Chen Ze turned to Lin Bingchun and Qing Li. "Take the men and clear the battlefield first. Gather all the Xuantian Hall disciples who have surrendered into the Myriad Phenomena Domain.
"As for Xuantian Hall's treasury..."
He paused slightly. "We can sort through it slowly after the entire Xuantian Hall has been taken into the Myriad Phenomena Domain.
"For now, the top priority is to find Xuantian Hall's Spirit Veins."
"Yes, Domain Lord!" Lin Bingchun answered with cupped fists, a flicker of excitement flashing through his eyes.
He knew what these Spirit Veins meant to the Myriad Phenomena Domain.
Qing Li also nodded respectfully. "Rest assured, Master. I'll see to it at once."
The two swiftly sprang into action, directing the army of one hundred thousand cultivators and the three thousand demonic beasts to clear the battlefield in an orderly fashion.
Those Xuantian Hall disciples who stubbornly resisted were quickly suppressed, while those who surrendered were gathered under watch.
Netherworld Valley gradually returned to silence, leaving only wreckage strewn across the ground and the stench of blood hanging in the air.
The Spirit Realm Envoy stared fixedly at Chen Ze's back, his heart filled with uncertainty and alarm.
He had deliberately used a flimsy excuse to brush him off, hoping to provoke Chen Ze into searching his soul.
So long as Chen Ze dared to do that, the Spirit Realm would immediately be able to pinpoint his location.
Even if the worst came to pass and Chen Ze truly killed him, the Spirit Realm would be able to react instantly.
When that time came, the Spirit Realm would surely dispatch a great army to descend upon the Xuantian Continent ahead of schedule.
The Spirit Realm did not merely possess Body Integration Realm experts. No matter how formidable Chen Ze's divine