I am evergreen in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 454: Eternal Youth, Listen to the Ears of the Sea God

Qingmu Zhenjun was shocked.

Why is it such a coincidence that the Taoist name used by this mysterious elder is the same as Lu Changan.

Does this mean that he has a connection with Lu Changqing, or does he know that he was defeated in the battle with Changqing Zhenjun?

In a flash, Qingmu Zhenjun guessed the identity of the old man in ancient robe.

The legendary monk, Yan Donglai.

According to the records of Tianheng Continent's "Strange People in the Universe Series", he is the human monk with the longest lifespan in modern times.

Living to this age, he can be regarded as an evergreen and a living fossil in the world of immortal cultivation.

Qing Mu Zhenjun's heart was beating wildly. He took a deep breath, raised his hand respectfully and said:

"Senior Yan, please come in."

The elder in ancient robes kept smiling, did not deny the address, and stepped into the cave first.

Looking at Yan Donglai with his back to him, Qingmu Zhenjun's thoughts were racing.

At this moment, he unleashed his secret technique, escaped at all costs, and called upon other Nascent Soul cultivators in the Lanhe Market.

He didn't do it after all.

Even if he was targeted by other Nascent Soul cultivators, with his current strength and abilities, his chances of survival would be slim.

……

Inside the cave, the two of them sat down.

Yan Donglai was like a teacher, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Just now in front of the cave, it was a good opportunity for Master Qingmu to give it a try.

Upon learning of his identity, Qingmu Zhenjun did not panic but remained calm and treated him politely, which was commendable.

"You have good courage and determination."

"It's a pity that you once possessed the Yimu Dao Body, but were unable to break through the shackles and advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Otherwise, Yan might consider taking you as his disciple."

There was regret in Yan Donglai's tone, and judging from his expression, it seemed that he truly valued talent.

Qingmu Zhenjun was secretly shocked. Just by meeting him for the first time, Yan Donglai knew his past and his original body was Yi Mu Taoist body.

Yan Donglai's divination skills have reached an unimaginable level, far surpassing the Taoist priest behind Lu Changan and the master of the Seven Stars Temple.

"Master Yan, may I ask, I have good aptitude and have practiced diligently, but why is it so difficult for me to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? Is the 'Ancient Tree Evergreen Technique' that I am practicing defective?"

Qingmu Zhenjun sat obediently, like a disciple listening to instructions and asking questions humbly.

If he had advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, how could he have been defeated miserably by Lu Changqing?

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, he felt vaguely that his skills were incomplete. It might be that Yan Donglai had tampered with it, or had held back something.

"The Changqing Gong that I practiced is not even complete, let alone you, my friend?"

Yan Donglai said calmly with a calm expression.

"Where did the Changqing Gong come from?" Qingmu Zhenjun asked subconsciously.

"In an unknown era, a powerful person observed an ancient tree and created the Ancient Tree Evergreen Technique. That ancient tree was conceived in the chaos and has gone through endless years. It has grown infinitely and is immortal. The length of its growth rings even surpasses that of the ancient immortals in the legend. It is also called the 'Eternal Evergreen Tree'."

"Eternal..."

Qingmu Zhenjun murmured in a low voice. Just by hearing the legendary origin of Changqing Gong, he had a vague understanding and realized the deviation in his past practice.

"According to research, the Changqing Gong spread from the Falling Immortal Realm to the Human Realm, and it came from the disintegrating Changqing Dao Palace."

"To practice this skill, it is better to be still than to move. Understand the four seasons of growth and decay, the cycle of birth and death, and achieve the eternal and evergreen Dao body."

"It is better to prolong life than to shorten it; it is better to maintain health than to fight to the death; make good connections and you will have a good end, sow good seeds and you will have good results..."

"Don't seek victory, don't be obsessed, be calm and do nothing, sit and watch the ebb and flow of the world of immortal cultivation, and absorb the insights of endless years..."

Yan Donglai is meticulous and patient, like a strict teacher teaching and giving instructions.

Qingmu Zhenjun was constantly gaining insights, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Yes, his previous way of practicing Changqing Gong was wrong and did not conform to Gu Mu's true intention.

He was in too much of a hurry after all.

