The Immortal-Burying Abyss, the core stone chamber.
The Purifier ran at a frenzied pace. The grinding of its interlocking gears made the floor tremble faintly, while dense formation patterns lit up across its casing, radiating heat.
Old Ancestor Xuanming was practically sprawled over the edge of the Formation Disk, his eyes wide as he stared fixedly at the outlet gleaming with treasure light.
His aged face flushed crimson. He had even forgotten to breathe, and both hands gripped the edge of the table so tightly that his nails nearly dug into the hard obsidian.
Clatter—
Crate after crate of supreme-grade origin crystals, giving off a delicate fragrance, was pushed out without restraint by the mechanical arm, piling into little translucent mountains on the floor.
Old Ancestor Cangwu stood nearby, the hand gripping his sword hilt trembling.
Emperor Jiang Wu and the Origin Return Alliance Leader stood with their mouths half-open, unable to utter a word for a long while, utterly stunned by the resource output before them.
"We're rich... rich! We're really rich this time!" Old Ancestor Xuanming rubbed his hands excitedly, nearly drooling onto the floor.
He whipped his head around, his flushed face full of flattery. "Token Master! This output... this output is terrifying!"
"This time, we've turned the entire Central Province's reserves inside out!"
"Just look at this quality! Every piece is a top-grade crystal stone of the finest quality. Take even one outside, and those blind fools in the sects would crack each other's skulls fighting over it!"
Zhou Xuan sat in the seat of honor, calmly regarding the mountains of crystal stones before him. In his eyes, they were not resources that could drive the entire Central Province mad, but merely a pile of ordinary stones.
He lifted his teacup and gently blew on the