of the Cultivators in the Four Outer Domains, we all share the singular goal of entering the Central Continent.

If we cooperate and I entrust the affairs of the Scripture Defector Association to you, I can focus my energy on other matters. This way, we can at least ensure our Scripture Defector Association can enter the Central Continent at the lowest possible cost."

These words left Yang An stunned. The amount of information in the Workshop Master’s message was overwhelming; Yang An even felt a tremor of excitement and fear.

Three ways to leave this world, and all three were related to the Central Continent. Going there was inevitable.

Regardless of whether he cooperated with the Workshop Master, Yang An had to enter the Central Continent. It was simply too crucial.

But the source of Yang An’s strange trepidation wasn’t just this; it was the sense of familiarity he felt with all three paths.

The first path, shattering the void from atop the Immortal Platform, went without saying. That was the ultimate goal of every Cultivator.

The second path, the Central Continent’s so-called "new method," was to forcibly draw in a lower world. This immediately made him think of the anomaly at Dingzhou Sansong Mountain, though he wasn’t entirely sure.

He had entered Pan Yu’s world of illusion once and later heard that a strange change had occurred on Sansong Mountain, leading him to a certain speculation.

However, Sansong Mountain was just a remote corner in the Outer Continent. How could it be connected to the Central Continent, which was countless State Territories away? The distance between them was simply too vast, which was why Yang An was most uncertain about this one.

The final, third path was what truly sent a cold sweat down Yang An’s back.

’The Earth Immortal Dao Sect...’

He remembered it clearly. After merging with the Earth Spirit Stele, the information box from the Stele had stated: The Earth Spirit Stele originates from the Earth Immortal Dao Sect, the head of the Five Great Celestial Sects. It records infinite wondrous techniques and nurtures the Xian Origin Land within.

Combining this with what Fu Ming had told him in the Gray World, there was no doubt: the Xian Origin Land was the legendary path for leaving this world, the one controlled by the Earth Immortal Dao Sect.

And he had already gained control of the Xian Origin Land!

HISS—

Yang An couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.

He had originally thought it was just an inheritance snatched from that old fool, Life Crane. He never imagined it held such an astonishing secret.

For a moment, he was at a loss for words and could only remain silent.

As for the Workshop Master’s final guarantee—that the Scripture Defector Association could enter the Central Continent at the lowest cost—he didn’t know if it was trustworthy. But it was enough to show that entering the Central Continent was no easy feat. The Innate Flesh Mushroom was likely the key, which would explain why the Workshop Master formed the Scripture Defector Association in the first place.

For the Workshop Master to reveal all this to him was a sign of great trust, laying all their cards on the table. And as the Workshop Master said, their goals were indeed aligned.

’If that’s the case, then why not?’

Yang An didn’t respond for a long time. From the Workshop Master’s perspective, it was completely normal for Yang An to be momentarily stunned by these secrets.

"Trust me. Besides Miao Ye, no one in the Outer Continent knows the Central Continent better than I do."

"Why choose to cooperate with me? What if I don’t have the ability? Does the Workshop Master trust me that much?"

Yang An voiced his biggest question. What he really wanted to know was how much the Workshop Master knew about him to dare entrust him with such a critical part of the Scripture Defector Association.

"I don’t necessarily trust you. It’s just that out of all the members of the Scripture Defector Association, you have the best chance of accomplishing what I need done. There is no better choice."

The Workshop Master was telling the truth, and Yang An could tell. He breathed a sigh of relief.

In terms of Cultivation Level alone, he had already far surpassed the others. They were still at the Corpse Transformation stage, while he had already reached Zombie God, leaving them in the dust.

He wouldn’t have accepted the offer if it were based on empty, flattering words.

"A pleasure doing business with you!"

"A pleasure doing business with you!"

And just like that, the matter was settled. Everyone had a bright future ahead.

"I will first send you to meet Miao Ye. Once the Seal on you is removed, leave the Treasure Temple Domain as soon as possible and go to the Fusheng Domain. Wait there for everyone to be gathered, and we will discuss our next steps."

