"I saw it with my own eyes, a cultivator of the Evil Clan with eight immortal palaces died in the ruins."

"The strength of these Humans absolutely couldn’t survive in the ruins; there must be something wrong."

"Unless, someone among them got the relic?"

"Perhaps it’s not someone among them who got the relic’s treasures, but the cultivator who got them must be related to them!"

"So, in the end, the Humans got the treasures of this relic!"

In the distance, while escaping, Linghu Gudu suddenly realized a problem: the cultivators who survived, had all been moved out of the ruins, but the bodies of those who died were still in the relic. Now the relic was in the hands of his third senior brother, meaning that all the treasure from the Heaven and Earth Rings of those cultivators now belonged to the third senior brother.

How many cultivators, how much treasure.

He even suspected, the combined resources of those cultivators were more than the relic’s own resources.

Although a group of cultivators had been moved out of the relic, the relic itself did not disappear.

Within the relic, Xiang Ziyu finally saw the treasures left by Immortal Lord Yin Yang, finally saw how extensive the resources left by Immortal Lord Yin Yang truly were.

Over these years, the disciples of their Hundred Peaks Sect have been venturing everywhere, and the treasury of their Hundred Peaks Sect has been expanding.

Indeed, he didn’t know how many times he’d entered the treasury, considering he spent the longest time adventuring outside and harvested the most; each time he returned, he would place considerable resources into the treasury of their Hundred Peaks Sect.

But now he finds that the resources of Immortal Lord Yin Yang, as a single cultivator, are worth more than those in the resources treasury of their Hundred Peaks Sect! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Immortal Lord Yin Yang is certainly not of the True Immortal Realm, nor even of the ordinary Golden Immortal Realm.

Though Xiang Ziyu had fully understood Immortal Lord Yin Yang’s Way of Yin and Yang, Immortal Lord Yin Yang had left many spells and also the path he had taken; it would do no harm to examine them.

On examining, he discovered a problem.

The path Immortal Lord Yin Yang followed led to a dead end.

Because Immortal Lord Yin Yang believed that Yin Yang Qi could generate all things, but ultimately, Immortal Lord Yin Yang found there was one type of qi that Yin Yang Qi could never condense.

Chaos Qi!

"Indeed, Yin Yang Qi cannot condense into Chaos Qi, for how could Yin Yang Qi return to chaos given the myriad breaths that Chaos Qi generates?"

Xiang Ziyu began pondering within the relic.

Meanwhile, within the Chaos Ruins, Cao Zhen continued cultivating Chaos Qi, discovering that this Chaos Qi wasn’t simply something he could absorb. This Chaos Qi carried with it various evolutions of qi.

How Chaos Qi transforms into Yin Yang Qi, how it evolves into Thunder Qi, how it changes into Fire Qi...

He endlessly experienced this evolution, gradually deepening his understanding of Chaos Qi.

Gradually, the seventh immortal palace emerged behind him; compared to other immortal palaces, this palace was veiled in chaos, rendering it impossible to discern clearly.

The seventh immortal palace, the Chaos Immortal Palace!

In the blink of an eye, another decade passed.

Cao Zhen slowly stood up.

"It’s about time; this Chaos Qi can’t be absorbed anymore in a short period. The harvest this time has been enormous.

Before, though I could release various breaths through Chaos Qi, there were still some gaps. Now, the qi released through Chaos Qi is truly Yin Yang Qi, and flame is indeed genuine flame.

This is true Chaos Qi, and previously, my application of Chaos Qi was too rough.

Chaos Qi can transform endlessly.

It’s time to leave, to see what the outside world is like and what actions the Eternal Assembly is taking now, and how other members are dealing with Human Clan traitors."

Cao Zhen murmured and walked out of the relic.

As he stepped out of the relic, an infinite sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart; at that moment, he felt a serious threat to his life as if simultaneously, multiple breaths firmly locked onto him, each filled with endless killing intent.

In the next moment, silhouettes appeared in his view.

Sky Clan!

Cao Zhen’s brows furrowed sharply; at least twenty Sky Clan figures appeared around him, each possessing terrifying strength, with even the weakest having eight immortal palaces, among them, ten were Peak True Immortal Realm!

These Sky Clan members surrounded him, with boundless killing intent emanating from each.

Not far away, various breaths erupted rapidly, rushing towards his direction.

These Sky Clan knew he was here, waiting all along to kill him!

Cao Zhen had no time to ponder why they knew of his presence; behind him, a nine-thousand-nine-hundred-ninety-nine-zhang-high Immortal Mountain suddenly emerged, with seven enigmatic immortal palaces appearing simultaneously above it; in an instant, his entire aura surged to the peak.

Above his head, the Prosperous Age Picture Record appeared.

Facing twenty masters of the True Immortal Realm here, ten of whom were Peak True Immortal Realm, any methods, be it the Five-thunder Righteous Method, Immortal Slayer Flying Knife, couldn’t severely wound so many True Immortal Realm masters.