Reduce your lifespan, cultivate and give birth to spiritual creatures, explore secret caves, and madly increase your combat power.

He failed to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and sensing the threat from True Lord Changqing, he became greedy and could not restrain himself, so he took the initiative to challenge the other party for a decisive battle.

But who can truly live up to the true meaning of the ancient tree, not be anxious at all, and be able to endure loneliness all the time?

This crappy technique is slow to cultivate and isn't very effective in fighting either.

If Yi Mu Dao Ti had practiced other wood-related techniques with his aptitude, he might have been able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage earlier. Now he has advanced to the middle stage.

Unfortunately, once you practice Changqing Gong, there is no turning back.

If you want to change your practice midway, then the life extension benefits of the technique must be returned to heaven and earth.

……

"Thank you Master Yan for your guidance. I am very grateful."

Qingmu Zhenjun bowed deeply.

He added, "In the battle of Changqing, I lost to Lu Changqing, which was really unacceptable. Lu Changqing was suspected to be the reincarnation of a great being, and his spirit and soul were far superior to those of his peers. At that time, I once thought that he was the reincarnation of Master Yan."

Qingmu Zhenjun knew that he would not be able to escape today.

The only chance of survival might be to gain Yan Donglai's appreciation and favor and become his disciple.

He was so unlucky that he ran into Yan Donglai in Tianhe Province, which would not let Lu Changqing have an easy time.

Unexpectedly, when Yan Donglai heard the information that Lu Changqing was suspected to be the "reincarnation of a powerful being", he did not react at all.

Yan Dong's intention to learn from Qingmu, and any appreciation he had for this man, instantly vanished.

He silently calculated whether "Lu Changqing", another Changqing disciple, could bring any surprises.

Yan Donglai's expression changed subtly, from a little surprise to a dumb laugh.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator who does not belong to this era..."

Yan Donglai murmured, his eyes were deep and a smile was on his face.

good boy!
How dare he impersonate Yan's name.

Even if he is the true disciple of the Holy Land of Transformation, no one dares to impersonate his name and cheat people.

Yan Donglai's smile faded, his eyes fixed on Qingmu Zhenjun's face again, and he said calmly:
"My dear Qingmu, do you have any wishes or regrets? Yan will help you fulfill them."

Upon hearing this, Qingmu Zhenjun's face was shocked and his body froze.

Tears of sorrow could not stop flowing from his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly:

"I have only one wish, and that is—"

While Qing Mu Zhenjun was speaking, he secretly mobilized all his life's magic power, activated forbidden secret techniques, and launched a self-destructive attack.

The self-destructive body was so close to him that the Nascent Soul cultivator was caught off guard and it was impossible for him to ignore it.

Only in this way can his Nascent Soul escape from his body and create a glimmer of hope for survival.

However, just at the moment when he activated his magic power.

My mind was in a trance.

Yan Donglai had already come in front of him, like a stern teacher, pressing his palm on the top of his head and patting it lightly as a warning.

In an instant, Qingmu Zhenjun lost control of his magic power, his Changqing Yuanying trembled instinctively, and his consciousness was trapped in the abyss of despair.

There is no resistance.

No matter when Qingmu Zhenjun resisted, in front of the cave or inside the cave, the outcome was already determined.

"My dear Qingmu, besides the incompatibility of your cultivation methods, your opportunities and luck are also lacking."

Yan Donglai spoke in a gentle tone and placed his palm on the top of Qingmu Zhenjun's head.

Swish!
A green Nascent Soul figure shaped like a ginseng fruit floated out from the top of his head without any struggle.

A strong scent of the passage of time shrouded the two of them.

Qingmu Zhenjun's face, body, and even his Nascent Soul were withering and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, Qingmu Zhenjun became gloomy and transformed from a young man into an octogenarian. The dry skin on his face was covered with a large number of black age spots.

The moment before death.

Qingmu Zhenjun suddenly understood why the "Changqing Gong" had no effect in such a large state as Tianhe State.

"Bishan Sect... Junior Sister Tian..."

Before his soul was destroyed, Qingmu Zhenjun uttered his last voice.

"Thank you, young friend Aoki, for the gift."

