"The Yin Energy is gone?"
Ye Jiangfan looked at Ma Tusheng.
"Yes, it's gone! I can't sense even a trace of Yin Energy."
Ma Tusheng walked toward the rubble. Ignoring Shi Geng, who had been knocked unconscious by the blast, he went straight to where the Ancestral Hall had stood.
Clearing away the rubble, Ma Tusheng saw the ground beneath the ruins of the Ancestral Hall.
The soil, once blackened by Yin Energy, had turned grayish white.
Not a trace of Yin Energy remained in it.
Ma Tusheng couldn't help looking toward the spot in midair where the Immortal-God Apparition had just appeared.
"That palm strike completely purified all the Yin Energy in a Corpse-Nurturing Ground."
Just what kind of being was the Divine Lord?
How far had the Ancient Cultivators progressed?
Ma Tusheng couldn't help thinking of the legacies from the Divine Lord tucked inside his robes.
His heartbeat quickened.
Now that he had a path forward, could he reach the Divine Lord's level too?
While Ma Tusheng stood amid the rubble, lost in thought, Ye Jiangfan had already dragged Shi Geng out.
Seeing the mangled flesh of Shi Geng's legs, Ye Jiangfan abandoned the idea of finding a rope to tie him up.
After confiscating everything on him, Ye Jiangfan slapped Shi Geng awake.
Shi Geng stared blankly at Ye Jiangfan for a long time before finally coming to his senses.
He turned his head toward the Ancestral Hall.
When the ruins came into view, the light in his eyes vanished.
"Master Shi, tell me. What exactly were you doing?"
When Shi Geng failed to respond, Ye Jiangfan considered for a moment, then said, "Do you want to know what that apparition was?"
Shi Geng's eyes stirred, and he looked at Ye Jiangfan.
"What... was that?"
Ye Jiangfan