Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1403: Descent, Three Thousand Great Worlds!

Chapter 1403: Chapter 1403: Descent, Three Thousand Great Worlds!

Forty-nine days later, disciples of the major Innate Sects completed their training within the "Lotus Pool Secret Realm" and returned to the massive valley where they had previously gathered.

"He... just left like that?"

"Ran off to the Three Thousand Great Worlds all by himself?"

When Dongfang Rushi and Baili Mingyue received Fang Bai’s Space Ring from Gu Yan and heard the words Fang Bai had left behind, they both refused to believe it was true.

After everyone else departed, the two women stayed in the valley for an entire month, waiting, searching for any sign of Fang Bai. Only once no trace of him emerged did they finally resign themselves to despair and leave with heavy hearts.

Months later, Dongfang Rushi and Baili Mingyue arrived together at the Huaxia Sect.

When the sect learned from the two women that Fang Bai had climbed the Heavenly Ladder, a somber and oppressive atmosphere hung over the Huaxia Sect.

Especially for those martial artists who had followed Fang Bai from the mortal realm to the True Martial Realm, a faint sorrow lingered in their hearts.

Still, they understood that Fang Bai had not abandoned them, but had faced an unforeseen and uncontrollable fate, advancing before them into the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

If they wished to follow Fang Bai and pursue greater heights in the Martial Dao, they had no choice but to train diligently, attain the Half-Step Foundation Establishment Realm as quickly as possible, and scale the peak of the Heavenly Ladder.

Thus, after brief mourning and feelings of loss, resentment, and other negative emotions, the members of the Huaxia Sect rallied themselves and entered a state of fervent cultivation.

Over the next five years, the Huaxia Sect rose to prominence at meteoric speed. Innate Experts emerged one after another, and disciples spread across the True Martial Realm, ultimately becoming the most powerful sect in the realm.

Bar none.

Five years later, a new round of battles for the "Heavenly Talents Ranking" commenced.

With Fang Bai’s personal instruction and disciples possessing Innate Spiritual Roots, as well as Hongyan joining forces, they ascended the Heavenly Ladder on Heaven-Reaching Peak, reaching its summit and entering the spatial channel to arrive at the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

......

Pulled into the spatial channel, Fang Bai struggled for a while. But upon realizing his efforts were futile, he resigned himself, closed his eyes, and awaited his fate.

In his heart, Fang Bai felt deep regret.

He regretted stepping onto the final rung of the Heavenly Ladder, which had led to his separation from his companions, loved ones, and confidantes of the Huaxia Sect just as they had reunited.

Still, Fang Bai did not worry about the people of the Huaxia Sect. With Ruoshui Palace and Divine Fire Palace, two Innate Sects, providing support, along with dozens of Innate Experts stationed there, the Huaxia Sect had become an unassailable colossus in the True Martial Realm.

Fang Bai believed that in a few short years, others from the Huaxia Sect would follow in his footsteps, ascend the Heavenly Ladder to its pinnacle, and enter the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

What Fang Bai worried about most at the moment was himself.

Within the spatial channel, Fang Bai was like a lamb awaiting slaughter, completely at the mercy of forces beyond his control. He had no idea where he would be transported.

Fang Bai’s greatest hope was to be sent to a cultivation holy land rich in spiritual energy, where he could build a residence, focus on cultivation, and raise his cultivation level to the Foundation Establishment Realm. Once he possessed the basic ability to protect himself, he could explore the world and seek opportunities in the Martial Dao.

His greatest fear was being sent to a perilous land. If he encountered vicious beasts or deadly predators, given his current cultivation level, he couldn’t fully harness the power of his formidable Spiritual Artifacts, which might plunge him into dire straits.

At the end of the spatial channel, what awaited Fang Bai—was it a smooth path or disaster? Only fate could decide.