Yan Donglai looked healthy and full of vigor, and his appearance had gone from a man in his seventies to one that looked ten years younger.

The skin is delicate and radiant, and one can be said to have a youthful face despite having white hair.

After sorting out Qingmu Zhenjun's corpse and belongings, Yan Donglai did not take them for himself.

Looking at the delicate and rosy palms, he felt no joy and sighed deeply.

Only he himself could sense that deep within his flesh, there was a decayed and ominous smell emanating from it.

There is no regret medicine in this world.

Ever since he devoured his first Evergreen Dao Fruit, which greatly increased his magical powers and lifespan, he has embarked on this path of no return.

……

Yan Donglai adjusted his hair and robe meticulously, leaving no wrinkles or dust.

Riding on a cloud, Yan Donglai flew out of Lanhe Xianfang and looked in a certain direction.

"The two potential seeds of Tianyi Jiutu chose to fight in Tianhe Province, where I am sleeping?"

Yan Donglai pondered, was this a coincidence, or did that person have some other intention?

In the human world of Tianheng, no one knows "Lord Tianyi" better than him.

Fortunately, Yan Donglai is not a God-Transforming Heavenly Monarch, so he doesn't have to worry about that.

He had dealt with Tianyi Divine Lord, who was of a higher generation in history, and they had formed a good relationship and a certain degree of friendship.

However, each generation of Tianyi God has a different temperament.

The current Tianyi God, or even the next generation of Tianyi God, may not necessarily admit the past.

Yan Donglai calculated the time and found that the current Tianyi Divine Lord only had a hundred or so years left before his lifespan ended, and no more than two hundred years at most.

This means that the existing God of Transformation in the world will face the darkest moment of terror, the "Great Catastrophe of Heaven".

Thinking of this, Yan Donglai was in a rare good mood and showed a gloating expression.

……

Tianhe Province, a branch of Tongtian River Region, in a secret valley.

The silver mist fell and transformed into a mysterious man in a green silk shirt, ancient armor, and light blue eyes.

If Lu Changan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person's identity.

It was none other than Jing Wufeng, the other one of the Twin Dragons of the Great Abyss.

At this moment, Jing Wufeng was no longer as relaxed as before, and his face looked serious.

"The second round of trials has come to an end. We can no longer avoid fighting."

"That bitch is the reincarnation of a great man, born with a precious lotus body. Not only is her training speed amazing, but her fighting skills are also extremely terrifying. If she is allowed to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage, this Tianyi Trial will be a disaster."

Jing Wufeng felt a headache and lamented his bad luck.

Tianyi’s nine disciples are on trial, and each of them is a monster, and fighting across levels is commonplace.

In the first round of trials, each disciple has a difficult task, which is no less difficult than the journey to seal the demon in the abyss.

For such a difficult task, only one person was eliminated in the first round!
In the second round, the eight disciples will compete in pairs. The winners will return to Tianyi Sect and enter the final test.

There is also a rule that in the second round of duel, the one who advances to the late Nascent Soul stage first can also win.

Jing Wufeng was unlucky as the opponent he met was one of the most promising seeds in this Tianyi Trial.

That "True Lord Baolian" was superior to him in both magical power and fighting skills.

This was after Jing Wufeng achieved a very high mission evaluation in the Demon Sealing Mission in the first round of trials. During his training in the sect, he received extra commendation from his master, which greatly improved his cultivation strength.

The extra reward was due to the unexpected risks of the Demon Sealing Mission and the variables from the Demon Peak Realm.

Even so, in this century-long showdown, Jing Wufeng was completely at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, he learned from that person how to hide, either by being tolerant or running away, and developing quietly.

If Master Baolian was concentrating on cultivation in seclusion, Jing Wufeng would devise plans to harass him; if the enemy attacked him, he would fight and retreat, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

The rules of the trial are that both parties sense each other's approximate positions. The winner is the one who makes the opponent surrender, die, or lose the ability to resist.

Jing Wufeng utilized the rules to the extreme, and the high mobility of his spatial magical power has been maintained to this day, which makes the female Zhenjun quite annoyed.

Now that the trial is nearing its end, Jing Wufeng has developed to his full potential.

