Ancestral Witch Hall, Wu Tribe Treasure Vault

In the blink of an eye, several more decades passed.

Over the years, Chen Yang summarized the various changes in battle formations and reached enough conclusions.

"Without a doubt, battlefield killing formations are formations designed to serve warfare. As they evolve, they can spontaneously gather the baleful aura of the battlefield and the blood vitality of enemies, turning them into clouds of baleful mist to strengthen themselves. Beneath the cover of these war clouds, different formations enhance different effects. Furthermore, the more enemies are slain, the more war clouds gather. In the end, the commanding general can control them and unleash a strike far beyond his own strength," Chen Yang said as he studied the materials.

Pingxin nodded. "Chen Yang... the battlefield killing formations you created have been an enormous help to our Wu Tribe. With these formations, the strength of our entire Wu Tribe can rise by more than thirty percent. After all, we do not lack elite combatants in our conflict with the Demon Clan. We only suffer losses in the slaughter between the lower-ranking armies. The Demon Clan has far too many members, so their armies outnumber ours countless times over. In every war, they rely on their numerical advantage to inflict severe losses on our Wu Tribe's forces. Now, with these battlefield killing formations, that problem can be resolved."

Chen Yang smiled. "To be honest, I never considered any of that when I created the battlefield killing formations. I was merely curious after seeing how the Wu Tribe could spontaneously gather baleful aura through war."

"Even if it began with curiosity, it has helped our Wu Tribe tremendously. Chen Yang, brother... I've decided that you are my brother." Zhurong laughed heartily as he looked at the results.

Chen Yang merely nodded. "Now that the effects of the battlefield killing formations have appeared, there are still too few types. There is only the Heaven-Covering Formation, which boosts offense, and the Bird-Flitting Formation, which increases speed. We need to create more battlefield killing formations. We also need to prevent our enemies from learning them. After all, battlefield killing formations are not only suitable for the Wu Tribe, but for other races as well. Not long ago, I used the Human Clan alone to simulate warfare and discovered that they could also bring out the effects of war formations.

Pingxin nodded as well. "That is indeed a problem."

Zhurong said, "Who cares whether we can keep it secret? Once the time is right, we'll strike first and wipe out the Demon Clan in one fell swoop."

Hearing that, Chen Yang did not know what to say and could only nod.

In the blink of an eye, several hundred years passed.

Now that the battlefield killing formations created by Chen Yang had spread, the entire Wu Tribe could experience the benefits of battle formations.

However, after many experiments using the Human Clan to develop battle formations, Chen Yang found that the results were also quite good. In particular, the greater the number of humans, the stronger the battle formation became.

In the blink of an eye, several more hundred years passed.

One day, Chen Yang entered deep cultivation. He devoured countless resources with the support of Buzhou Blessed Land. Surging energy flowed toward Chen Yang through the Nine-Nine Return-to-One Formation.

Over the years, Chen Yang had improved the Nine-Nine Return-to-One Alchemy Formation, ultimately turning that alchemy formation into a cultivation formation. After its evolution, the formation could devour energy and countless resources, converting them into the energy required by the Nine-Turn Profound Art. This infusion of energy could accelerate Chen Yang's body tempering.

Within the formation, vast energy surged and transformed Chen Yang's body. The Nine-Turn Profound Art circulated, tempering his flesh, his bones, and his marrow... until the energy finally erupted.

"Seventh Turn, break through!"

Chen Yang let out a low roar, a howl from the depths of his soul. The energy surged as well, swallowing Chen Yang whole.

Chen Yang's entire body exploded, becoming a bloody blur as it gradually dissipated. Yet as it vanished, the purest flesh within his body formed his body anew.

Destruction and restoration cycled endlessly, remolding Chen Yang's body.

After several repetitions, Chen Yang's body emerged in perfect form, radiating an overwhelmingly powerful aura.

Nine-Turn Profound Art—Seventh Turn.

Ever since becoming Duobao's disciple, he had cultivated the Nine-Turn Profound Art with bitter diligence. At least tens of thousands of years had now passed, and Chen Yang's body had finally entered the Seventh Turn.

The Seventh Turn of the Nine-Turn Profound Art meant that his body had entered the Daluo Realm. Reaching the Daluo Realm through the flesh meant his physical cultivation had attained a certain level.

Chen Yang clenched his fist, feeling the overwhelming strength brought by his body. "The Seventh Turn also means that my body can bear more formations.

"Why? Are you planning to inscribe formations already?" Pingxin asked as she walked over.

Chen Yang shook his head with a light laugh. "There is no rush to inscribe formations. Right now, I want to make my essence, energy, and spirit complete as soon as possible, then bloom the Three Flowers above my head."

"That works. Take it step by step and build steadily. Also, in the next few days, you can enter the Ancestral Witch Hall," Pingxin said.

"I can enter the Ancestral Witch Hall? Have Ancestor Shaman Dijiang and the others emerged from seclusion?" Chen Yang could not help asking.

"Yes. Eldest Brother and the others are about to leave seclusion." Pingxin did not hide it.

Years later, Chen Yang followed Pingxin into the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Upon entering the Ancestral Witch Hall, he saw a vast, boundless space. Beyond the immense expanse, there was endless pure baleful aura.

