CHAPTER 441: SECT TREASURE, BEAST KING’S GREAT CALAMITY

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"Spiritual treasure! A remnant spiritual treasure..!"

"Zhang Tianfeng hid it so well! He actually possesses such a trump card!"

The True Monarchs of the Demonic faction camp all showed deep dread upon sensing the terrifying lethality of the remnant spiritual treasure in slaying Nascent Souls.

Zhang Tianfeng’s strike just now posed a certain threat even to mid-stage Nascent Souls, and the sudden ambush had destroyed the insect-cultivator old woman's physical body.

Several Demonic faction Nascent Souls instinctively avoided him, pulling back to open a distance from Zhang Tianfeng.

Zhang Tieshan gathered up the spoils of war without launching another attack with the remnant spiritual treasure.

Even with the artifact spirit assisting him, using the remnant spiritual treasure consumed a great deal of mana.

If he used it too frequently, it would leave him drained and expose fatal weaknesses.

"Everyone, form a battle array and retreat together."

Sect Master Meng’s heart sank, but he made a prompt decision.

The Demonic faction Nascent Souls present, as if granted amnesty, quickly gathered toward the mid-stage Sect Master Meng.

Forming a defensive array increased their self-protection ability and made it harder for them to be picked off one by one.

The downside was poor mobility and an inability to effectively cover their elite forces below.

This meant that Beast King Valley’s losses in today’s defeat would become even more severe.

Sect Master Meng was helpless.

True Monarchs Guo and the insect-cultivator old woman, both Nascent Souls from affiliated forces, had been successively eliminated.

At the top combat level, Beast King Valley’s camp was now at an absolute disadvantage.

During the defensive retreat, the two berserk quasi-fourth-rank spirit beasts, having been severely injured and exhausted, fell into weakness and were also exterminated.

Fairy Xia, now free, also joined the pursuit.

"Fellow Daoists, if we wish to secure centuries of peace for the Righteous Dao Alliance, follow me Chu and press the attack to eradicate the Demonic Monarchs in one go!"

Chu Tianfeng rallied the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Righteous Dao Alliance, charging at the defensive formation of Beast King Valley’s Nascent Souls.

Thus, the great battle among the clouds formed two major battle circles:

The main battlefield was the group formation battle between the two sides’ Nascent Souls.

On another side, the Beast King Valley Grand Elder and Evergreen True Monarch fought a separate battle, standing apart from the group battle.

To lock down Lan Chang'an, the Grand Elder unleashed all sorts of methods, determined never to let him strike again and kill their early-stage Nascent Souls.

Previously, the Grand Elder had failed to fully guard against Lan Chang'an mainly because he hadn't expected him to still possess a terrifying soul-path killing weapon like the Barbed Arrow.

Now prepared, he would not allow Lan Changqing to repeat the trick.

The Grand Elder felt fortunate that in this final battle of the cultivation war, he had personally come to guard against Lan Changqing.

Lan Chang'an’s Barbed Arrow, combined with Zhang Tieshan’s remnant spiritual treasure, posed real threats even to mid-stage Nascent Souls.

The Grand Elder could protect himself due to his strength.

But Sect Master Meng, also at mid-stage Nascent Soul, might not fare so well if faced with such a combination.

"Grand Elder, please go easy!"

Lan Chang'an, using the Super Puppet Formation, managed to block a round of explosive attacks from the Grand Elder, though it exerted significant pressure and consumed a lot of energy.

"In this battle, killing one Demonic faction Nascent Soul is already enough for me. The overall situation is settled. How about you and I cease fighting?"

Lan Chang'an proactively suggested and offered a truce.

The Grand Elder’s round, plump face twitched slightly, but he remained unmoved, maintaining the pressure.

Lan Chang'an had not just killed a Demonic faction Nascent Soul, there were also three fourth-rank Demon Kings slain.

Before today’s battle even began, Ten Thousand Crane True Monarch and Black Feather had already fallen by his hands.

Fortunately, the recently slain True Monarchs Guo and the insect-cultivator old woman were not Beast King Valley’s core members but from affiliated forces.

As long as their core Nascent Souls survived, Beast King Valley could recover after a century of rest and rebuilding.

...

"Everyone, if we want to break through the Demonic Nascent Souls' defensive formation, we must increase the pressure."

"True Monarch Zhang, later you will launch another attack with the spiritual treasure. Cooperate with me to try and eliminate Beast King Valley’s core Nascent Souls."