He set up an ambush in this valley, ready to show some strength, stop hiding, and fight that woman to the death!
……

Daqing Eastern Region.

Liang State, Jinyun Valley.

Lu Changan, who was practicing in seclusion, felt a little frightened.

"This feeling……"

Lu Changan opened his eyes, and the feeling of palpitations flashed away.

This was the first time he had this feeling since the battle to seal the demon in the Abyss.

Taking out a few divination items, Lu Changan divined for good or bad luck. As a result, everything was normal and no clues were found.

The feeling just now seemed to be just an illusion.

However, Lu Changan has many years of experience in escaping and believes in his own intuition as a fourth-level fortune teller.

"After practicing for sixty years, my cultivation and magical powers have reached a new level. Looking at the Great Blue Land, is there anyone who can pose a real threat to this True Lord?"

Lu Changan gave up fortune-telling and thought normally.

The first cultivator of both the righteous and evil sects? The human-faced dragon in the Black Mist Mountains?

Lu Changan quickly shook his head.

If he were to go out alone, this threat would indeed exist.

However, he stayed in Jinyun Valley, protected by a fourth-order formation, and there was another Nascent Soul expert in the sect who was in charge of a broken pseudo-spiritual treasure.

Even if a great Yuanying cultivator came in person, a frontal attack would still be difficult.

After thinking about it, Lu Changan took out the frozen corpse of Qingmu Zhenjun.

During the sixty years of seclusion in the past, he would use it as a medium to track and sense the location of Qingmu Zhenjun in his spare time.

If Aoki came back secretly, he would be able to discover it the first time.

"This... Aoki's fate has disappeared!"

Lu Changan was shocked and felt uneasy again.

In fact, the information related to Aoki is obscured by a secret.

However, Lu Changan got Qingmu's body, and the causal relationship was too strong to be completely concealed.

"If Qingmu Zhenjun had died at the hands of other cultivators or unknown risks, it would have been fine..."

Lu Changan had reason to suspect that Qingmu Zhenjun might have met a “fellow disciple”.

Although Qingmu Zhenjun has lost his magic weapon to protect him, his ability to protect himself is still strong, and no ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator can do anything to him.

One must at least approach the magical powers of a Nascent Soul cultivator to completely wipe it out. Even a Nascent Soul could not escape the disaster.

Lu Changan's expression changed from gloomy to bright. Although the feeling of palpitations was no longer there and he could not figure out where the crisis was, he had already made a decision in his heart.

……

Lu Changan stood up and stopped practicing.

The auricles of his ears suddenly expanded and twitched frequently, greatly increasing his perception.

At this moment, any movement inside and outside the Golden Cloud Valley could not escape his [Listening Sea God's Ears].

"Qingmu Zhenjun is far away in Tianhe Province. Even if he is a Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch, he can't get to Daqing so quickly."

Lu Changan breathed a sigh of relief, and his ears quickly returned to normal size.

Over the past sixty years, he has strengthened his magical powers and cultivated the "Hearing Sea God's Ears" of Tinghai Pavilion.

This magical power requires parts of legendary beasts and sea monsters, combined with secret prescriptions, and can only be cultivated after a long period of refinement.

Lu Chang'an fought in two major realms and had a great fortune. It took him many years of preparation to gather all the materials and secret medicines and cultivate this magical power to a small degree of success.

If you want better training results and want to reach a higher level, it is best to be near the sea.

[Poseidon's Ears] can greatly enhance hearing senses, including the sense of smell for danger.

Coupled with the intuition of a fourth-level fortune teller, Lu Changan was able to capture the crisis coming from a distant land.

"Xuanshui Jun, prepare to go out."

Lu Changan came to the secret underground palace beneath the Changqing Peak Dojo.

A dark green turtle, more than ten feet long, was perched beside the Xuantian gourd vine, breathing in and out cold water spirit energy.

About thirty years ago, the Black Water Turtle survived the transformation calamity and was promoted to the rank of fourth-rank demon king.

The Black Water Turtle is good at defense. It imitates Lu Chang'an's experience of overcoming the tribulation in the past and uses its turtle shell to accept the baptism of heavenly thunder.

