Chapter 793: Exploring the Void

Five Eighth-Heaven Immortal Emperors stayed behind to protect him. Logically, Su Che should have agreed to this suggestion—after all, this was the Origin Demon Realm, where even the cultivation of Immortal Emperors wasn’t entirely safe. Since so many Immortal Emperors were willing to help, why refuse?
Unexpectedly, Su Che actually declined.
“Opportunities are tested for everyone without exception. Everything depends on fate. I can’t arbitrarily decide who is destined for success or failure. Everyone must undergo the same trials,” Su Che said in a low voice. “And I myself must also face a trial—that is, protecting myself with my own strength, which is equally crucial.”
These words were pure fabrication, yet the Immortal Emperors couldn’t refute them. They could only assume that this might be a rule set by the great Immortal Lords, one that everyone must obey unconditionally, with no room for reasoning.
“Then please take good care of yourself, Judge,” the Guangzhong Immortal Emperor urged solemnly.
“Don’t worry. I said I can protect myself,” Su Che replied with a smile. “In fact, I’m more afraid of death than anyone else.”
The Immortal Emperors said nothing more and dispersed, each going to capture the demons of the Origin Demon Realm.
A thousand Immortal Emperors coming to the Origin Demon Realm to hunt down demons would undoubtedly trigger severe consequences soon. Despite knowing this, Su Che didn’t need anyone’s protection. What was his intention?
After all the Immortal Emperors left, Su Che sat alone on that planet-sized beast-head rock for several days, ensuring everything was in order before taking action.
Enter the Immortal Lords’ treasure vault first!
That was Su Che’s plan.
Even if he truly didn’t care about the vast wealth inside, he still needed to consider his own safety thoroughly.
Su Che thought clearly: For now, those Immortal Emperors still respected him greatly. But once he entered the vault and faced those mind-blowing treasures, it was hard to say what they might do.
Take those five Eighth-Heaven Immortal Emperors, for example. Might they unite to exclude others and gradually erode them, just so the five of them could get more benefits? It was hard to say.
He could use the Immortal Lords’ treasure vault to leverage their power, but he must never underestimate their strength, wisdom, and ambition.

Therefore, one must at least enter the Immortal Treasure Vault once in advance to figure out all the factors that are most beneficial to oneself. An even better scenario is to become the ruler of the entire space, like in the Battlefield of Immortals and Demons, so that there would be no problem ensuring one’s own safety. It’s not to hoard the treasures for oneself—Su Che has no such intention and truly doesn’t care about those so-called treasures. He does this merely to take the initiative and protect himself better.

Lao He reminded him, “Master, is it possible that some Immortal Emperors haven’t gone far and are hiding nearby, secretly watching you?”
“That’s unlikely.”
Su Che replied in his mind, “Those who lurk to watch me will take up time they could use to capture demons. With fewer captures, they will surely lose to others and end up being eliminated. Who would dare do such a thing?”

Though he said this, Su Che still humbly accepted Lao He’s advice and tried his best to guard against being spied on.

His strategy was to dig a temporary cave dwelling underground first and enter it. Inside, he set up more than a dozen layers of isolation barriers and prohibitions, ensuring that even the divine senses of a Ninth Heaven Immortal Emperor couldn’t penetrate the cave.

Then, from all his soul slaves, he selected the most suitable one—also at the mid-stage Xuanxian level—and used the power of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Prison to disguise him as himself, making his appearance, aura, life energy field, and other traits exactly identical. This disguise, carried out by the power of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Prison, was extremely sophisticated. He believed that even Immortal Emperors like Guangzhong, Feng Lin, or Zong Yi would find it hard to spot any flaws.

The condition was that this substitute not engage in combat—once he did, his disguise would surely be exposed.

A seven-hundred-fold power enhancement couldn’t be faked.

After preparing the substitute to stay here, Su Che could leave quietly. Of course, he had to be extremely careful when leaving. First, he used a master-level invisibility technique to become completely invisible, then released a sphere of Origin Magic from the Immortal Prison to surround himself. In this way, even if some Immortal Emperors could detect the invisibility technique, they wouldn’t be able to penetrate the Origin Magic, which was completely different from the power system of the Immortal Realm.

With this double safeguard, it should be sufficient.

Su Che quietly slipped out of the underground cave and soared into the air, drifting forward at a leisurely pace, blending in with the surrounding void. He could even mimic the omnipresent magical turbulence in the void.

After flying for two hours, he passed by a Silver-Winged Demon General who was in a hurry and completely unaware of Su Che’s presence.