Chu Tianfeng transmitted instructions with calm precision.

"Alright!"

Zhang Tianfeng, having recovered most of his mana after a brief respite, agreed confidently.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Nascent Souls of the Righteous Dao Alliance launched a massive joint assault.

The radiance of treasures, divine abilities, and secret techniques covered half the sky, causing a storm of mana to rage across the cloud layer.

At that very moment, Chu Tianfeng and Zhang Tianfeng erupted simultaneously, unleashing their trump cards.

Zhang Tieshan's gaze turned fierce as he poured all his mana into the remnant spiritual treasure.

The pitch-black broken metal rod, its surface etched with profound Dao patterns, burst into dazzling light, arcs of faint red lightning swirling around it, transforming into a colossal metal pillar that reached the heavens.

Boom!

As the remnant spiritual treasure swept forth, invisible shockwaves distorted the void, causing the treasures of those present to tremble inexplicably.

The magical treasures of two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were knocked flying, cracks appearing on their surfaces.

"Slash—!"

Chu Tianfeng’s divine light was sharp, his robes fluttering. Bursting forth with mid-stage Nascent Soul mana, he wielded a strange talisman blade covered in pagoda-like runes.

The blade was pitch-black, inscribed with countless talismans, flowing with ancient pagoda patterns, radiating Buddhist Daoist treasure light.

With a swing, Chu Tianfeng unleashed a river-like stream of Tiangang saber aura.

"Demon-Slaying Tiangang Saber!"

The Nascent Soul cultivators practicing Demonic techniques all felt their mana tremble uncontrollably, a wave of unease sweeping through them.

"The leader of the Xuan Sects, 'Taiyue Sect' is indeed backing you!"

The Grand Elder’s expression darkened in disbelief:

"So, Chu Tianfeng, who once roamed the Central Region and later ascended to mid-stage Nascent Soul thanks to a stroke of fortune, had long been secretly supported by the Ten Xuan Sects!"

In the past, even as a Divination Grandmaster, the Grand Elder couldn’t fully see through the countless secret plans of the Ten Xuan Sects.

Among them, the Seven Stars Temple specialized in astrological divination.

Their sect master, another fourth-rank Divination Grandmaster, surpassed the Grand Elder in skill and was reputedly the best in Great Qing.

It happened in an instant, the terrible auras from the remnant spiritual treasure and the Demon-Slaying Tiangang Saber caused the Demonic faction Nascent Souls defending in formation to pale, their defense immediately broken apart.

Especially the Tiangang saber aura Chu Tianfeng slashed forth—wreathed in pagodas, it crushed everything in its path, completely overpowering Sect Master Meng of Beast King Valley.

The morale of the Righteous Dao Alliance soared, and they unleashed another round of powerful attacks.

Sect Master Meng gritted his teeth with determination and, in desperation, summoned a damaged ancient scroll, illustrated with birds, beasts, plants, rivers, and mountains.

Dao patterns and spiritual lights flickered across the ancient scroll, radiating an aura similar to, and able to rival, the remnant spiritual treasure.

"A pseudo-spiritual treasure, the Mountains and Rivers Scroll!"

Lan Chang'an’s gaze swept over and he couldn't help but be moved.

Boom!

Sect Master Meng unleashed the ancient scroll, shielding the forefront of their formation. A vast broken scene of mountains and rivers appeared in the void, like an invisible spatial vortex absorbing much of the attacks from the remnant spiritual treasure and the Demon-Slaying Saber.

The Demonic faction Nascent Souls on Beast King Valley’s side cheered up, blocking the Righteous Dao Alliance’s most dangerous wave of assault.

"The Beast King Valley’s sect-treasure wasn't completely destroyed? It can still be used in battle?"

Chu Tianfeng looked surprised, a trace of regret flashing across his face.

As a top sect with a legacy of ten thousand years, Beast King Valley had once possessed the pseudo-spiritual treasure, the Mountains and Rivers Scroll, handed down by their founding ancestor.

That ancestor had not originally been a native of Great Qing.

The Mountains and Rivers Scroll wasn’t a battle-type treasure but a functional treasure, mainly used for nurturing spirit beasts and spirit plants.

Even when it was first passed to Beast King Valley, it had already been damaged.

Without fifth-rank materials or a top-tier fourth-rank artifact refiner, it was virtually impossible to fully repair it.

