Harvest Aplenty

Chaos Qi churned as if boiling, and Qin Wang stood holding the tower, his figure casting an enormous shadow across the void. His robes stirred without wind, dark-golden Law Runes flowing through his hair, each one bearing the howls of the Demon God Manifested by Artifact Spirit.

"Crack."

A faint shattering sound rang out deep within his Sea of Consciousness. Qin Wang showed nothing on his face, but his divine sense had already entered the microscopic universe within his body. Among those brilliant Cell Crystals that gleamed like stars, three were slowly collapsing, Chaos Qi seeping from their golden cracks.

Sure enough, once a Demon God Manifested by Artifact Spirit takes residence inside, the small world within becomes increasingly stable. He sneered inwardly, yet slammed the Soul Gathering Tower heavily against the void. "Who else wishes to test my patience?"

As the tower trembled, a hundred thousand artifact spirits let out a piercing shriek in unison. The sound penetrated the chaos and stabbed straight into the soul. Every cultivator present turned pale. The owner of the giant hand that had been defeated earlier seemed wary of something; no further movement came from the depths of chaos.

"Senior Brother Qin, three hundred zhang to the southeast." Gou Hui's voice transmission suddenly came from within the Soul Gathering Tower. "That old man in black armor—the jade clasp at his waist is a Cosmic Shift Talisman."

Qin Wang's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly as his gaze swept across the crowd. Sure enough, he spotted a hunched old man hiding in a corner, secretly crushing a blood-red jade talisman. Ripples spread through the void, and he was just about to flee.

"Trying to leave?"

The third level of the Soul Gathering Tower suddenly lit up with a ghostly blue glow. A chain entwined with Netherflame