came to her senses and said."Don't worry, this isn't a magic artifact. It won't emit any aura... Even if we are discovered by monsters, they wouldn't be able to reach us." Fang Yu smiled faintly.Afte..."Now it's yours, you can change its name."

Fang Yu looked at the obvious mark on the flute in his hand.

"A natal artifact is equivalent to a higher level of recognition. Logically speaking... it should be impossible for others to use it." Fang Yu looked at the crazy old man and said, "This is still the immortal king's natal artifact. I couldn't possibly use it, right"

"Don't worry, after I killed that guy, I forcibly removed all the imprints that belonged to him from this artifact. Only the inherent Dao Laws remain fused within it." The old madman said, "Now it's ownerless, you can use it freely."

"Unclaimed state Then what is this mark" Fang Yu asked.

“This mark doesn't represent the Celestial Immortal King, it only represents the Dao laws comprehended by the Celestial Immortal King,” the crazy old man said. “As for how strong these Dao laws are, you’ll discover it when you use this flute. But remember, you can only use it, don't even try to comprehend it, otherwise you'll be asking for trouble and weakening yourself.”

"Good." Fang Yu looked at the so-called Zhuxian Flute in his hand and nodded.

When he looked up again, the old madman before him had become translucent.

"So soon you're leaving" Fang Yu asked.

"I told you, I'm just a mark. Since I've given you everything, I naturally have to dissipate." The old man said.

"Why did you fight the Heavenly Immortal King back then" Fang Yu asked.

"Why There are too many reasons to explain," the old man shook his head and said, "I can tell you this, most of the Immortal Kings you encounter in the future will become your enemies, not your friends. Remember that."

"This is why I... told you the secret to killing the Immortal King."

Between their words, the old man's body dissipated faster, almost disappearing entirely.

"Old man, thank you."

As the old man was about to disappear completely, Fang Yu spoke.

The old man didn't respond, but a smile crept across his face.

"Whoosh!"

After the crazy old man completely disappeared, the aura within the entire valley instantly dissipated.

The beam of light that fell on Fang Yu dissipated, and the white marble tombstone ahead lost its luster, becoming just a gray stone.

Everything returns to peace, to ordinariness.

Only Fang Yu remained the same, standing still.

Had he not possessed a storage ring and a flute in his hand, everything that had transpired before would have felt like a dream, incredibly unreal.

Fang Yu put on the storage ring, held a flute in his hand, and looked up at the tombstone before him.

This tombstone was unmarked, but to him, it wasn't the tomb of a celestial king. Instead, it seemed like a grave erected by an old man driven mad.

Whether the true form of the old madman was still alive, he couldn't be sure.

"I hope there will be a chance to say goodbye again in the future." Fang Yu said to himself.

"Brother Fang."

Han Miao Yi returned to Fang Yu's side.

Seeing the flute in his hand, which glimmered with a faint blue light, his eyes changed slightly.

"This is the most valuable inheritance in the Immortal King's Tomb," Fang Yu said, "called... the Zhuxian Flute."

"Zhu Xian Di..." Han Miaoyi whispered.

"How powerful it is, I'll verify when I have the chance. Now... let's leave here first." Fang Yu looked around, took a deep look at the tombstone, and said.

……

Fāng Yǔ and Hán Miào yī, taking Wú Jiān with them, left the valley.

After they left the valley, a roar came from behind them immediately.

"

Boom...

"

The entire valley collapsed!

But this was only the beginning, the valley crumbled, and with it, everything within the cemetery collapsed!

Fang Yu stopped in the swaying passage.

"Forget it, there's no need to go back the same way. Just let Bebe take us out." Fang Yu said.

"Me, my fellow disciples..." Wuji's face paled as he looked at Fang Yu, pleadingly. "Please, senior, save us...take them all out of here."

"Are you sure your fellow disciples are still alive" Fang Yu asked, frowning.

"They didn't jump into that pool; they were either still waiting by the original one or had already left… If they left, they should be safe. The only worry is if they're still there…" Wuji said.

"Alright, then let's go take a look on the way, Bebe." Fang Yu didn't refuse this request either, he said.

"Woof!"

Bebe jumped out, releasing a ring of marks.

This is the passage leading to the pool of venom.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi took the lead in passing through the mark.

Wuji looked at the circular seal in front of him, his face shocked, then he followed suit and entered it.

"Boom..."

They had just left when the passage they were in collapsed completely.

……

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Fang Yu's group emerged from the circular mark, arriving before the pool of venom.

Then, an extremely pungent smell of blood hit his nostrils immediately.

Ahead, one after another, bodies lay scattered in the passage, each a gruesome sight.

From the tattered garments of these mangled corpses...they were disciples of the Baiyan Sect, the same group of elders and disciples led by Wuji before. you're still not convinced." Fang Yu looked at the tornadoes gathering around him, his eyes narrowed.Thousands of tornadoes, stretching for miles, converged on a single location. The gale force winds...