Immersed in the dark and void-like spatial channel, it felt as though he had endured countless years. He didn’t know how much time had passed, but a faint light seemed to appear ahead, accompanied by a wisp of spiritual energy unique to the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

"I’m sensing spiritual energy... The Three Thousand Great Worlds—am I finally arriving?"

Fang Bai abruptly opened his eyes, watching as the faint light rapidly expanded before him. Feeling the spiritual energy that differed from the Essence Energy of the True Martial Realm, his mood couldn’t help but surge with excitement.

Years ago, though his soul had remained intact and allowed him to seize and be reborn, he had now returned to the starting point of his previous life. Could he once again achieve glory in the Martial Dao?

Within moments, the immense pulling force dissipated, the surrounding darkness disappeared, and Fang Bai scanned his surroundings to discover he was now in midair, surrounded by an environment brimming with spiritual energy.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Bai’s Qi Sea surged with Chaos Origin Energy circulating at high speed. The countless pores covering his body opened wide, expelling stored Essence Energy within him while frantically absorbing external spiritual energy.

In just moments, Fang Bai completed the transition between his internal Essence Energy and the external spiritual energy.

"Ahh..."

With a slight shift in his mental focus, spiritual energy gathered behind him to form Spirit Energy Wings. Slowly flapping, they gently carried Fang Bai down to the ground.

During his descent, Fang Bai noticed that there were over a dozen others falling from the high heavens just like him.

Those people were all Half-Step Foundation Establishment Experts. Once they landed, their gazes wandered about, showing traces of bewilderment and unease at the unfamiliar world.

"The True Martial Realm is but one of the Three Thousand Minor Worlds. These martial artists are likely just like me, arriving here via the spatial channels of their respective worlds."

Fang Bai studied the dozen or so martial artists who had sequentially landed, pondering inwardly.

From various corners of the Three Thousand Minor Worlds, the dozen martial artists sized each other up before seemingly forming an unspoken pact to gather together.

"Friends, I am Shi Ming from the Chaos Essence Realm. May I ask where you hail from?"

A towering martial artist, with a broad physique that stood almost a zhang tall, briskly approached Fang Bai. After sizing him up and appearing slightly surprised at Fang Bai’s youth, he cupped his fists and asked.

"Ah, I am Fang Bai, from the True Martial Realm."

Fang Bai responded with a smile, thinking that this Shi Ming seemed to be a martial artist with immense physical strength and indomitable power. With fists large as bowls, if he struck, most martial artists of the same realm wouldn’t dare take it head-on.

The two nodded to each other, then proceeded to introduce themselves to the other martial artists as they approached.

Having arrived in a completely unfamiliar place, with no clear direction for their next steps, the dozen martial artists sought mutual acquaintance, partly for camaraderie.

"Since we’ve all come from various worlds and have no kin or friends here, why don’t we travel together? Facing challenges as one makes it easier to handle whatever lies ahead!"

Shi Ming suggested in his coarse, booming voice.

"Brother Shi is right!"

"Indeed!"

"The ancient texts from my world state that in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, Foundation Establishment Experts are as common as dogs. If we Half-Step Foundation Establishment cultivators don’t band together, we’re bound to encounter countless difficulties!"

"United by fate, we must watch out for one another from now on!"

...

As Shi Ming finished speaking, the dozen martial artists quickly voiced their agreement.

"Traveling together... afraid that won’t be possible anymore."

Fang Bai lifted his eyes to gaze toward the northern horizon, murmuring softly.

"Brother Fang, do you mean to reject joining us in traveling?"

Shi Ming, clearly misunderstanding Fang Bai’s intentions, tried to persuade him earnestly, "Think this through carefully. In this unfamiliar world, if you travel alone and encounter trouble, how would you manage?"

"No, that’s not what I meant... Look there."

Fang Bai pointed toward the northern sky as he spoke.

Shi Ming followed Fang Bai’s gesture, his gaze locking onto the distant horizon, where he froze in shock.

The other dozen martial artists also noticed the phenomenon in the sky, their expressions turning equally astonished and speechless.