hunder pillar. The silver glow on its body suddenly dimmed.For some reason, Lei Zhu rushed toward the empty space before him.The humming sound abruptly ceased, and in its place, the lightning bolt tra..."The losses Cang Hong suffered under Ye Lao Mo's hands might be more serious than we imagine. I even suspect he once took the Ku Yuan Dan..."

Feixu out of the sky, Jingyu turned back and glanced down, suddenly said.

“Why do you say that” Qin Sang asked.

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Jīngyǔ also guessed, "If it wasn't for a compelling reason, why would Cáng Hóng risk everything and cling to this place His appearance suggests he views that piece of Yúanxū shard as a lifeline. Of course, he might also know something."

"The top powerhouses of the previous generation, one after another, have retired..."

Qin Sang nodded thoughtfully.

It's not Ye Lao Mo.

The Red-Haired Patriarch and Heavenly Venerable Tianzheng have both fallen.

A powerful Immortal ascended forcefully, his life and death unknown.

After returning from the Purple Micro Palace, the Demon King Tongyou and the Feather King successively announced their seclusion, and there has been no news of them for a long time.

The Illusory Demon Lord and the Crimson-Haired Ancestor rose almost simultaneously. Until the Crimson-Haired Ancestor's demise, they remained rivals with the former always prevailing. It is said that the Feather King gained much in the Purple Micro Palace, but whether he can break through to the later stage of transformation remains unknown.

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After returning to Qingyangguan and staying there for a few days, the two set off again and arrived at Xuankang Pass.

The Snake King and the Yao Wang of the Trapping Machine are waiting for them.

And also Bing Han and Xiang Qing, who were invited by Qin Sang.

Over the past few decades, the Ziwei Palace's ascension has gradually stabilized the ancient fairy battlefield. After receiving some news from other fellow cultivators, Qin Sang decided to take a look with his own eyes.

Binghan and others, coincidentally with Qin Sang, received the invitation without hesitation.

> The ossuary is on the city wall.

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Six people looked up toward the outside.

It was during the most intense surge of spiritual power, when a tempest raged across heaven and earth. Though it was high noon, an oppressive gloom hung over everything.

Boom! Boom!

The city-protecting great formation was struck by the storm.

A massive formation stood guard at Xanklang Pass, its barrier holding back the storm.

The guards sat behind the barrier, exerting themselves to channel their spiritual energy and support the light shield. Once a guard’s strength waned, they would be immediately replaced. Teams of Xuan Skull Pass guards shuttled back and forth in a hurried but orderly manner.

It may seem arduous, but it also benefits them. This is the process of refining inner spiritual energy.

As the tide turned, several hours later, the power of the storm noticeably weakened. The pressure on the city's protective barrier lessened, and the guards seized the opportunity to rest in between shifts.

Qin Sang and others seized the opportunity to flee the city.

The storm outside posed no threat to them, and everyone seemed relaxed.

More than half a century has passed.

Qin Sang entered the ancient fairy battlefield for the first time. After careful observation, he found that it was completely different from before. Recalling his first time entering the ancient fairy battlefield, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

Everyone raced relentlessly, surging through the storm.

Their target was the location where the original Ziwu Palace stood.

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It should be here...

Jing Yu looked around, his voice a bit hesitant.

Here, drastic changes have taken place, leaving no trace of the past.

The storm had vanished without a trace, and now not even a wisp of cloud could be seen. The space was more stable than it had been when they last left.

Through space rifts and storms, one could faintly see the scene ahead in the distance.

The ground sank, forming a large pit of unknown depth and width.

Bing Han came over a few times in the middle, nodded, and pointed there: "We could only see this after the space here stabilized. The deep pit is the source of the wind and cloud vortex. We speculate that it was caused by an extraterrestrial fairy palace falling here back then..."

Qin Sang stepped forward a few steps and stared for a long while.

