The Sith Race Weapon

"Qinghuo, Qiuyu."

Lei Zhan looked toward the two Dao Lords standing obediently in the distance.

"Master." Qinghuo Dao Lord and Qiuyu Dao Lord both responded respectfully.

One of these two Dao Lords had once been Qinghuo World God, born a Chaos Divine Beast, who had become acquainted with Lei Zhan through battle. In the end, they had entered this Dominator Ruins together to seek their fortunes.

The other was an Ancient Cultivator who bore a deep grudge against Qinghuo World God.

Over these long years, Lei Zhan had broken through to become an Ultimate Dao Lord, greatly increasing his strength. Naturally, he had taken these two highly promising World Realm cultivators under his command.

Over these billion years, Lei Zhan's Second Primordial Spirit had devoted itself to cultivation, occasionally offering them casual guidance.

After all, compared to these two World Realm cultivators trapped in this tiny corner of the world, Lei Zhan's true body had been adventuring throughout the Flame Dragon Domain.

Lei Zhan's comprehension of the Dao was terrifying. Guiding two World Realm cultivators was effortless for him.

During this time, Lei Zhan had also obtained several profound cultivation methods and secret arts to pass down to them, just as he had nurtured Dao Lord Yifeng and the others.

Nearly a billion years had passed, and the two World Realm cultivators who had once surpassed the peak level had now become Dao Lords.

"You two should pack up. We've stayed in the Nanfeng Sect Ruins for so long; it's time to leave." Lei Zhan swept his gaze across the open halls around them and gave the order directly.

"We're leaving?" Joy appeared on the faces of the two Dao Lords, Qiuyu and Qinghuo.

"We're finally leaving! Although the Nanfeng Sect Ruins holds great opportunities, we already obtained them long