Harvesting the Primordial Ancestral Kings as Medicine

His bitter cultivation was complete.

Jiang Ming's Great Freedom Dao Scripture broke through once more. He entered the fifth turn of the Primordial Demon God Dao Crown realm.

Five days later!

The night was dark and the wind blew high—the perfect night to kill thieves.

Along the way, Jiang Ming practiced the Source Heavenly Master Art. With a casual gesture, he seized one Dragon Vein after another and moved them into his Inner Heaven and Earth.

This expedition differed from the original course of events. Zhang Lin would not need to risk his life. The Dragon Veins beneath Divine Spirit Valley would be enough.

After all, no Great Saint had appeared in Divine Spirit Valley in the original course of events, and the valley had been destroyed. Now, with Gu Qingyao guarding their group, Divine Spirit Valley was certain to fall.

Throughout the journey, Zhang Lin also instructed Jiang Ming and Ye Fan in Source Arts. He had lived in a haze for ten thousand years, sometimes lucid, sometimes forgetting who he was. Even so, those long years had brought his understanding of the Dao and Source Arts to extraordinary heights.

Under the right circumstances, he could even use Source Arts to unleash the combat power of a Great Saint. That was the fundamental reason he had been able to destroy Divine Spirit Valley in the original course of events.

In Primordial Antiquity, Divine Spirit Valley's founders had chosen a site amid a thousand mountains and ravines. It was a Death Forbidden Land steeped in the power of heaven and earth. Even a Great Ability faced nine deaths for every chance of survival there, while a Dao-Severing King risked falling.

After all, when the Primordial Imperial Clans sealed away clansmen who might carry on their legacy, they chose places with