Three days passed after the Grand Assembly, and though the interaction between Immortal Blood Asura and the Karmic Emperor only took place roughly a week in the future, this was the time it took for a certain group of 50 to reach the bounds of Prismatic Sun Holy Land.

They occupied a starship in the shape of a large boat, ornately decorated in the fashion of this peculiar Holy Land.

It was currently stopped in the depths of the starry sky, seemingly in an area void of much life.

“From here, we will directly teleport to the gates of the sect. Be mindful of your movements until everyone has arrived, and do not leave the bounds of the teleportation gate until you are granted passage by the disciples on the other side. Failure to abide by these rules will result in death, please remember that.”

The Head Elder, a middle-aged woman with an imposing gait, addressed the genius group, giving them a stern warning as she handed them guest plaques.

“With these in your possession, you will not face any trouble in the sect as long as you do not cause trouble. Be sure not to lose them.”

With those final words, she activated a circular teleportation array within the starship. One by one, the geniuses disappeared until finally, the entire starship vanished from the starry sky.

Damien looked around curiously as he emerged from the folds of space, ignoring the queasy geniuses around him and instead focusing on the array that brought them to the Holy Land.

‘As expected of a Holy Land, this array is spectacular. What was that, around a hundred million kilometers?’

As it turned out, Prismatic Sun Holy Land was located in Soul World.

‘It makes sense. Even if they aren’t from the Spirit Race, their techniques lean towards the ethereal and illusory. Soul World has the best environment for them.’

By the time he finished his thought, the Holy Land Elders also arrived in the teleportation gate, the final ones to do so.

With their arrival as a cue, the stone doors to the circular area they were in opened, revealing them to the bright sunlight outside.

Hisss!

Several sharp inhales filled the space. Along with their sight, their awareness was also freed from the room’s confines. When they scanned the outside area, they realized…

…they couldn’t sense anything at all!

Prismatic Sun Holy Land was located on a world of its own, and those with better perception could view large plots of it, but none of it had any life, let alone something like a sect!

Damien smirked seeing their reactions and turned to his wives to gauge their reactions.

‘As expected, they can see it.’

The entire world quite literally was the sect. There was no unoccupied space. Every corner had disciples wandering about utilizing various facilities, and even the natural forests and beast-ruled areas were regulated by the sect for training purposes.

It was beautiful, not just the harmonious atmosphere that enveloped the place, but also the scenery itself.

Rivers of crystal clear water that flowed through the lands and skies, mystical mountain ranges that stretched into the heavens with their height, exotic rainforests and natural ecosystems that were rare to find on such mana-laden worlds, it was wondrous how all these different things could coexist within the bounds of a single world.

Pandora smiled at the crowd of geniuses and snapped her fingers, pulling them out of their dazes.

“Welcome…” she started excitedly.

“…to our Prismatic Sun Holy Land!”

She threw a firework of mana into the air, causing the guest plaques to light up in splendor. Streams of mana surrounded the genouses’ bodies and suddenly, they were also revealed to the beauty of the Holy Land that was lost to them before.

Yet, unlike Damien and some others, they didn’t have the time to digest every sight they wanted to behold. This Holy Land, despite allowing their entrance now, was still an extremely private entity.

What they showed was only what they wanted people to see. There was no doubt that the genuine secrets of the sect were still deeply hidden from them.

After all, the scenery was beautiful, but it was only what was expected of an influence at their level!

The Head Elder and Pandora ushered the group forward into the sect’s grounds after a bit, leading them along a dainty paved path that led to a hall with a relatively average appearance.

The group took the places assigned to them and began enjoying the provided refreshments and chatting amongst each other about both the recent past and their guesses for the purpose of the current visit.

Some even attempted to take out recording artifacts to show their peers the sights of this hidden sect, but each of these artifacts malfunctioned and broke without fail.

Damien, on the other hand, was left alone with his women, Su Ren, and Long Chen. The rest didn’t approach them due to the newfound status of those at the table, and Xue Fang…

In the end, Damien and his master were the ones who exterminated his family. He wasn’t on bad terms with Damien due to his friendship with Long Chen, but that didn’t mean he wanted to interact often.

He instead took the role of ambassador and conversed with the remaining geniuses, setting up relationships for their Human Domain to utilize in the future.

Nevertheless, the jovial atmosphere around their table was strong. Su Ren was new to the group, but as he had a personality similar to Long Chen, he didn’t feel excluded around them.

He could only watch with a smile as Damien goaded Long Chen, wondering if he would’ve also received that treatment if he was a bit weaker.

This continued for roughly half an hour before some Prismatic Sun geniuses also joined in, chatting amongst outsiders for the first time in some of their lives.

Damien enjoyed this light-hearted moment to its fullest.

‘I got to spend another few days with those three on the way over, and now we’re getting to relax like this? It looks like something fun is going to happen soon.’

There was no such pleasure that wasn’t followed by a new adventure, this was something Damien learned over time.

He could smell its scent brewing, and he could feel its presence drawing nearer.

After a full hour passed, he caught several elders accompanying a stern-looking middle-aged man to the reception hall.

‘With his strength, he should be the Vice Master. Then…’

Before Damien could have a stray thought, a voice resounded in his head.

“Come, child. It is time for us to speak.”

Wisps of mana rose from under his seat, causing him to smile wryly.

He couldn’t offer a single word of complaint before his body was enveloped in a swirling vortex of rainbow light and transported elsewhere.

Rose, Ruyue, and Elena all stood up immediately, flaring their auras.

Long Chen gripped his sword handle with cold eyes, ready for combat.

“Calm down,” Su Ren said hurriedly, standing up and corralling their auras with his own.

“Calm down? You expect us to be calm when our person was kidnapped?” Long Chen growled, becoming the voice of their group.

He had to make sure the three women didn’t speak, lest they use some distinctive words they’d learned from Damien and escalate the situation.

Su Ren sighed, thanking Long Chen with his eyes, and continued.

“That light–”

“–belongs to our Holy Master. There is no need to worry about your friend’s safety. Our master quite favors that young man.”

The one who interrupted was the Prismatic Sun Vice Master, Darrius Hearth, who just arrived in the hall.

The three women frowned.

If it was the Holy Master, the summon couldn’t be rejected, only…

If such a woman had eyes on their husband, it couldn’t mean anything good!