Thus,
as Zhang Qingyuan repeatedly lamented how virtue had declined in the Cultivation World and how treacherous human hearts were, the four corpses lying on the ground were stripped of every item they had left behind,
then, nursing immense grievances, burned to ashes in a single blaze.
After settling the matter,
Zhang Qingyuan turned his gaze toward the pool of Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk not far away.
Fortunately,
since this Cave Space could give birth to such a pool of treasure, it was naturally far sturdier than an ordinary cave. Thus, the fierce battle earlier had not destroyed it.
At this moment, the entire pool of Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk remained intact.
Even from over a dozen zhang away, he could still sense the vast spiritual energy contained within the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk.
"Come to think of it, over twenty years ago, I obtained a bottle of treasure like Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk. Back then, I used it to temper my body for the entry stage of the Desolate Sky Body Refining Art."
Zhang Qingyuan took a step forward,
and beneath his feet, it was as though he had used Shrink Earth to Inch. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the edge of the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk.
This thing—
he seemed to have obtained it when he killed an enemy back when he was at the True Essence Realm Third Layer.
As for when exactly he had killed that person, or who it had been,
he had forgotten.
He only knew that it had worked well for him. It had not only raised his cultivation but also cleansed his Cultivation Aptitude, while allowing the Desolate Sky Body Refining Art to truly enter its beginning stage.
It was just that he