This turtle has a simple nature and does not have the complex desires of human cultivators, so the difficulty of its inner demon tribulation is relatively low.

Coupled with the support of [Ethereal Spirit Fragrance] and the early simulation of the Heavenly Demon's secret technique, the inner demon calamity was overcome smoothly.

Lu Changan had another fourth-level spirit pet, which alarmed all the surrounding forces.

The Wei Dao League and the Beast King Valley no longer doubted that Lu Changan possessed the secret of taming beasts, otherwise the success rate of the two spiritual pets being promoted to the fourth level would be truly terrifying.

Unfortunately, with Lu Changan's strength and status in the world of immortal cultivation, no one can covet his secret.

Although the Black Water Turtle was promoted to the fourth level, it did not transform. It maintained the form of a giant turtle, but its body was even larger.

This situation is not an isolated case in the world of immortal cultivation.

Some special races, or rare birds and beasts with high blood talents, will still not be able to transform even after cultivating to the fourth or fifth level.

"Master, are you going on a long journey?"

A deep and honest voice came from the giant spirit turtle.

"Yes! Let's go to Fengguo Aoyue Palace first and meet up with Lord Diyan."

Lu Changan waved his hand and collected the Xuantian gourd vine that was connected to the earth.

Before leaving, he asked Xuanshuijun to activate the Xuanming water to repeatedly flush the nearby area, leaving no traces or unusual smells.

After doing all this, Lu Changan packed up in the cave, then rode on the giant black water turtle and sailed away against the wind and waves.

"Master Changqing has come out of retreat!"

"A fourth-level spirit turtle mount, what a grand display!"

Many cultivators in and out of Jinyun Valley watched with expressions of admiration and yearning.

With such a big commotion and pomp, no one would have thought that the famous Changqing Zhenjun, who was renowned throughout Daqing, would flee far away once again.

Zhang Tianfeng was also alarmed and walked out of the cave. He looked at the handsome man in white on the fourth-order spirit turtle and felt a little envious.

"Take care, Fellow Daoist Zhang! When I return to Jinyun Valley someday, I hope we can still have a drink together."

Lu Changan left a message behind and rode away on a turtle.

"Friend Lu, what are you doing..."

Zhang Tianfeng felt that it was too sudden and wanted to ask the reason and discuss the aftermath, but Lu Changan was unwilling to say another word.

It seems that saying a few more words will bring unpredictable risks.

……

The fourth-level black turtle entered Feng State and approached Ao Yue Palace.

From a distance, Lu Changan sensed the violent fluctuation and rise of the evil demonic power.

"Master, is Di Yanjun trying to reach the middle stage of the fourth stage?"

Xuanshui Jun said in a muffled voice.

"Well, failed again."

Lu Chang'an looked calm as he arrived at the clouds above Ao Yue Palace.

As expected, the rapidly rising Earth Demonic Power quickly lost its momentum and fell down after touching the boundary of the middle fourth stage.

In the past sixty years, this was the second time that Di Yanjun tried to reach the middle stage of the fourth level, but ended in failure.

"The mouse let its owner down."

In Ao Yue Palace, a fourth-level spiritual vein training ground, Di Yanjun was pale and looked decadent.

It turned into a yellowish-brown light and flew above the clouds, not daring to look directly into Lu Changan's eyes.

"Don't force it! By becoming a fourth-level demon king, you have already brought honor to your tribe."

Lu Changan smiled and waved, asking Di Yanjun to sit on the turtle's back.

He activated his Evergreen magic power and touched the hair on Di Yanjun's head to heal the internal injuries caused by his failure to advance.

While Di Yanjun was healing.

Xia Wenyue, wearing a white moonlit nightgown dress, also flew above the clouds.

"In such a hurry? Why don't you go sit downstairs?"

Xia Wenyue's picturesque dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her cold tone seemed to contain some resentment.

"I won't do it this time! My husband has something urgent to do and needs to go on a long journey."

Lu Changan didn't say much.

While on the road, he speculated about the sudden sense of crisis.

If the potential crisis is Yan Donglai, then everything makes sense.

He had to thank Jing Wufeng for revealing the "Millennium Catastrophe" that year. He quickly made the association and did not dare to hesitate for a moment.

