Weapon Secret

"Since the Immortal Pool is out of reach, and the dream-grade divine marrow is no good either, we can only set our sights on the Supreme Yang Divine Pellet within the body of the third-generation Source Heaven Master."

Gai Jiuyou's eyes gleamed brightly, determined to obtain it.

The Holy Spirit beginning to transform into flesh and blood meant that it had already begun its charge toward the quasi-emperor realm.

His vitality and blood had withered, causing his combat strength to plummet. He could only barely maintain the level of a Great Saint, making it somewhat difficult for him to face a Holy Spirit with nine apertures opened and on the verge of completion.

The dream-grade divine marrow could only serve as a backup option.

If he failed to obtain the Supreme Yang Divine Pellet, he would have no choice but to forcibly return to his prime and slay the Holy Spirit.

"When will the ancestral root of the Qinling Mountains rise to the surface and reveal the eternal dragon lair?"

"Half a month ago, I caught a fleeting glimpse of it."

"It will be at least another three months before it manifests again."

"Excellent. This old Daoist can afford to wait. Come, let us go to the Qin Sect."

With hope of seizing an opportunity to attain the Dao, the old man was in high spirits.

Even Ye Fan, the Human Sacred Body, looked increasingly pleasing to his eyes. He grabbed him directly and revealed his heaven-shaking cultivation. With every step, he appeared more than ten thousand zhang away, racing like wind and lightning.

The distance of eighty thousand li was crossed in the blink of an eye.

The four outer branches of the Qin Sect had opened their gates wide. The four branch masters at the first level