Vast vital essence erupted within his body, surging ceaselessly through his meridians like a mighty river in flood.
Chu Mo immediately gathered his focus and circulated the Profound Nether True Scripture with all his strength, guiding this power into his Dao Mansion.
Within the cave abode, a dim glow flickered, and his aura steadily climbed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
While Chu Mo cultivated in seclusion, True Person Xuan Cheng toyed with the Demon-Refining Bottle that had returned to his hands in Tongming Hall, a smile appearing on his face.
"Junior Brother Jiqing, thank you for yielding this time."
He murmured to himself, his gaze sweeping across Immortal Peak toward the Blissful Immortal Garden, as though he could see Jiqing's furious expression upon learning the news.
With three complete Laws in hand, he had bitten a hefty chunk out of the succulent prize that was the Profound Sun Realm.
As for his Junior Martial Niece Ming He... Xuan Cheng shook his head slightly.
Every sect master of the Tribulation Deliverance Sect wanted a hand in allocating otherworldly holdings. Unfortunately, very few had succeeded.
After all, the founders of the four great factions were still alive and well. Although the four Great Dao Venerables never personally entered the fray, their prestige alone was enough to make those beneath them do a great many things.
"Let the Immortal Garden and the Sect Master Lineage squabble over the rest."
Xuan Cheng smiled faintly. In any case, the Hezhen Society had already reaped a great windfall. He would never spit out meat that was already in his mouth.
Meanwhile, somewhere on Cloudsea Hanging Mountain, five figures emerged from a vortex.
High Person Minghe came to a halt, his face livid. Not only had he failed to seize the Baleful Yin Treasure