"Husband..."

Xia Wenyue had a vague premonition that Lu Changan was going to run away again and she didn't know how many years it would take for him to return.

Looking at Fairy Xia who seemed to be hesitant and a little conflicted.

Lu Changan smiled and comforted: "Wenyue, Aoyue Palace can't leave you, run the sect well."

Thinking back to the past, when Xia Wenyue had just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, she was grateful and said to him, "My husband, can you take me with you next time you run away?"

It’s different in the past.

Xia Wenyue is completely tied to Aoyue Palace and their joys and sorrows are closely related.

She joined Ao Yue Palace very early, and the years she spent practicing and growing here far exceeded the time she spent with Lu Changan.

"Husband, Wen Yue will wait for you to come back in Ao Yue Palace."

Xia Wenyue breathed a sigh of relief and promised solemnly.

"it is good."

Lu Changan waved his hand without any reluctance, and flew away into the air on a fourth-order spirit turtle.

In fact, he didn't really want to take Fairy Xia away.

After all, in the distant abyss, there is an extremely beautiful and close-knit Yuanying fairy.

……

a few days later.

Lu Changan arrived at the Seven-Nation Alliance at the fastest speed.

Today, the Seven Nations Alliance is also in a period of truce and rest.

Qi State, deep in the forbidden area of ​​Jueyuan.

Lu Changan came to the long-lost stalactite crypt and found the location of the Tinghai Pavilion teleportation array.

He waved the formation flag, and the water formation covering Tinghai Pavilion was sealed and opened.

hum!
A twisted vortex of deep blue water lit up, with four concentrated deep water droplets around it serving as the base of the array, absorbing the water vapor and turbid air from the underground river.

Lu Changan checked and confirmed that the teleportation array and space channel were not damaged.

The green-armored puppet where Master Wei was standing took the first step into the deep blue water vortex, traveled through the space channel, and arrived at another section of the abyss.

Then it was Di Yanjun who also stepped into the transmission channel.

Lu Changan thought to himself that if Lord Di Yan was promoted to the middle stage of the fourth stage, the risk of traveling through the space channel would inevitably increase.

After thinking about it again, Lu Changan gritted his teeth resolutely, took out a few fourth-level talismans, left a timed activation seal, and pasted it on the stone walls around the teleportation array.

everything's ready.

Before leaving, Lu Changan looked back at Daqing deeply.

The last time he returned to Daqing, he was 412 years old.

This time he was preparing to leave at the age of 513, which was a hundred years old.

He had a feeling that this time he would be away for even longer.

At least before he was promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, he did not feel safe facing Yan Donglai.

In fact, Lu Changan still had some things to deal with in Daqing.

He originally planned to cultivate to the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and then kill one or two Nascent Soul cultivators in the Beast King Valley to make the future of the Defense Alliance more stable.

The great elder of the Beast King Valley is in a vacuum period as his natal silkworm "emerges from the cocoon" once every hundred years.

At this stage, Lu Changan, together with Chu Tianfeng and Zhang Tianfeng, has the hope of completely destroying them.

However, the Great Elder of the Beast King Valley never went out for decades after the Demonic War and has been in a semi-sealed dormant state.

This old fox didn't give Lu Changan any chance at all, and there was nothing he could do.

As for Master Wanhe, his life span has come to an end, so there is no need for Lu Changan to take action.

In addition, there are more far-reaching plans, such as the plot against the other half of Wuxianmen, Wumian.

Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

The death of Qingmu Zhenjun and the potential crisis posed by Yan Donglai made Lu Changan dare not stay in Daqing any longer.

"Goodbye, Daqing..."

Lu Changan made up his mind that he would not consider coming back until he achieved the Nascent Soul stage.

He no longer hesitated and stepped into the Tinghai Pavilion teleportation array. His figure was swallowed up by the deep blue light.

After a while.

There was a loud "boom".

Several fourth-level talismans attached to the teleportation array were activated at a fixed time, and terrifying fire and thunder turned the surrounding matter into charred powder. The four sea-suppressing beads that served as the base of the array exploded, triggering a tsunami, accompanied by a distorted space ripple, annihilating the area where the teleportation array was located.

(End of this chapter)