Chen Ze took a deep breath and suppressed the shock and excitement in his heart.
He understood that repairing the Qiankun Creation Cauldron was the top priority now.
As for the mysteries of the Cross-Realm Teleportation Array, he would have plenty of time to study them after returning to the Myriad Things Space.
"Everyone, withdraw a hundred zhang." Chen Ze's deep command echoed through the skies above Immortal Burial Ridge.
The Doppelgangers guarding the Cross-Realm Teleportation Array immediately moved into action. Chaos power intertwined into a vast net, sealing off all of Immortal Burial Ridge so tightly that not even water could seep through.
Chen Ze sat cross-legged, his hands resting flat upon his knees as he slowly closed his eyes.
His divine sense sank into his body, sensing the resonance of the nine Qiankun Creation Cauldron fragments within his dantian.
Every one of these fragments contained profound and mysterious power, and subtle connections existed between them.
Now, they were finally about to become one again.
With a thought from Chen Ze, the nine Qiankun Creation Cauldron fragments within him flew out at once and hovered before him.
At the cracks along the fragments' edges, Chaos Purple Qi faintly flowed, slowly mending these ancient scars.
A hundred thousand years of waiting, the long-cherished wish of the Xuantian Continent—today, it would finally be fulfilled in Chen Ze's hands.
"Sky Mending Technique, activate!"
Following Chen Ze's low shout, his hands rapidly formed seals, and profound runes emerged in the void one after another.
As the hand seals changed, the surrounding Spiritual Energy began to surge violently, forming whirlpools visible to the naked eye.
"Hum!"
The nine fragments trembled simultaneously, releasing clear, resonant hums.
The patterns upon the fragments lit up one by one, producing a mysterious resonance between them.
Chen Ze could