Central River Continent, Imperial Capital!
A month had passed since the great battle. During that time, the once-mighty Central River Empire had completely fallen apart. Even this Imperial Capital, which it had left behind, had been more than half destroyed in the previous battle, leaving only vast stretches of broken walls and rubble.
Buzz!
The space in midair shattered like a mirror. A figure clad in a black cloak patterned with red clouds stepped out first, followed closely by several others dressed the same way.
"The Central River Empire has vanished into smoke."
Lin Chuan gazed down at the Imperial Capital below and murmured softly.
In the span of one month, he had recovered from his previous injuries. He was now back at his peak—and at the peak of the mid-Dacheng stage.
"Aha, Azure Dragon, are you going to have a look around the Central River Empire's Treasure Pavilion? There are quite a few good things in there," White Zetsu said from the side.
The Treasure Pavilion was of utmost importance to the Central River Empire, containing the foundation it had accumulated over countless years. Perhaps because they had never expected to lose, aside from the portion of its contents used to deal with the previous battle, nearly everything else remained untouched inside.
Moreover, because of the Treasure Pavilion's importance, the major sects that had been clearing the battlefield did not dare act rashly. They had all waited for Lin Chuan to recover before coming to inspect it personally.
Although the items in the Treasure Pavilion were worth a fortune, enough to make any first-rate cultivation faction green with envy, the major sects understood very well what they could take and what they could not.
"Lord Naruto, you've arrived!" Ye Qingyang's figure flickered, and he appeared before Lin Chuan, bowing