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Time flew by swiftly amidst the peaceful and stable development.

Unknowingly, a full one hundred and fifty years had passed. During this century and a half, the entire Shenwu World underwent tremendous changes.

Hurricane Ocean.

Due to the existence of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, hurricanes raged year-round above the Hurricane Ocean, especially near the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, where terrifying energy storms crisscrossed the sky and earth, resembling an apocalyptic scene from afar, extremely awe-inspiring.

Basalt cultivators without sufficient strength didn't even have the qualification to approach this place.

However.

At this moment.

In the vast sky above the ocean, two small palaces were suspended amidst the storm.

One of these palaces glowed with a moon-white light, resembling a celestial palace in the moon, while the other was a brilliant crimson, like a fiery sunset, both shrouded in thick energy shields, appearing from afar like legendary celestial palaces.

These two palaces were the traveling palaces of the emperors of the Immortal and Demon Dynasties.

The moon-white one was the Immortal Emperor's traveling palace, named "Moonlight Palace," and the crimson one was the Demon Emperor's traveling palace, named "Blazing Sun Palace."

Despite the violent energy storms, they stood as steady as a rock, as if completely indifferent to the surrounding violent energies.

Clearly, the defenses of these two palaces were extremely formidable; otherwise, they couldn't possibly remain so unaffected.

These two traveling palaces had been stationed near the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss for over a century.

The reason was simple.

The Immortal Emperor and the Demon Emperor had been jointly exploring the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss for years, with Enlightenment Immortal Monarch and Di Xiu Immortal Monarch accompanying them as escorts, to prevent any danger during their exploration.

These two palaces served as their temporary resting places.

As for Elder Tianji, after imparting a wealth of knowledge to Wang Ningxi, he fell into slumber once more.

He had no choice; his soul's lifespan was running low, and only by putting his soul into dormancy could he reduce the loss of his "true spirit" and "extend" his soul's lifespan.

The internal environment of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss was complex and harsh, with massive spatial storms raging at all times, forming countless "blades of space." Basalt cultivators with slightly inferior strength would be shredded upon approaching.

Moreover, the interior was randomly scattered with various spatial traps, fissures, and other unknown dangers.

Despite the combined efforts of the four True Immortal Realm powerhouses over the years, they could only explore during the energy tide's ebb, and even now, they had barely mapped out three or four-tenths of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, excluding the core area of the initial explosion.

There was no way around it; the spatial storm around the core area was simply too terrifying.

Even when Immortal Emperor Mu Yun and Wang Zongkun, both in the mid-stage True Immortal Realm, attempted to approach together, they were forced to retreat after lingering on the outskirts for a while. It was too dangerous inside.

Fortunately, even if they couldn't delve deep, the Wang's Clan still had some unique methods to collect various treasures left in the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss.

At this moment.

Taking advantage of another cycle of the spatial storm tide's ebb, several True Immortal Realm powerhouses once again embarked on an exploration of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss.

One-third into the interior of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss.

Immortal Emperor Mu Yun and the Red Abyss Demon Emperor joined forces to create a barrier, shielding themselves from the terrifying spatial storm and flying debris.

Within this "quiet harbor," Wang Fugui, Wang Anye, Yu Kun, and Wang Zongkun, along with two celestial beasts, gathered together.

A hundred and fifty years had passed, yet Zongkun's appearance remained that of a chubby, plump child, showing almost no change, though his strength had advanced to the tenth tier.

Wang Fugui and Wang Anye were no different.

Both had bloodline qualifications reaching the "Heavenly Son B-grade," allowing them to cultivate at an astonishing speed. Over the century and a half, Wang Fugui's cultivation soared like a rocket, reaching the third layer of the Divine Realm, while Wang Anye had advanced to the mid-stage of the Divine Realm.

Even if Ji Wuchen were to be resurrected, he would still lose to Wang Anye in comparison.

With such strength, they were already notable figures in the entire Shenwu World. Due to their powerful bloodline qualifications, even in actual combat, they could rival early-stage Lingxu Realm powerhouses.

This was why they could participate in an exploration originally meant for four True Immortal Realm powerhouses.

At this moment, Wang Fugui and Wang Anye had already summoned their respective life-bound spirit plants.