Through the rise and fall of countless years, the Mountains and Rivers Scroll had long since fallen into disrepair. Yet today, it was somehow still barely usable.

Sect Master Meng, retrieving the now dim and broken Mountains and Rivers Scroll, noticed two new cracks appearing on it, and couldn't help but show a heart-wrenching expression.

Several centuries ago, Beast King Valley had secretly taken the Mountains and Rivers Scroll to outer realms to have it repaired just enough to function.

To avoid alerting the Ten Xuan Sects and becoming a target of suppression and schemes, they had never revealed this publicly.

But today, under the Righteous Dao Alliance's fierce assault, they had been forced to bring it out in a desperate attempt at self-preservation.

...

Lan Chang'an observed the situation on the battlefield, and sighed inwardly:

"In the end, Beast King Valley is a top sect of Great Qing, with a legacy spanning ten thousand years and profound foundations. With the strength of the Righteous Dao Alliance alone, it’s impossible to wipe them out in a single battle."

Neither the Demon-Slaying Tiangang Saber nor the pseudo-spiritual treasure Mountains and Rivers Scroll were originally products of the Great Qing human realm.

Lan Chang'an more deeply realized that, in this lifetime, if he wanted to reach a higher realm, achieving the status of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator or even ascending to a Deity Transformation Heavenly Lord, it could not be done within Great Qing alone.

The protection offered by the Mountains and Rivers Scroll made it impossible for Chu Tianfeng and Zhang Tianfeng to further slaughter the Demonic faction Nascent Souls.

Seeing that the opportunity was lost, Chu Tianfeng didn't force the issue.

Instead, he dispatched two heavily injured, relatively weaker Nascent Soul True Monarchs to pursue and slaughter the retreating Demonic faction forces below, expanding their victory.

Those two heavily injured Nascent Souls were Yin Yuanhai and Golden Moon of Proud Moon Palace.

True Monarch Golden Moon, despite her severe wounds, actively volunteered for the task and gladly accepted the mission.

Even heavily injured Nascent Souls, once entering the lower battlefield, would turn it into a one-sided massacre.

The Demonic faction’s Core Formation cultivators and high-grade spirit beasts fled in all directions, trying to minimize their losses.

Fortunately, the Nascent Souls of Beast King Valley had provided some cover during the retreat.

With the vast number of Demonic faction elites, the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs could only kill part of the Core Formation cultivators and third-rank spirit beasts.

As the sun set, blood dyed the earth.

The great final battle of the Righteous Dao Alliance’s war against the Demonic faction was nearing its end.

Beast King Valley, undefeated in the Eastern Region until now, had ended in a crushing defeat.

This result exceeded the expectations of both sides and was likely to influence the entire situation of the vast Eastern Region.

During the retreat, Beast King Valley paid a devastating price.

The morale-shattered Demonic faction army finally withdrew into the territory of Beast King Valley, where they were met by reinforcements.

Using the strongholds and major fortresses of their frontlines, the retreating Demonic faction forces managed to regain some breathing room.

However, the calamity did not end there.

Above the clouds, the battle among the Nascent Souls still raged.

As the defeated side, Beast King Valley would not only have to retreat but would inevitably have to give up some of the territories they had seized from the Righteous Dao Alliance.

Only by surrendering land could they reduce the pressure on their defenses.

Once inside Beast King Valley’s territory, Alliance Leader Chu did not recklessly press forward but appropriately slowed the pace.

While continuing to slaughter the Demonic faction army, he moved steadily and surely, capturing immortal cities and strongholds, reclaiming parts of the land Beast King Valley had seized.

The fight between Lan Chang'an and the Grand Elder had entered a "wasting time" phase, both sides lacked fighting spirit.

The Grand Elder was focused on dealing with the aftermath of defeat, trying to preserve as much surviving strength as possible.

Lan Chang'an, having completed the full illumination of the fifth seal of the Nine Seal Stele, also had no more killing intent.

He was eagerly awaiting the end of the battle to study the changes and potential new functions of the Nine Seal Stele.

At the same time, he also needed to digest the spoils of war taken from True Monarch Cyanwood and further improve his strength.

Entering Beast King Valley’s territory, Lan Chang'an grew more cautious, not pressing the fight with the Grand Elder too tightly.

The Demonic Six Sects were not limited to just Beast King Valley.

Beast King Valley could still receive reinforcements from Unseen Gate, and their rear areas were defended by Nascent Soul cultivators, fortified with various formations and restrictions.

