Western Sea Cultivation Realm

"Remember, the Xunwind Divine Ridge may contain methods left behind by Demon Gods. Once you enter it, cultivation is secondary—you must put your own survival first..."

The Xunwind Ancestor spoke slowly, his voice gradually sinking into a low murmur.

By the time he had finished explaining everything, his eyes finally dimmed bit by bit, and not a trace of life remained.

"Senior..."

Chen Nianzhi's heart trembled, and his throat felt somewhat dry.

For sixty thousand years, the Xunwind Ancestor had endured the Demon God's curse day and night. Coupled with the fact that his lifespan had long been exhausted to the utmost limit, he should, by all reason, have perished tens of thousands of years ago.

The sole reason a lingering remnant thought had endured until today was to find someone to entrust with the Xunwind Divine Ridge's lineage, someone capable of rebuilding its legacy.

Now that he had finally found Chen Nianzhi, his wish had at last been fulfilled. Naturally, he swallowed his final breath.

Chen Nianzhi slowly bowed to the Xunwind Ancestor, collected the various ancient scriptures, and then stepped out of the cave dwelling.

Daoist Mingyuan had waited outside the cave dwelling for a long time. When he saw Chen Nianzhi emerge, he asked, "Did Senior leave any instructions for our Dao Palace Sacred Land?"

"No."

Chen Nianzhi shook his head. He merely cast a complicated glance at the cave dwelling before saying, "However, the Dao Palace Sacred Land is the greatest sacred land beneath the heavens. Since I have come here, I would also like to exchange for a few treasures."

"Since Fellow Daoist has personally asked, our Dao Palace Sacred Land naturally has no reason to refuse."

Daoist Mingyuan smiled and accompanied Chen Nianzhi as he exchanged for several spiritual items he urgently needed.

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