My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Chapter 568: Chapter 353: The Ice Soul Sect Leader Appears in the Star Realm, War Beacons of Two Worlds Light the Path Home

’If my daughter were still alive, she’d be twenty-five now, wouldn’t she?’ An image of a charming twenty-five-year-old girl surfaced in Luo Feifei’s mother’s mind. She was a little plumper than she had been at fifteen, but she had grown taller, her grace even more otherworldly.

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Meanwhile, on a small planet in a distant Star Realm, perhaps thousands or even tens of thousands of light-years away...

The Ice Soul Sect.

”Sect Leader, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter from the Central Star Realm have arrived at Silver Frost Valley,” a beautiful female cultivator announced respectfully from outside the door.

”Understood. I’ll go at once.” Luo Feifei set down the Sect’s scriptures, rose to her feet, and led several of her most trusted disciples toward Silver Frost Valley.

Silver Frost Valley was blanketed in frost year-round and layered with numerous Illusion Arrays. As a forbidden ground of the Ice Soul Sect, outsiders were not permitted to enter freely.

Years ago, Luo Feifei had leaped into a spatial rift. There, in a small world of molten abyss, she had a fortuitous encounter, enabling her to step into the Saint Tier and awaken the miraculous Space-Time Anchor Superpower.

The Black Mist Star Realm was unstable—dark, cold, and harsh. Spatial rifts frequently formed, and Luo Feifei would use her Divination Technique to determine the risk level on the other side. Whenever she found one with a low risk level, she would cross over, hoping to ”coincidentally” find her way back to Earth.

Unfortunately, despite ”jumping” hundreds of times, she unexpectedly found herself still within the Black Mist Star Realm. In the process, however, she used her Space-Time Anchor to mark coordinates and create a Star Map, managing to chart a small portion of the vast Star Realm.

The Black Mist Star Realm was home to innumerable Exotic Beasts and various naturally formed Demons. Her journey was fraught with peril; she experienced at least thirty life-or-death crises and matured rapidly as a result.

A few years later, she had advanced to Tier Twenty-Six, a Realm higher than even Li Xiang’s. Li Xiang, after all, was in a peaceful environment, whereas Luo Feifei was in an extremely harsh Exotic Realm, constantly cheating death and achieving breakthroughs in countless desperate situations.

When she next encountered a spatial rift and briefly stabilized it with her Space-Time Anchor, she was overjoyed to see a world of birdsong and fragrant flowers on the other side. Believing it was Earth, she dove right in.

As it turned out, it wasn’t. It was a new world.

She soon encountered humans—several women who were in the middle of Cultivation. They were practicing a fragmented version of the Ice Crystal Peach Blossom Spell, which was, to her surprise, the exact same flawed version she had been taught in her past life—a version designed to be ”harvested.”

’What the hell? Don’t tell me that good-for-nothing master of mine was from this world?’ Luo Feifei concealed herself and watched from the shadows. The women’s Cultivation wasn’t very high, only around the Extraordinary Eighth and Ninth Tiers.

The language spoken by the people of this world was somewhat strange. At first, Luo Feifei couldn’t understand most of it, assuming it was an ”alien tongue.” However, she soon realized they were actually speaking a form of Chinese—one that was closer to an ancient, courtly dialect than modern Mandarin.

She disguised herself as a menial disciple and infiltrated the Sect. It didn’t take long for her to master this ”dialect” and communicate seamlessly with the other Sect members.

She had intended to find that master—her enemy from her previous life—and wait for an opportunity to assassinate them, avenging the great betrayal of being ”harvested.” But who would have known that, after a few inquiries, she would learn that this good-for-nothing master had ventured into the Black Mist Star Realm three years prior with a group of Saint Heirs and Saintesses, and had yet to return.

And that good-for-nothing master was the Sect Leader of this very Sect. There was a statue of her inside the great hall at the summit, identical to the woman from her ”Dream Realm.”