The smoke of war along the Foreign Territory borderlands gradually dispersed, leaving only shattered laws drifting between heaven and earth.
Ye Xuan stood suspended in the air, his azure robes fluttering softly in the wind.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the gray and hazy Chaos Bead floated before him, emanating a profound, ancient aura.
At this moment, he began carefully taking stock of the gains from this great battle.
Within the Chaos Bead's internal space lay the remnants and Primordial Spirits of several Immortal Kings.
The flesh and blood of An Lan, Di Qiong, Ancient Demon, and the others contained an unimaginably vast vitality—the Great Dao origin of the immortal level.
Besides these, Ye Xuan had also seized the spatial artifacts they carried with them.
These Immortal Kings had lived through countless eras, and their treasures were piled as high as mountains. From rare Immortal Gold and Divine Material to extinct primordial divine herbs, they had everything.
Looking at this dazzling accumulation of wealth, a faint smile rose at the corner of Ye Xuan's lips.
These resources were enough to raise the Heavenly Court's strength by another great step.
Meanwhile, the experts of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands had likewise gained greatly in this campaign to purge the Foreign Territory's remnant forces.
They gathered vast quantities of weapons and formation materials. Many had even glimpsed an opportunity for breakthrough amid life-and-death combat, and the army's overall fighting spirit had reached an unprecedented height.
However, the heaven-and-earth environment of the Foreign Territory was peculiar, and every living being there was contaminated, more or less, by Dark Matter. Within these Immortal Kings' remnants and Primordial Spirits likewise lurked strange dark origins.
Ye Xuan's expression grew slightly solemn. His hands formed a Dharma Seal as he activated the Chaos Bead before