Chen Yang stepped inside and looked at the scene before him. "This... this is the inside of the Ancestral Witch Hall?"

Pingxin smiled faintly. "What, does it not feel real?"

Chen Yang nodded. "Yes... I had previously guessed that the Ancestral Witch Hall would at most be comparable to a great thousand world. Who would have thought that only after entering would I realize that not even a great thousand world could compare to it?"

Before long, Pingxin led Chen Yang to a place filled with a heavy earthen aura.

Chen Yang stopped and looked ahead, drawing a sharp breath. "Hiss... Nine Heavens Divine Soil, and there is so much of it..."

Pingxin smiled. "That's right... it is all Nine Heavens Divine Soil. The Nine Heavens Divine Soil circulating outside mostly comes from here."

"This... this is unbelievable," Chen Yang said in shock.

Then Pingxin led Chen Yang to the treasure storage area.

This treasure storage area contained vast innate spiritual energy, so dense that it was no less than Kunlun Blessed Land.

There were many palaces here, rising and falling in succession, inscribed with countless Dao rhythms.

Pingxin led Chen Yang forward. "The innate spiritual energy here is abundant, so many treasure storage sites were built here. There is the Spirit Treasure Hall, the Spirit Root Hall, the Divine Materials Hall..."

"A treasure storage area? I'm truly looking forward to it..." Chen Yang said with some anticipation.

Pingxin smiled. "If you are looking forward to it, then take a good look. Also, take whatever catches your eye. Eldest Brother Dijiang said that since you created battlefield killing formations for our Wu Tribe, we must thank you properly."

Chen Yang nodded upon hearing this, understanding Pingxin's meaning.

However, Chen Yang also knew clearly that gratitude was gratitude, and he could not act recklessly.

Pingxin led Chen Yang into the Treasure Pavilion.

The moment he entered, Chen Yang sensed countless Dao rhythms and many cries. Numerous spirit treasures hummed, hoping Chen Yang would notice them and choose them.

Chen Yang ignored the calls of the many artifact spirits and instead looked toward the shelves. He could not help saying, "Pingxin... are these the only spirit treasures here? There do not seem to be many."

"All the spirit treasures collected by the Wu Tribe are stored here. Speaking of which, the Wu Tribe once possessed many more spirit treasures. Later, Eastern Sovereign came to make a deal with our Wu Tribe. He offered a sufficient price in exchange for the spirit treasures and spirit roots we had collected.

At first, we refused. Who would have thought that Eastern Sovereign would create the Heavenly Capital Divine Baleful Formation by combining the twelve Ancestor Shamans? After seeing that formation, we could not refuse and agreed to the trade. Afterwards, eight or nine out of every ten spirit treasures in the treasury were given to Eastern Sovereign. Besides that, many spirit roots were taken away by Eastern Sovereign as well. Penglai Immortal Mansion was able to develop so quickly because of the resource support of our Wu Tribe," Pingxin said casually.

"So that's how it is... I was wondering why there were so few spirit treasures here and why so many shelves stood empty. So they were all traded away to Eastern Sovereign." Chen Yang sighed slightly.

"Although Eastern Sovereign took many spirit treasures, we still held back a few precious ones. Besides, we have discovered quite a few spirit treasures over the years, and they have all been placed here."

As Pingxin spoke, she led Chen Yang to one spot, where he saw a suit of armor!

"Chen Yang... this top-grade spirit treasure, the Ruyi Armor, suits you well. Every part of the armor—the crown, shoes, belt, and so on—is a high-grade spirit treasure. Once worn together, they become a top-grade spirit treasure. Furthermore, this Ruyi Armor can transform into a Daoist robe, a long robe, or any other clothing. It also possesses quite a few divine abilities, though you will need to study those yourself," Pingxin said.

Chen Yang's expression shifted slightly. "Top-grade spirit treasures in the form of armor are exceedingly rare."

"Among the countless spirit treasures of the Primordial World, armor-type spirit treasures are already few and far between, let alone top-grade ones. When we found this spirit treasure back then, Brother Zhurong wanted to wear it. Unfortunately, he could not refine it and could only use it as decoration, so it was placed in the treasury," Pingxin said slowly.

Chen Yang looked at the Ruyi Armor before him. "In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

"If you like it, take it. Otherwise, it will only gather dust in the treasury," Pingxin said casually.

As Pingxin spoke, the armor before them began to hum, as though it could not wait to rush toward Chen Yang and acknowledge him as its master. Having been trapped here for so many years and occasionally threatened by Zhurong's giant hammer, the artifact spirits had been terrified. Now that Chen Yang had arrived, they longed to be taken away.

Seeing this, Chen Yang did not stand on ceremony. He put away the Ruyi Armor and prepared to refine it later. Then he could transform it into armor, a Daoist robe, or whatever else he wished, which would be far more convenient.

In the blink of an eye, he had remained there looking around for quite some time.

The many spirit treasures left Chen Yang dazzled.

After pondering inwardly, Chen Yang calmed his mind and asked, "Pingxin... are there any complete sets of the Three Treasures of Heaven, Earth, and Man here?"