Meanwhile, Yu Kun and Wang Zongkun stood guard.

The Immortal Kun clan were natural space celestial beasts, with profound spatial mastery. Wang Zongkun, possessing the Immortal Kun Pearl, could carry Fugui and Anye away through space in case of crisis.

In the center of the two humans and two celestial beasts, Wang Fugui's life-bound spirit plant, the Seven-Colored Glazed Treasure Tree, also known as "Wang Bao Cai," was stretching its body, shimmering with five-colored light, diligently producing treasure fruits.

Beside it, the "Tree of Fortune," Wang Bao Fu, was leisurely spreading its branches, exhaling strands of red auspicious energy with each breath of its leaves, filling the entire tranquil space.

Under the red auspicious energy's embrace, the fortune within this small space seemed to be maximized.

After a century and a half of growth, Wang Anye's life-bound spirit tree, the "Tree of Fortune," Wang Bao Fu, had transformed from its former frailty to become robust and lush, its long leaves a rich, vibrant green, appearing exceptionally healthy.

Its tier had also reached the tenth level under Wang Anye's meticulous cultivation over the years.

With Wang Bao Fu's fortune blessing, the fruits on the Seven-Colored Glazed Treasure Tree gradually grew from the size of a fingernail.

As each treasure fruit matured and fell to the ground, various treasures were revealed.

Wang Fugui casually picked up the first treasure, a hint of joy on his face: "A damaged Dao artifact of the blade type."

No matter what, Dao artifacts were precious treasures, even if damaged.

After years of study, the forty-seventh uncle's artifact refining skills had become quite formidable. Although he and the Hundred Refinements True Monarch still lacked the finesse to craft Dao artifacts from scratch, they had no major issues repairing them, albeit requiring some resources.

Moreover, such damaged Dao artifacts could be smelted to extract core materials, which could then be used to upgrade blade-type Divine Spirit Artifacts to Dao artifacts.

Of course, upgrading was no easier than crafting a new Dao artifact.

A complete Dao artifact was worth at least dozens of top-grade spiritual stones, and some could sell for one or two Immortal Spirit Stones, equivalent to tens or hundreds of billions of Gan gold.

It's worth noting that the current Great Gan, though much wealthier than before, with significantly increased tax revenue, still only had an annual national tax of around one hundred fifty or sixty billion Gan gold.

Just as he finished examining the first item, the second fruit burst open, and Wang Fugui captured it mid-air.

This time, he was even more pleasantly surprised: "Lucky, it's a spatial crystal."

This spatial crystal was about the size of a fist, nearly completely transparent, but when held against the light, it refracted a spectrum of colors.

Moreover, it was quite heavy, weighing around twenty to thirty pounds.

The price of spatial crystals was high, even ordinary ones like this were worth at least one top-grade spiritual stone per pound, making this piece worth twenty to thirty top-grade spiritual stones.

These crystals had a wide range of uses, from constructing spatial formations, storage spaces, and personal spaces, to crafting high-quality storage rings. This piece, if refined with some other materials, could already be used to craft a Dao artifact-level storage ring.

Of course, it could also be used to upgrade existing Divine Spirit Artifact-level storage rings.

Additionally, this spatial crystal could be fed to Wang Zongshi, who loved consuming spatial crystals, as it would accelerate the development of his internal world.

However, these were just ordinary spatial crystals, insufficient for repairing the "Great Teleportation Array Disk." Over the years, they had acquired very few high-grade spatial crystals from the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, far from enough to support the repair project.

Thus, the Wang's Clan was still unable to open a spatial channel to other worlds.

As time passed, Wang Bao Cai's fruits continued to mature and fall, and Wang Fugui and Wang Anye opened them one by one like blind boxes.

"A damaged Divine Spirit Artifact?" Wang Anye opened a piece of junk.

"Uh..." Wang Fugui couldn't help but laugh, "Grandfather, you managed to open junk too? I can hardly believe it."

Such damaged Divine Spirit Artifacts were mostly worth less than a single top-grade spiritual stone.

Now that Wang Bao Cai had reached the tenth tier, its treasure-gathering ability and influence were quite formidable. Even with the Tree of Fortune's blessing, it was rare for Wang Fugui to open something of such low value.

