Leaving the Gate, Life-and-Death Battle

Time flowed by unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye, nearly two months had passed.

On this day, a tremendous wave suddenly erupted from the Danxian Pond, which had long been forgotten.

Immediately after, a figure burst out of the water, and a powerful, boundless aura erupted, sweeping through the surrounding forests like a hurricane, terrifying countless demonic beasts into submission.

Fortunately, this powerful aura appeared and disappeared as quickly as it came, vanishing almost in an instant.

If not for the still-falling water and the man now hovering in the air, one might have thought it was all a hallucination.

The man was tall and slender, dressed in a well-fitting black robe that exuded an air of mysterious elegance. The mysterious patterns on his robe and his shoulder-length hair added to his noble and dashing demeanor, while his eyes, when opened, held a domineering gaze that seemed to look down upon the world.

This was a man of great charisma, charm, and captivating allure.

Cang Wu stood in mid-air, greedily breathing in the fresh forest air, a smile appearing on his face as he spoke to himself.

"I'm back! I'm back!"

His voice gradually grew louder, and by the end, his booming voice echoed through the mountains and forests, lingering for a long time!

After venting his joy of rebirth, Cang Wu's face returned to its usual calm and composed expression.

He lowered his head and gently clenched his palm, feeling the Primal Energy fluctuations within him, which had reached the Form Creation Realm. Cang Wu showed no signs of joy, but instead let out a complex sigh.

"Form Creation Realm, a familiar yet unfamiliar realm. To think that after so many years, I've become a mere cultivator of the Form Creation Realm."

As he spoke, Cang Wu couldn't help but chuckle. He, the mighty Lord of Devourment, was now a weak cultivator of the third level of the Form Creation Realm.

He even had to cultivate diligently like everyone else, improving his strength and perhaps competing for resources. The thought alone was amusing.

Of course, he didn't have to cultivate. He could wait for the Devouring Divine Hall to appear, and for the other half of his soul to take control of his body and find him, allowing their souls to merge and slowly recover his strength.

"Never mind, it's just a matter of cultivating again. It's a good opportunity to review all my insights into the various realms. Perhaps it will help me break through to the Ancestor Realm in the future."

Cang Wu murmured to himself, clenching his fist before slowly releasing it. He gazed into the distance.

That was the direction of the Tianyan Mountain Range. Cang Wu remembered that beyond the mountain range, a tomb would appear soon. Well, it would be considered an ancient tomb by the cultivators in this region.

Cang Wu recalled that an ancient tomb of a Nirvana Realm cultivator would appear there, containing a Nirvana Heart.

Cang Wu was not interested in anything else in the ancient tomb. Things like talisman puppets were things he had long since mastered. However, the Nirvana Heart was something he was determined to obtain.

After all, the Great Yan Dynasty was a poor and remote region. Without that Nirvana Heart, Cang Wu had no idea when he would be able to break through to the Nirvana Realm.

Unless he waited for the Great Desolation Ancient Tablet to open, and then went inside to snatch the Nirvana Pill left behind by the Great Desolation Sect.

But the Great Desolation King was not only a junior but also considered half his disciple. It would be beneath Cang Wu to snatch a Nirvana Pill left by a junior. At the very least, it should be offered to him willingly.

Then again, as the Lord of Devourment, Cang Wu couldn't just take something from a junior without doing anything in return, could he? He would at least have to deal with that damned Ninth Prince's Palace as a gesture.

However, with Cang Wu's current strength, even if he obtained the Devouring Ancestral Talisman, it would be difficult to make such a gesture.

Therefore, the Nirvana Heart was something Cang Wu absolutely had to get.

"I should return to Yan City first and see if that kid is still alive. He's my only half-disciple. If he dies under my nose, won't I be laughed to death by those demonic brats?"

Cang Wu muttered to himself. After identifying the direction, he flew towards Yan City.

Yan City, at the city gates.

Two soldiers from the City Lord's mansion, responsible for guarding the city, saw a blur before their eyes and frowned. Then, looking at a black-robed man not far away, their faces showed confusion.

One of them scratched his head and looked at the black-robed man strangely, muttering to himself.

"Hiss, did I collect his entrance fee? Never mind, if he's in the city, he must have paid."

With that, the soldier stopped dwelling on it and, along with the other, urged the people queuing to enter the city to pay their fees honestly.

Cang Wu coughed lightly into his hand, blinked somewhat unnaturally, and then walked into the city with the crowd.

After a few steps, Cang Wu heard someone in the crowd suddenly shout.

"Hurry to the coliseum! I heard the Lin family and the Song family are going to have a deathmatch!"

As soon as the person finished shouting, many people in the crowd surged towards the coliseum in the northern part of the city.

Cang Wu's brow twitched. He had a premonition that this deathmatch might have been instigated by that kid, Lin Dong.

Immediately, Cang Wu stopped a young maiden with a rather delicate appearance and asked with a smile.

"Little girl, please tell me, what is this deathmatch about?"

The maiden was rushing to the coliseum and was quite impatient at being stopped. However, upon seeing Cang Wu, she froze. After Cang Wu called out again, she finally reacted.

Her face flushed slightly, and she shyly lowered her head, replying softly.

"This young master may not know, but this deathmatch is a battle between two major families in Yan City, the established Song family and the rising Lin family."

"I heard that the person who signed the deathmatch contract with the Song family head was a young man, named Lin Dong, and his strength is extraordinary."

A smile appeared on Cang Wu's face. That kid was indeed like him, a restless soul. He smiled at the maiden and said.

"I see you seem to be in a hurry to watch. How about we go together? It just so happens that I also want to learn more about this young man named Lin Dong."

The maiden's eyes lit up at this. She followed Cang Wu with a hint of reserve, continuing to explain softly.

"Okay, young master. Let me tell you, that Lin Dong is said to be amazing. It's rumored that about two or three months ago, he received guidance from a powerful senior and had a sudden enlightenment, leading to a rapid increase in his strength."

"It's said that two months ago, the sect leader of the Blood Robe Sect, Wei Tong, a strong cultivator at the Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, died at Lin Dong's hands. At that time, Lin Dong was still only a Heavenly Yuan Realm expert."