"Don't pursue a cornered enemy too deeply."

"Everyone, rest and stabilize the immortal cities and strongholds we’ve captured…"

Chu Tianfeng, looking fatigued, issued the command.

This great battle had lasted through multiple fierce engagements, causing severe depletion of mana and vitality.

Almost every Nascent Soul cultivator present was wounded, and the Righteous Dao Alliance’s main army below had suffered huge casualties after prolonged fighting.

Lan Chang'an, sensing that it was enough, also slowed down his pursuit.

After the intense fight against the Grand Elder and all the prior battles, even with his evergreen vitality and profound qi meridians, Lan Chang'an felt mental and physical fatigue creeping in.

...

The Grand Elder of Beast King Valley stayed at the very rear, vigilantly keeping an eye on Lan Chang'an, the two maintaining a certain distance.

Until at a certain moment, Sect Master Meng and the Grand Elder exchanged spiritual sense messages, and their expressions changed dramatically as they looked back toward the depths of Beast King Valley.

The Grand Elder could no longer bother with Lan Chang'an, his body erupted with mid-stage Nascent Soul light, streaking toward the inner territories of Beast King Valley.

Sect Master Meng and the other Beast King Valley Nascent Souls also led their elite troops, speeding up their retreat toward their home base.

Huh?

Chu Tianfeng noticed the Beast King Valley camp’s urgency. They even abandoned several territories without fighting.

These lands, honestly, the Righteous Dao Alliance wouldn’t even be able to fully digest in the short term.

"Alliance Leader Chu, has something happened inside Beast King Valley?"

Six Sun True Monarch, sharp-eyed, asked as he watched the hurried and disorderly retreat of the Beast King Valley camp.

Chu Tianfeng fell into deep thought, casting his gaze toward Lan Chang'an.

"Could it be... that hidden minefield has been triggered…?"

Lan Chang'an remained expressionless, secretly activating his Divination Grandmaster-level qi observation technique, staring into the depths behind Beast King Valley.

In an instant, his gaze seemed to penetrate nine layers of heaven, seeing the great gathering of monstrous demonic qi in the rear of Beast King Valley.

"Such strong demonic qi!"

Lan Chang'an’s heart skipped a beat. In his subsequent calculations, he vaguely caught a clue:

"In the rear of Beast King Valley, several fourth-rank demon king auras have suddenly converged, seemingly descending from the sky."

Because Beast King Valley had mobilized for a cultivation war, their home defenses had inevitably been left somewhat empty.

At this time, some of the retreating Demonic Nascent Souls exchanged private messages, a small commotion stirred.

"What! Beast King Valley’s mountain gate is being attacked by several fourth-rank avian kings from the Black Fog Mountain Range?"

True Monarch Fang, an external support Nascent Soul cultivator, finally received the news and was utterly shocked.

How could such a thing happen?

Could it be that the Righteous Dao Alliance had joined forces with the Black Fog Mountain Range to strike at Beast King Valley?

The Grand Elder and Sect Master Meng’s faces grew darker and darker as they received message after message from the rear.

"Senior Uncle Ruan! The few fourth-rank avian kings attacking the mountain gate have varied divine powers, the sect-protecting formation can’t hold them off for long!"

"Even worse, the spirit beasts inside the sect have gone berserk. The sealed Beast King is frantically attacking its own seal!"

Sect Master Meng’s face was ashen as he spoke urgently.

"Not good! The Beast King’s Seal—!"

The Grand Elder’s heart jolted violently, an ominous sense of impending disaster overwhelming him.

He immediately activated his fourth-rank divination art.

At this moment, the dense layers of fog that had obscured fate and heavenly secrets were suddenly swept away, everything becoming clear.

"Forced into battle early… battle beasts unprepared… hunting beasts from the Black Fog Mountain Range…"

The Grand Elder detected the traces of a hidden hand manipulating events from behind the scenes.

"Just the Heavenly Master alone couldn't have concealed it from me like this."

The Grand Elder instinctively turned his head, his gaze landing on Lan Chang'an.

Lan Chang'an showed a puzzled expression, looking bewilderedly at the Demonic faction camp.

The Grand Elder secretly shook his head. He was overthinking it.

Lan Chang'an was a top-tier third-rank Talisman Master and a fourth-rank Puppet Grandmaster, it was impossible for him to be the mastermind behind such intricate schemes.

