Upon sensing the Bronze Immortal Hall awaken, Jiang Ping'an was overjoyed.
After drawing the rosy radiance and astral winds into the Twelve-Colored Heart Wheel, he flew down from the throne and headed toward the door at the side.
As he reached the door, the Bronze Gate opened on its own.
Beyond the Bronze Gate was a long corridor.
Jiang Ping'an flew inside.
Half a day later, Jiang Ping'an returned and sat upon the enormous throne, relief written across his face.
This Bronze Immortal Hall was actually completely empty. There was nothing inside.
"Of course. When someone moved house or left for good, they would pack up and take everything with them, unless it was worthless, useless, or impossible to carry away," he thought.
"I have already received far too much of my predecessors' legacy. There is truly no need to covet more."
"Still, now that I can completely command the Immortal Hall, I can pass the Divine Origin Ruins on to Feng'er."
"After leaving seclusion and spending around a hundred years with my family, I will set foot upon the Path to Immortality."
After leaving the Bronze Immortal Hall, Jiang Ping'an summoned Sanmiao, Black Dragon, Red-Haired Fiend, and the other Peerless Evil Spirits.
"What are your orders, Master?" Sanmiao, Black Dragon, and Red-Haired Fiend respectfully saluted and asked.
Jiang Ping'an said, "You are no longer suited to remain here. Enter my Twelve-Colored Heart Wheel world."
His family and a great many Heaven's Mandate Sect disciples lived within the Divine Origin Ruins. Once he passed the Divine Origin Ruins to Jiang Feng, he feared these Peerless Evil Spirits might become uncontrollable and harm his family, the Heaven's Mandate Sect disciples, or even the entirety of Great An Kingdom. He did not dare gamble, not even on a one-in-ten-thousand chance.
"Yes, Master."