"Is there still no news from Mengyu and Zhaoyu's bellies?" Wang Anye immediately countered, "I can hardly believe you've been so lax, leaving the 'Bao' generation of the direct line hanging."

"Grandfather... it's not that I'm not trying," Wang Fugui said with a bitter face, "Our bloodline awakening levels are too high. As everyone knows, the higher the bloodline, the harder it is to reproduce."

"I don't mind, but your Ancestor Grandfather is not easy to appease," Wang Anye laughed, "I've heard that Great-grandfather has already lost his temper several times, threatening that if there's no news within ten years, he'll have you three confined until you produce a direct heir."

Wang Fugui looked helpless.

It's not that he was lax in the task of creating heirs, but he wasn't overly proactive either, somewhat going with the flow. Mainly because they were still young.

Wang Fugui was just over two hundred years old.

At such an age, even in the Holy Domain, let alone the Immortal Dynasty, among young people with high talent and bloodline, two hundred was still considered young, with many not yet married.

"I know you're worried about losing your freedom too soon after having children. But don't worry, just have a couple for Great-grandfather to take care of, and then you can go with the flow. After all, he enjoys taking care of kids," Wang Anye continued to urge.

"Understood, Grandfather, I'll discuss it with Chuan Nan and Zhaoyu when I return," Wang Fugui sighed inwardly.

This time, it seemed he couldn't escape. Ancestor Grandfather tolerated many things, but not laxity in producing heirs.

After a pause, Wang Fugui seemed a bit unwilling, "By the way, Grandfather, you're still quite young too, right? How about you set an example when you return? Make Ancestor Grandfather happy first~"

"You brat~" Wang Anye scolded awkwardly, "Don't drag me into this. Besides, even if I have more children, they're still from the secondary line. Your Ancestor Grandfather is focused on you continuing the direct line. Oh? This is a high-grade spatial crystal, though it's a bit small, just over two pounds, but it's a step closer to repairing the Great Teleportation Array Disk."

"Oh? Today's luck is good."

Just after opening a high-grade spatial crystal, the next moment, Wang Anye found himself holding a palm-sized military shield.

The shield was covered in scars, with its spirit artifact already dissipated, but from the power and aura it occasionally emitted, it was a half-Immortal Artifact-level military shield.

"This treasure should be a half-Immortal Artifact, though it's heavily damaged," Wang Anye said, wiping the mottled scars on the shield, feeling a bit emotional, "To be this broken, it shows how perilous and thrilling the final battle between the Holy Emperor and the Demon Realm was."

"This half-Immortal Artifact is already in a broken state, with no spirit artifact," Wang Fugui was also quite pleased, "The forty-seventh uncle probably can't repair it, but if used as raw material for Ancestor Grandfather to upgrade his existing shield, it might appease his anger a bit."

Everyone in the family knew Ancestor Grandfather had a penchant for collecting shields.

Due to his rapid advancement, some of his original Divine Spirit Artifact-level shields couldn't keep up, and he was planning to upgrade them.

"Even if it appeases his anger, it's only temporary. Ultimately, the responsibility falls on you to truly calm Great-grandfather," Wang Anye said as he put away the damaged half-Immortal shield.

Uh... Grandfather, could you not bring this up?

Fine, I'll have children when I return this time.

Sigh, the task of continuing the family line is too heavy~~

One fruit after another was opened, and the grandfather-grandson duo of Anye and Fugui continued to collect the "trash" from the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss.

Most of the time, they merely glanced at the items before storing them away, as treasures like damaged Dao artifacts were rare.

Wang Bao Cai's tier was ultimately a bit low, and even with the Tree of Fortune, Wang Bao Fu, blessing their fortune, the odds of opening a "celestial artifact" were still too low.

At least, up to now, they hadn't opened a celestial artifact, not even a celestial artifact remnant.

Yet even so.

Immortal Emperor Mu Yun and the Red Abyss Demon Emperor, who bore the brunt of the damage, were already quite pleased.

This round of blind box opening yielded a total of thirty-eight pieces of "trash," with the least valuable worth about one top-grade spiritual stone, and the most valuable being the damaged half-Immortal Artifact military shield, estimated at one Immortal Spirit Stone.