Most likely, this had been a cooperative effort between the Seven Stars Temple and the Heavenly Master of Fengyuan Kingdom.

"True Monarch Lan, why is Beast King Valley reacting like this?"

Alliance Leader Chu’s eyes flickered as he transmitted a secret message.

He knew that behind Lan Chang'an stood the Heavenly Master of Fengyuan Kingdom, providing strategic support.

When discussing the war plan with Chu Tianfeng, Lan Chang'an had, in order to strengthen persuasion, mentioned the Heavenly Master's involvement.

"Beast King Valley’s backyard is on fire."

Lan Chang'an floated above the clouds, hands behind his back, his tone calm, carrying profound meaning.

"Backyard on fire?"

Chu Tianfeng couldn’t grasp the situation but could not guess the real reason either.

Still, he was certain that Lan Chang'an knew the truth.

At this moment, Evergreen True Monarch, far away seemed shrouded in mist, filled with a mystical aura, making him impossible for Chu Tianfeng to see through.

...

"Seeing the Beast King Valley leaders retreat in such a panic, it seems that the dark mine I buried long ago has produced unexpectedly good results," Lan Chang'an mused inwardly as he observed the situation.

He could roughly calculate the outcome, though the detailed picture was still hard to determine.

Back then, he had deliberately stirred up conflict early and prompted the Righteous Dao Alliance to cut off the beast trading between the Chen and Liang Kingdoms, causing Beast King Valley to suffer shortages in war beast preparations.

During that period, he had also collaborated with the Heavenly Master of Fengyuan Kingdom, leveraging the power of fate to subtly push events, letting Beast King Valley’s beast-hunting teams initially find unexpected success in the Black Fog Mountain Range, leading to reckless expansion.

In fact, the demon kings of the Black Fog Mountain Range had always been wary of Beast King Valley’s nature.

Moreover, Beast King Valley’s rampant hunting and breeding of battle beasts before the war had only intensified hostilities.

Though a fourth-rank Divination Grandmaster couldn’t control future destiny directly, by leveraging small pivotal points in fate, he could trigger conflicts prematurely.

Just like a butterfly's fluttering wings could spark a tsunami, a single small nail could cause an empire’s downfall.

"I really want to see for myself the power of that dark mine exploding," Lan Chang'an thought, his heart filled with curiosity.

He planned to secretly trail after the situation and observe it firsthand.

However, venturing alone deep into Beast King Valley’s territory seemed unwise, there was some risk of being plotted against.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Lan Chang'an turned and transmitted a message to Zhang Tieshan, informing him briefly.

"Alright! This Zhang will take a risk to his life and accompany Fellow Daoist Lan over to have a look."

Zhang Tieshan smiled and stepped into golden flying light, joining up with Lan Chang'an.

Lan Chang'an thought to himself, 'With Zhang Tieshan at my side, even if the top Demonic Sect leader personally showed up, there’s nothing to fear.'

The two of them entered the heartland of Beast King Valley, maintaining a long-distance pursuit.

Along the way, they could see that Beast King Valley's major fortresses and strongholds were almost empty.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, stop!"

Lan Chang'an’s expression suddenly changed, his heart surged with a sense of crisis. His occasionally operating destiny-sensing technique had picked up a dangerous aura.

The degree of threat was no less than the level faced during the demon-sealing battle of the Central Region.

Their escape lights halted above the clouds.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, what’s going on?"

Zhang Tianfeng asked in confusion, looking toward Lan Chang'an. He hadn’t detected anything abnormal.

But at that moment, the remnant spiritual treasure on him trembled slightly.

"Tie Boy! Quick, leave this place now!"

The spiritual treasure's artifact spirit sent a message, full of unease.

"Go!"

Lan Chang'an didn’t hesitate.

Since he had sensed such danger, and it had nothing to do with him, there was no need to meddle and get entangled in unknown karmic consequences.

Although confused, Zhang Tianfeng did not hesitate and immediately followed Lan Chang'an in retreat.

"Senior, just now, what was that?"

After flying several hundred li, until the remnant spiritual treasure had calmed down, Zhang Tieshan couldn’t help but ask.

"A True Spirit! A True Spirit bloodline aura..."

The artifact spirit’s voice was still tinged with lingering fear.

True Spirit bloodline!

Zhang Tieshan’s heart shook violently, this was an existence beyond Heaven-grade bloodlines, linked to legendary beings such as True Dragons, Phoenixes, Kunpengs, and Qilins.