"Teleporting with a container?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"No, the Outer Continent is very unstable right now. Teleporting with a container could go wrong, causing you to lose contact and be unable to return to your real body.

I have a Magical Artifact that can open a passage to the Outer Continent for you. However, there’s a time limit. You will be automatically returned after a maximum of twelve hours. I imagine that should be more than enough time."

"I can’t leave this State Territory before the end of the day..."

"The three prohibitions from the Great Virtue Temple’s Joyful Shrine Association, right? Your Cultivation Level has grown so quickly, it’s easy to guess."

"..."

"No matter. Put on your mask. I will shield you from heavenly fate. Go and return quickly."

The lengths the Workshop Master was going to gave Yang An enough reason to trust them, so he said no more.

"Alright."

He agreed immediately. His consciousness then left the Tree of Flesh and Blood and returned to reality.

But there was one thing to do first. He gave some instructions to Guang’an, telling him to return to the Great Virtue Temple and inform them that he himself would be back after the Joyful Shrine Association concluded. It was a stalling tactic.

As long as Guang’an returned and was seen by one of Elder Zhuan Yu’s spies at the Great Virtue Temple, it would be enough to placate the Elder and buy Yang An some time, without arousing the temple’s suspicion.

Once the Seal was broken, even if Elder Zhuan Yu noticed, Yang An would have the head start he needed to leave. This would also serve to delay the Great Virtue Temple.

After Guang’an obediently left, Yang An found a remote spot on the edge of the Ten Thousand Buddha State in the shortest time possible.

Soon, a Magical Artifact was delivered to his hands via a container, along with a Light Wheel He Tou mask.

The Magical Artifact looked like an ordinary stone. As the Workshop Master had said, it could temporarily open a passage to the Outer Continent. It was a single-use, consumable Magical Artifact, but the cost of using it was a bit bizarre.

After using this Magical Artifact, one could not touch any living creature for ten days. Otherwise, it would automatically become parasitic, inhabiting the body of the creature touched until a new physical body could be grown and restored.

The information he obtained through appraisal confirmed that the Workshop Master had no intention of setting him up. Reassured, he then purified its cost.

If it weren’t for people like him and the Innate Flesh Mushroom, who had ways of dealing with such costs, no one would dare use this Magical Artifact so easily.

After confirming there were no living creatures within a radius of several thousand meters, Yang An put on his mask. He immediately felt an intangible, strange connection vanish.

He couldn’t quite describe it, but Yang An knew it was the three prohibitions.

It was an invisible, untouchable restriction placed upon anyone who participated in the Joyful Shrine Association. This was why the Zen Masters from the Great Virtue Temple couldn’t use the Power of Rules, even when they were on the verge of being killed by Yang An.

The consequences of violating the three prohibitions were likely worse than death.

Yang An then used the Magical Artifact the Workshop Master had given him, pouring his Mana into it.

Before his very eyes, the stone-like object rapidly swelled, transforming into a bizarre monster dozens of feet tall.

It looked like a huge, furry sphere. Its rough skin was covered in fine fuzz, but two long arms grew from its left and right sides. With its wide palms held out horizontally, it suddenly clapped them together, aiming to smash Yang An between them.

If he hadn’t known it was a Magical Artifact, Yang An’s first instinct would have been to dodge, but he resisted the urge.

Like swatting a mosquito, the two palms slammed together. Caught in the middle, Yang An’s vision went black as a thunderous explosion roared in his ears.

BOOM—

As if caught deep within a thundercloud flashing with silver serpents of lightning, Yang An felt the world tear apart. His physical body became unstable, threatening to disintegrate at any moment.

This was a body tempered by Dust and Magic Light, yet it was still showing such a reaction. The sensation of crossing countless State Territories and continental boundaries was truly unpleasant.

However, the discomfort didn’t last long—only a few breaths. When Yang An came to his senses, light had returned to his eyes.

He had arrived at the Xiyue River!