This treasure hunting operation's total estimated value was eight Immortal Spirit Stones and forty-seven top-grade spiritual stones.

According to the distribution principle of spoils, Immortal Emperor Mu Yun, in the mid-stage True Immortal Realm, could take 1.6%, the Red Abyss Demon Emperor 1.4%, and the Enlightenment and Di Xiu Immortal Monarchs each 1%, totaling five percent.

The remaining fifty percent belonged to the Wang's Clan.

This scavenging plan was led by the Wang's Clan, with Wang Fugui and Wang Anye at its core. Without them, even if the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor were willing to set aside their differences and team up to scavenge the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, they would never have achieved such a harvest.

"Anye, Fugui," Immortal Emperor Mu Yun waved her wide sleeve, stirring a massive shield to block the spatial storm, her tone slightly excited, "There's still plenty of time in this tidal spatial storm's ebb period, let's move to the second scavenging point for another round."

The Immortal Emperor was naturally pleased. Though she exerted considerable effort, the rewards were substantial.

This round alone, she could expect to gain about one Immortal Spirit Stone and thirty-five top-grade spiritual stones. If they managed two more rounds, she might earn four or five Immortal Spirit Stones this time.

Even for Immortal Emperor Mu Yun, this was a significant fortune. The most crucial point was that this tidal spatial storm's ebb period occurred roughly every three years.

This meant that Immortal Emperor Mu Yun could earn one or two Immortal Spirit Stones annually just by scavenging, amounting to one or two hundred Immortal Spirit Stones over a century!

The most important aspect was that this reference price list was pieced together from information extracted bit by bit from Sima Wuyou and supplemented by Yu Kun.

According to reports, even celestial artifacts could be bought and sold in the Holy Domain, with prices ranging from ten to ninety Immortal Spirit Stones depending on quality.

Some super-grade pills, which were already out of production in the Shenwu World, could be purchased for just a few Immortal Spirit Stones.

It's evident how valuable one or two hundred Immortal Spirit Stones are.

This was undoubtedly a path to wealth.

If possible, she wanted to keep scavenging here indefinitely. If she had to set a time limit, she would be willing to scavenge for a lifetime.

Save up some money, and when the spatial channel to the Holy Domain opens, she could go there and happily shop, enriching the Han Yue Immortal Dynasty's foundation.

The desire to earn money wasn't limited to Immortal Emperor Mu Yun.

Everyone responded enthusiastically, taking advantage of the ebb period to quickly relocate and begin the second wave of scavenging.

Perhaps Wang Bao Cai had grown since the last time, or maybe this scavenging site was deeper, with better resources, or there were other factors.

In any case, this wave yielded forty-one pieces of trash treasures, with a total value exceeding ten Immortal Spirit Stones.

Naturally, this encouraged the next wave of scavenging.

The third wave also had good luck, with a final harvest of nine Immortal Spirit Stones and fifteen top-grade spiritual stones.

By this time, the ebb period was nearing its end, and the spatial storms within the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss were gradually becoming more violent, increasing the pressure on the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor.

However, due to their swift actions this time, the overall situation remained manageable.

"Anye, Fugui, we moved quickly this time," Immortal Emperor Mu Yun suggested, "We had planned an extra scavenging site as a backup, and I think we can go for one more round."

"Indeed, if we hurry, we can go once more," the Red Abyss Demon Emperor agreed excitedly, "Who knows, we might directly open a complete celestial artifact-level treasure this time."

Opening blind boxes was inherently addictive.

Both the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor were engrossed in this triennial scavenging and blind box opening activity, feeling somewhat unsatisfied with the idea of retreating now.

Since there was still time, why not open one more round for fun?

Wang Fugui and Wang Anye exchanged glances, feeling that time was indeed ample, and the Immortal Emperor, Demon Emperor, and the two escorting Immortal Monarchs were still full of fighting spirit.

So, they decided to go once more.

With unanimous agreement, everyone swiftly relocated to the next site.

The next backup site was slightly closer to the core.

The Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor joined forces once again, skillfully creating a quiet harbor.

Everyone raced against time to begin the fourth wave of blind box opening.

As Wang Bao Cai activated its treasure aura, its sturdy trunk emitted dazzling five-colored mystical light, producing one fruit after another, growing larger and larger...