...

Meanwhile, a thousand li away.

The Beast King Valley Grand Elder, who had stayed behind alone, suddenly felt a heart-shuddering sense of danger, his divination techniques detecting ominous signs.

Secretly calculating, he caught a glimpse of a looming calamity.

"Your Excellency is...?"

Before he knew it, floating near the Nine Fiery Heavens ahead, stood a mysterious, towering figure of a foreign race.

That green face resembled a human’s but carried a strange, alien aura.

On his head grew two horn-like protrusions, somewhat dragon-like; his strong arms were covered in dark cyan fine scales, and while his upper body’s silhouette resembled a human’s, his lower body was a sleek serpent tail, like a deep-sea creature hovering in the air.

The Grand Elder turned to look and spoke stiffly.

When he met the indifferent, downward-looking gaze of the green-faced man, a numbing danger sensation climbed up his spine, setting off countless alarm bells.

Even without a mask, he immediately knew this figure’s background, far more terrifying than the rumors.

The faint bloodline aura and hidden magical fluctuations of the "Human-Faced Flood Dragon" made the Grand Elder feel tremendous pressure.

The oppressive force was no less than that of the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator who had once emerged in the Ten Xuan Sects.

"Grand Elder of Beast King Valley, this seat once roamed the human world and heard your name."

The hollow, low voice seemed to come from the abdomen. The green-faced man’s gaze remained indifferent; his lips scarcely moved.

"Fellow Daoist Greenface, could the disturbance at my sect's mountain gate have anything to do with you?"

The Grand Elder asked cautiously:

"I believe there must be some misunderstanding between Beast King Valley and the Black Fog Mountain Range. Surely, behind all this, someone must be manipulating matters..."

"Misunderstanding?"

The green-faced man’s expression carried a trace of mockery.

Beast King Valley had invaded the Eastern Region, choosing a region close to the Black Fog Mountain Range to take root, their covetousness toward the mountain’s spirit beast resources was evident long ago.

This hastily started cultivation war had merely accelerated the inevitable conflict.

Perhaps because he had remained too low-profile for too many years, the long-standing deterrent of his legend had faded.

Or maybe, because the sects of the Central Region did not border the Black Fog Mountain Range, their forces didn't treat the legends of the deep mountains with due fear, unlike those of the Eastern Region.

"Fellow Daoist Greenface, what must this old man do for you to spare Beast King Valley?"

The Grand Elder took a deep breath and steadied himself.

He understood clearly now, this disaster was not only the sect’s calamity but also his personal catastrophe.

"This seat’s hands have been itching lately. As this Demonic Sect’s leader, let’s see how many moves you can withstand from me…"

The green-faced man revealed a strange smile. Green wave-like scale patterns rippled from his body as terrifying spiritual pressure erupted, surpassing even the Grand Elder’s peak mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation.

Whoosh!

His figure blurred and vanished completely from the Grand Elder’s senses.

"Not good—!"

The Grand Elder’s heart seized in terror, realizing the opponent’s flying speed nearly matched that of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

Boom!

Just as he tried to circulate mana and activate his Heavenly Silkworm Treasure Robe, it was as if ten thousand mountains crashed down from behind him. His ears roared with explosions, and his qi and blood surged chaotically.

...

Some distance away, Lan Chang'an faintly sensed a disturbance.

He activated his qi observation technique and glanced back, inwardly startled.

"Never mind. Anyway, it’s Beast King Valley’s bad luck, not mine."

Lan Chang'an shook his head and, together with Zhang Tianfeng, accelerated toward the immortal city stronghold they had occupied.

Using "restoring mana" as an excuse, Lan Chang'an found a quiet cultivation room in the stronghold.

He sat cross-legged, regulating his breathing, and closed his eyes, his consciousness diving into the depths of his mind to the Nine Seal Stele.

The fifth seal of the Nine Seal Stele was now fully lit, flowing with pure crystalline white light and emitting a fluctuation of reincarnation power.

When Lan Chang'an’s consciousness touched the fifth seal’s frame, he received a vague, abstract feedback—gaining some conceptual information.

When he had devoured a Nascent Soul and lit up the fourth seal in the past, he had uncovered three methods to actively trigger reincarnation.

Now, from the fifth seal’s frame, new conceptual information emerged.

After receiving it, Lan Chang'an couldn’t help but show a trace of joy.