"One has to go inside and see for oneself whether the fairy palace came from beyond the realms or was originally built here..."

Qin Sang looked at Bing Han, "Please lead the way, Daoist friend."

Bing Han nodded, summoning her protective treasure and flying forward first. Qin Sang and Jing Yu protected Bing Han on her left and right, while the Snake King and his followers followed behind.

Carefully moving between space cracks, he arrived at the edge of the deep pit.

Bending down, I saw nothing but darkness.

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"There should be quite a few fellow cultivators who have come here, right Has anyone found a secret realm or something similar here Or even damaged ancient prohibitions, which could offer some clues"

Before, Jingyu was busy consolidating his cultivation and training the fat chicken, so he didn't have time to come over.

Bing Han hummed in response, "Lu Daoyou once explored the deep pit three times and supposedly found something unusual."

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As she spoke, Bing Han looked at Qin Sang.

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Qin Sang and Lu Buyuan had a good friendship. Before coming, he asked him, "Lu Daoyou did find something, suspected to be an ancient cultivator's ruin, underneath. Unfortunately, the damage was too severe, and Lu Daoyou found nothing. But it wouldn't hurt to take a look."

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All the people readily followed suit.

Still led by Bing Han, they continued to descend.

The further forward we walked, the more chaotic it became, and it was almost impossible to take a step.

Luckily, there were Tainu butterflies to help them save a lot of time.

Having walked for a long distance, we are still far from reaching the deepest part.

Qin Sang found the mark Lu Buyuan had mentioned, replaced Bing Han, changed direction, and walked to the right for a while, seeing a broken black stone.

The Black Stone seemed to be the base of something, struck by a tremendous force, resulting in several startling cracks.

Qin Sang looked at it for a while and figured out that it was a type of formation. He followed the traces and found several more ruins nearby.

They speculate that this was once an ancient palace, but now not a single tile can be found, leaving only these remains.

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"Though the remnants of the formation remain to this day and its power is certainly not weak, it's far from comparable to the Purple Microcosm Palace..."

The Serpent King shook his head repeatedly.

Even the weakest formation restriction could reveal that the two were not on the same level.

Qin Sang looked more carefully.

With his superficial understanding, he could basically determine that there was no connection between here and the Purple Micro Palace.

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"Qin Daoist, what are you thinking about"

Qin Sang pondered for too long. Jing Yu noticed something was amiss and sent a voice transmission to inquire.

"It's nothing! There's nothing to see here. Go somewhere else and look around, you might get lucky and find an ancient treasure, that would be worth the trip," Qin Sang shook his head and suggested.

Everyone followed suit and continued to delve deeper.

This is a test.

Qin Sang walked, distractedly looking inward at his Purple Mansion Yuanshen.

As the yin and yang seal dissipated, the primordial spirit surfaced. A faint yellow light emanated from the jade Buddha.

Qin Sang fell into deep thought.

After Purple Micro Palace ascended, he had been pondering a question in his mind ever since, and this time he came to confirm it.

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As expected, the Ziwu Palace should be an extraterrestrial fairy palace that fell here. It originally did not belong to this place.

Not to mention the mysterious origins of Bai and Gu Mo.

This realm, like the Purple Micro Palace, is also from elsewhere.

In the past, although the intervals between each appearance of Ziweigong were not fixed, the fluctuation range was not very large.

...after his arrival...

To be more precise, it was the Jade Buddha who brought himself here.

The Purple Palace is born far ahead of schedule each time, as if summoned by something. In just two hundred years, it has been born three times and finally ascended!

Could it be a coincidence

Qin Sang stared at the Buddha's light on Yuanshen's surface, a mysterious jade Buddha flashed in her mind, and she silently asked herself.

"What role are you playing"

>souls, the two exchanged a glance. Then, with a flick of his hand, Bai restrained the souls with ghostly mist, allowing Qin Sang to focus on absorbing the soul energy from them.Qin Sang silently urged...