Suddenly, the first fruit matured and fell.

"Pop!"

Wang Anye made a move, opening a Dao artifact-level long blade in the first wave.

Although this Dao artifact had some scars, they weren't severe, and it was relatively well-preserved, with its spirit artifact still intact.

However, perhaps due to wandering in the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss for too long and enduring too many hardships, the spirit artifact was a bit dazed when it reached Wang Anye's hands: "Who am I, where did I come from? Where am I going?"

"Good! It's worth at least thirty or forty top-grade spiritual stones."

Everyone's spirits lifted; this was a promising start.

The next few fruits also yielded good items, until the sixth fruit, when Wang Anye opened a tome!

This tome exuded an ancient and desolate aura, with thick, earthy-yellow mystical light swirling around it.

Clearly, this was an earth-element tome.

"Profitable, profitable," Immortal Emperor Mu Yun was overjoyed, "According to the Holy Domain's prices, a tome is worth at least three to five Immortal Spirit Stones."

For the Shenwu World, the significance of a tome surpassed even Immortal Spirit Stones. With it, the Shenwu World would likely produce another Lingxu Realm powerhouse in the future, strengthening its foundation and giving it more confidence when facing the Holy Domain.

After the rare find of a tome, everyone became even more excited.

However, the next twenty or so fruits, while yielding decent items, didn't produce anything worth a full Immortal Spirit Stone.

The group's enthusiasm waned slightly, leaving them to pin their hopes on the last three fruits.

The third-to-last fruit.

"Divine Spirit Artifact remnant, trash, a huge loss."

The second-to-last fruit.

"Demon King's horn? Uh, too ordinary."

The last fruit.

Wang Anye had already given up hope, casually opening it.

Unexpectedly.

In that instant, a bright light suddenly burst forth, so dazzling it nearly blinded everyone.

In the light, a thick-backed heavy sword, slightly wider than a typical longsword, appeared in their sight, exuding a vast aura and radiating rich immortal spirit energy.

Simultaneously, a deep male voice suddenly echoed from the sword: "Bold demon god, dare you block my Haotian Sword?!"

A celestial artifact!

Haotian Sword!

Everyone was overwhelmed with joy.

They had opened a celestial artifact, and this time they hit the jackpot.

According to the Holy Domain's prices, a celestial sword was worth at least ten to ninety Immortal Spirit Stones. In the Shenwu World, celestial swords were priceless, and even with a hundred Immortal Spirit Stones, there was nowhere to buy one.

It's worth noting that even counting the Wang's Clan's Immortal Sword Niyue, the total number of celestial and true demon artifacts in the Shenwu World didn't reach two hands.

That the last treasure fruit could produce a celestial sword was beyond anyone's expectations!

They hit the jackpot!

However, before they could revel in their excitement for a few seconds, Immortal Emperor Mu Yun, the strongest among them, suddenly looked toward the core of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, her expression changing abruptly.

Almost simultaneously as she sensed something amiss.

"Boom~!!!

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At the core of the Shenwu Heavenly Abyss, a terrifying demonic power suddenly erupted.

It was an indescribable, terrifying force, as deep as an abyss, with an unparalleled violent aura, seemingly capable of driving all living beings into madness.

Through the raging spatial storm, they couldn't see what was happening on the other side, only vaguely perceiving black energy surging forth like a torrential flood, rolling toward them.

The momentum was akin to a world-ending flood, with demonic power so vast it forced the spatial tide to retreat repeatedly.

Yet, as the demonic power erupted, a brilliant green light simultaneously burst forth behind it.

It was a giant green tree.

Though merely a phantom, the aura it emitted seemed even more terrifying and vast than the demonic energy.

The towering trunk stretched through the spatial storm like a pillar supporting the sky, its massive canopy lush and vibrant, with strands of golden light interwoven in the vast green glow, exuding an incredibly mysterious aura.

As the enormous canopy shook, a dense green light rapidly spread, blocking the black demonic energy midway.

Within the green light, an extremely dignified voice resounded: "Old Demon Chiron, as long as I'm here, you won't escape!"

The black demonic energy surged violently, and an enraged voice suddenly echoed from within: "Reincarnation, old dog of the Holy Emperor, this Demon Lord will fight you to the death!"

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