Judging from his panicked expression, it was easy to guess that this guy must be a fish that slipped through the net—having escaped from the capture by those Immortal Emperors, yet now like a headless fly, not knowing which way to flee.
The thousand Immortal Emperors had already scattered in all directions; no matter where they fled, they might be caught. Staying in this area honestly would actually be safer.
Of course, this was Su Che’s thinking. That Silver-Winged Demon General surely still didn’t realize that so many Immortal Emperors had invaded the Origin Demon Realm at once.
As for the two ends of that spatial passage, on the Immortal Realm side, there were always True Immortals on guard, constantly wary of invasions and disturbances from the demon race. But on the Demon Realm side, there wasn’t a single guard.
This was because the immortals of the Immortal Realm could never launch a large-scale attack on the Origin Demon Realm—such a possibility simply didn’t exist.
Firstly, such a desolate world held no interest to any living being; no one wanted to occupy it.
Secondly, if an army from the Immortal Realm entered the Origin Demon Realm, there would even be no need for battle. Before long, the army of immortals under the Immortal Emperors would be demonized and turn into a new force for the demon race.
It was as if delivering goods right to their doorstep.
Therefore, the demon race never set up defenses, simply keeping their doors wide open to welcome the immortals—with enthusiastic welcome, at that.
The power of demonization was the Origin Demon Race’s most formidable combat strength.
There was a theory circulating in the Immortal Realm: the so-called demon race originally didn’t exist, nor did any creatures exist in the Demon Realm. Later, when the spatial passage connecting the two worlds appeared, creatures from the Immortal Realm went to explore the Demon Realm and were demonized, thus becoming the Origin Demon Race.
Those nine demon ancestors of peak strength might well be the nine ancient demon gods from ancient times, who, after being demonized, became the ancestors of the demon race.
Su Che also thought this theory made some sense. It was just that this happened a very, very long time ago—back when even the Heavenly Dao hadn’t fully developed. As for what really happened, it was impossible to verify.
They continued to float in the void of the Demon Realm until the morning of three days later, when Su Che stopped.
The Origin Demon Realm had no distinction between day and night, nor did it have concepts like morning or afternoon. Such time descriptions were determined by Su Che based on the time changes on Qi Yuan Star in the Immortal Prison.
“That’s not right!”
Su Che was puzzled. “According to the treasure map, there should be a giant rock shaped like a ghost’s claw in this void. Why can’t I find it?”
“Could it be that so much time has passed that the ghost-claw rock was destroyed by the demon race or moved elsewhere?” Lao He guessed.

“All the other giant rocks shown on the map are there. Why is it missing just this one?” Su Che frowned.
“The secret of the Immortal Sovereigns’ treasure vault surely can’t have been discovered by some demon lord, right?” Lao He muttered. “I mean, those great Immortal Sovereigns must be acting out of sheer boredom—why would they place their treasure vault in the Origin Demon Realm?”
“They have their reasons; there must be a purpose behind it.”
Su Che didn’t dwell on this matter. His current concern was that the most important coordinate on the map—the Ghost Claw Giant Rock—was missing, making it impossible to determine the location of the Immortal Sovereigns’ treasure vault.
With no other choice, Su Che drifted back and forth in this void for several days, searching meticulously, yet still failed to find the Ghost Claw Giant Rock.
A rock as large as a planet couldn’t disappear without reason; there must be an explanation.
But Su Che was sure that the Immortal Sovereigns’ treasure vault must have been intact hundreds of years ago, because not long ago, the Master of the Dustless Valley had entered it using a token—meaning the vault still existed at that time.
“Could it be that the Master of the Dustless Valley’s visits left traces, which led the demons to discover it?”
That was the only guess Su Che and Lao He could make.
In the void, Su Che remained hidden, floating silently for over ten days, holding onto a sliver of hope that something might turn out differently.
Under such circumstances, there was nothing else to do but wait patiently. There was no better solution—after all, he couldn’t travel across the entire demon realm just to search for that Ghost Claw Giant Rock.
Besides, the Ghost Claw Giant Rock was merely a marker; it wasn’t the treasure vault itself. Even if found, it would likely have moved, making it useless for determining the entrance to the vault—just like trying to find a sword by marking the spot where it fell.
One day, as Su Che grew increasingly disheartened, his eyes suddenly widened…
Buzz…
In the distant void, there was a distortion of light and a rupture in space. Soon after, a Ghost Claw Giant Rock seemed to tear through the sky, slowly emerging from some other dimension.
“The Ghost Claw Giant Rock…”
Su Che realized that the so-called tearing of the sky was just an optical illusion. The real situation was that the rock had been concealed by some force, rendering it completely invisible.
But now, as that concealment force dissipated, it reappeared.
It was similar to lifting a powerful invisibility spell and revealing one’s true form.
“The size of this rock is even larger than ordinary planets. Who would be so silly as to hide it like this?”

The difficulty of this task isn’t much—just set up an invisible array on top of the giant rock, along with a space-folding array. Even if someone flies through it, the presence of the space-folding array will allow them to pass through very naturally, with no awareness at all. Even the masters of array art in the immortal realm can do this, so it’s nothing extraordinary. The key question is: what’s the motive behind doing this? Su Che remained motionless, quietly staring at that ghost claw-shaped giant rock.