In the main hall, everyone was sitting around.
Ye Xuan raised his hand, Primordial Chaos Tower Gate opened the hole, and the quasi-immortals who had been taken into the tower filed out.
They all looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on.
Ye Xuan took out Skeleton Immortal's storage ring, and Divine Sense put his finger inside it.
The next moment, a mountain of treasures and imperial crystals poured out of the ring and piled up into a small mountain in the hall.
The light of the imperial crystal illuminated the entire hall.
The quasi-immortals opened their eyes wide and looked at the pile of treasures in disbelief.
"Let's split it up."
Ye Xuan said lightly.
Everyone was stunned.
On Immortal Ascension Path, resources are life.
For a few emperor crystals, they can fight to the death.
But the man in front of him gave away so many treasures casually.
"Xiaoyou Ye, this..."
Qingxu Quasi-Immortal hesitated to speak.
He has lived for countless years and has seen too many selfish people.
Even Immortal Chiyang has never been so generous.
But Ye Xuan regarded all of this as nothing.
"Take it."
Ye Xuan waved his hand.
"I don't have much need for these things."
Everyone was silent.
They looked at the White-clothed Figure and felt a surge of complicated emotions in their hearts.
Some people lowered their heads and silently put away the treasures.
Some people's eyes turned red and they bowed deeply.
Some people clenched their fists and swore secretly.
"Little friend Ye..."
Qingxu Quasi-Immortal looked at him, those cloudy old eyes full of complexity.
"What are your plans next?"
Ye Xuan looked at the gray sky outside the hall.
"Although this abandoned Ancient Path is a trap, it is also a good place to practice. Immortal Qi is prosperous and has sufficient resources. And since Skeleton Immortal is dead, it is very safe here."
He paused.
"I'm going to keep improving here and then go deeper."
"Keep going?"
Qingxu Quasi-Immortal sighed.
When he first came to Immortal Ascension Path, he was very high-spirited and wanted to reach the end and step into the Immortal Realm.
But countless years have passed, and he has long understood that it is just a dream.
Immortal Realm, may never go.
Now, he just wants to live.
"Ye Xuan will definitely go on."
The voice of Shui Lianyan sounded.
"There's no point in staying here."
Qingxu Quasi-Immortal looked at her, then looked at Ye Xuan, and smiled bitterly.
"That's right. Ye Xiaoyou Second-Order Quasi Immortal can kill the seventh level. This kind of talent is unmatched by Immortal Ascension Path. I can't compare."
Ye Xuan shook his head.
"Senior has given me too much praise."
He stood up.
Everyone nodded and dispersed.
Ye Xuan takes Shui Lianyan and Yan Qiyue into Primordial Chaos Tower.
Inside the tower, four thousand years of time flow slowly.
The Seventh Stage Emperor Crystal was suspended in front of Ye Xuan, emitting a dark golden light.
He closed his eyes and started refining.
The majestic energy poured into his body like a tide, washing his meridians and tempering his Immortal Physique.
That Nine Emperor Thunders, rotates crazily in Sea of Qi, collides with each other, and merges with each other.
His aura was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Second-Order Quasi Immortal peak...Third-Order Quasi Immortal...Third-Order Quasi Immortal peak...Fourth-Order Quasi Immortal.
When the Seventh Stage Emperor Crystal was completely refined by him, his cultivation level steadily stayed at Fourth-Order Quasi Immortal.
Although he is only the fourth level, his combat power is enough to crush any seventh level.
If Skeleton Immortal were still alive, it would only be a matter of one sword strike in front of him.
Shui Lianyan and Yan Qiyue also came out one after another.
Shui Lianyan's aura is deeper than before.
Sixth Stage Quasi-Immortal. Her Water Dao, with the blessing of Primordial Chaos Tower, has taken another step forward.
Yan Qiyue also entered the sixth level.
The Death Qi in her body has been completely restrained.
If you don't release it deliberately, others won't be able to notice it.
The three walked out of Primordial Chaos Tower, left Ancient Path, and returned to Mofeng City.
The city is still the same city.
But the scene in the city made them all frown.
The streets were empty, the shops were closed, and there was no one around.
There was only the sound of wind, howling in the empty alleyways. The depressing atmosphere was even stronger than a year ago.
"Where are the people?"
Shui Lianyan frowned.
An old figure walked slowly from the end of the street.
It's the old man in the teahouse.
He was leaning on a wooden crutch and walking unsteadily, as if he might fall down at any moment.
Seeing Ye Xuan and the others, a glimmer of light flashed in his old, cloudy eyes.
"You guys are finally back."
Shui Lianyan stepped forward and supported him.
"What happened to Mofeng City this year?"
The old man sighed.
"Everything happened within Ninety Cities."
He looked at Ye Xuan.
"Four Great Immortals summoned his subordinates to go deeper. Mofeng City's quasi-immortals have all gone."
"What happened?"
Ye Xuan asked.
He remembered that the old man had said a year ago that the incident might be related to the Immortal Realm.
The old man was silent for a moment.
"Immortal Realm has descended on Immortal Punishment to destroy all living creatures on Immortal Ascension Path."
"Everyone is resisting in the nine cities after Ninety Cities."
Immortal Punishment?
Kill Immortal Ascension Path?
Shui Lianyan's face changed!
"Why?"
She lost her voice.
The old man shook his head.
"I don't know."
He paused.
"No one has a choice. If the first nine cities are destroyed, all living creatures on Immortal Ascension Path will die."
"Now, one of the nine cities has been besieged. Immortal Cangtian is in charge of Ninety-Eighth City, and combined with the other eight cities, it has built a Imperial Heaven Great Formation. The nine cities are in danger. If one city is broken, the formation will also be broken."
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed.
Immortal Cangtian.
That's his father!
"So, we need to defend a city?"
he asked.
The old man nodded.
"Yes."
Ye Xuan didn't hesitate.
"Which city?"
The old man looked at him, a hint of complexity flashed through his cloudy old eyes.
"Ninety-Seventh City."
He paused.
"It is the most dangerous one at present. The quasi-immortals there can hardly hold on anymore."
Ye Xuan turned around and walked out of the city.
"Let's go."
Shui Lianyan and Yan Qiyue, followed him.
The three figures disappeared outside the city gate.
The old man stood on the empty street, looking at the retreating figure in white, speechless for a long time.
"Immortal Cangtian..."
he murmured.
"Your son is here."