To Yang Chen, this team had merely been a stepping stone for concealing his identity and reaching the Extreme Yin Land.
Now, thanks to these people, he had pulled off a perfect escape, slipping silently out of the Sacred District while countless people remained feverishly fixated on him.
After leaving those people behind, Yang Chen began making preparations for his journey to the Extreme Yin Land.
To him, going to the Extreme Yin Land was what mattered most.
However, there were still some matters to deal with along the way—for instance, the treasure he had painstakingly acquired, the Spirit of the Divine Sea.
To obtain the Spirit of the Divine Sea, he had expended no small amount of effort. Now that he had it, he began attempting to break through the limits of his own Water Dao Intent Inscription.
As he thought, Yang Chen fixed his gaze upon the Spirit of the Divine Sea.
One could clearly sense an immensely powerful essence of water emanating from the Spirit of the Divine Sea.
Yang Chen was now atop a mountain peak, beginning to refine the Spirit of the Divine Sea.
With his current cultivation, refining the Spirit of the Divine Sea was no difficult matter; he could accomplish it with ease.
What Yang Chen cared about was the result after refining the Spirit of the Divine Sea...
It was much the same as the memories he had obtained from Mu Taiqing's three souls!
When the Spirit of the Divine Sea had been refined halfway, Yang Chen had already sensed changes in the Water Dao Intent within his body.
There were two changes. One was the increase in Dao Intent Inscriptions.
The other was a qualitative transformation in the Water Dao Intent itself.
It was as though the Dao Intent itself had