So it was really just about the elixirs?!

Then obediently handing over the elixirs, wouldn’t that resolve everything?

Looking at the corpses strewn all over the ground led by a thin, sinister man, these people’s eyes took on a mocking look.

Couldn’t they speak nicely, had to provoke others!

See, in the end, they screwed themselves over and even lost their lives, right?

Seeing those people with a look of relief after a disaster, Yang Yan was also a bit puzzled.

How could they have that... sense of relief and somewhat schadenfreude expression knowing they were going to be robbed?

Could it be that his demands were too low?

"Sir, these are all the elixirs left on us." The burly man held several jade bottles in his hands, walked up to Yang Yan, and handed them over honestly.

"Alright, you can leave now!" Yang Yan carelessly accepted these elixirs and waved his hand to dismiss the gang, not lacking Foundation Establishment peak cultivators, out the door.

The group felt as if pardoned from a death sentence, fearing Yang Yan might suddenly change his mind, didn’t dare to linger, said thanks, and quickly dispersed.

Watching their departing backs, Yang Yan shook his head lightly.

This gang, from the impression, seems to be called the Beast Taming Sect?

Overall, this sect leader is rather sensible.

Forget it, since they gave so many elixirs as a gift, not robbing their beasts!

Yang Yan pondered as he stored away the thirty to forty elixirs obtained from the two robberies and began to carefully observe this place.

Seeing the scattered corpses on the ground, Yang Yan furrowed his brows slightly.

Then, a thought flashed through his mind, and he casually waved out a gust of wind, piling these guys into a heap at the already damaged entrance.

Anyway, it was an unpleasant sight, might as well place it at the entrance as a warning to prevent others from coming in to disturb.

Yang Yan had already roughly browsed through the interior walls of this building before, giving him the first impression of size, secondly emptiness.

This made Yang Yan a bit puzzled about what this place was used for.

No matter what this building is, it’s nothing more than for living or storing items.

But here it’s both large and empty, unlike a general residence, yet bare with not even a place to put things.

If it’s neither for living nor storing items, is it left empty just like that?

"Star Night!"

With a thought, Star Night emerged from the void, silently suspended before Yang Yan.

"Take a look at what’s up with this building!" Yang Yan said softly.

Star Night hummed twice, seemingly responding to Yang Yan’s command.

Swoosh!

Sword aura flashed, and Star Night immediately turned into a beam of sword light, flying outside the door.

Absorbing residual souls within the space spiritual treasure eroded by evil qi before, Yang Yan discovered that as long as he could still sense Star Night, Star Night could act as his eyes, feeding real-time nearby conditions back to his divine sense.

Such ability is not something one can master by simply learning the Sword Control Technique.

The peak of Sword Control Technique at most realizes the control of weapon movement within divine sense’s enveloping range but cannot sense conditions around the weapon.

In contrast, refining a soul artifact truly achieves Man and Sword as One, seamless sensing, and control.

The downside is that a caster can only form such a strong bond with their soul artifact, unable to, like a Sword Master, use a strong divine sense to control all unowned objects within range.

Only an extremely rare genius, known as a prodigy, can master the way of soul artifact refining and achieve extraordinary sword mastery.

Of course, Yang Yan presently focused on the images relayed back from faraway Star Night, stitching them together in his mind.

Eventually, the image in Yang Yan’s mind is that of a tower.

Even just the part Star Night explored already exceeded several hundred feet in height.

Yang Yan’s prior impression of this level’s expansiveness is negligible before the overall height of this structure.

He greatly underestimated the scale of this high tower.

Placed in the present world, this building is a standard skyscraper, grand in scale, magnificent in atmosphere.

Yang Yan couldn’t help but be curious, how could such a grand tower be hidden within this Demon Cave?

Of course, this wasn’t enough to spark much interest.

What truly intrigued him was something at the very top of this tower, seemingly shielding his perception!

Even Star Night was repelled outside, unable to get within an inch.

"Ha, this is interesting."

Yang Yan recalled Star Night, looking intrigued as he looked towards the top of the tower he was in, as if wanting to see through each ceiling to reach the topmost layer.

He was very clear in his heart that the more unknown and forbidden a place is, the more likely there is a great opportunity.

This unknown tower top, he must pay a visit.

This isn’t driven entirely by curiosity and desire but also carries a commitment.

A commitment to those trapped within a spatial spiritual treasure, resisting the erosion of the evil qi, and to those three great powers.

Originally, Yang Yan had no clue about the content of that commitment.

He didn’t even know his current location, where would he have the means to find a spatial spiritual treasure suspected to be out of control due to evil qi erosion?

No way to start.

But just now, Yang Yan suddenly caught a hint.

Since it’s a spatial spiritual treasure, it must have a strong power of space.

And the repulsive force Yang Yan sensed from the tower top during Star Night’s exploration, upon careful discernment, was precisely a kind of power of space.

Connecting to his recent escape from that spatial spiritual treasure, chances are he’s right nearby it.

Yang Yan almost suspecting the tower to be transformed from that spatial spiritual treasure.

But in terms of material, this tower is just an ordinary building, aside from height, there’s nothing special about it.

Hence, the truth surely lies at the most mysterious tower top of this entire high tower!

No matter the situation at the top layer, he would definitely go up to explore.

Even if he really gains nothing, he can look far from a high vantage, making it easier to find people.

However, to step into the void over a hundred feet and break free from the repulsive power of space is somewhat difficult for him, with actual cultivation only at the Foundation Establishment mid-stage.

So, Yang Yan decisively cast his gaze on the Void-Devouring Tiger Spirit still lying on the ground, snoring away.

Then, a divine thought was invoked.

"Hu, why aren’t you getting up, time to work!"

A great roar boomed in the Primordial Spirit’s mind like thunder, making it leap more than ten feet high, and still feeling a lingering fear upon landing.

Seeing Yang Yan standing in front, the Primordial Spirit came to its senses, staring blankly at Yang Yan.

"Hey, I say Hu, haven’t you slept enough? You’ve gained quite a lot from this nap, with strength comparable to Foundation Establishment peak!"

Yang Yan teased the Primordial Spirit jokingly.

"Hmm... about the sleep... Wait, what did you call me? Hu?" the Void-Devouring Tiger Spirit habitually responded.

However, hearing such a casual naming from Yang Yan, it immediately objected, coaxing to change the name.

If this Primordial Spirit remembered its own name, Yang Yan would gladly call it by its real name.

But it had no recollection of anything except generic knowledge about its species, let alone its name.

Listening to the name it gave itself, Yang Yan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.