The glacier had stood unchanged since time immemorial.
Suddenly, a rumbling rose from within it.
At that moment, less than an hour had passed since Li Ping entered the secret vault to retrieve its treasures.
Boom!
A black sword silhouette pierced the thick ice sheet like a roaming dragon and flew out, closely followed by a blue-robed figure.
The blue-robed figure held a Storage Bag in his hand, a faint smile showing on his face.
After briefly checking his bearings, he sped straight south.
Several years later, at the northern border of the Yan Kingdom in the Western Wasteland.
A streak of dark silver Escape Light flew out of the desert without the slightest attempt at concealment, heading toward the heart of the Yan Kingdom.
Li Ping stood at the front of his Flying Boat, gazing down at the scenery below, his eyes filled with emotion.
After nearly sixty years away from the Western Wasteland, he had finally returned.
Over the past half year and more, he had set out from the Far North and crossed ice fields, deserts, the Gobi, and grasslands, passing in succession through the territories of the Snowfolk, the barbar-
ians, the Fire-Worshippers, the Tuluo People, and other Otherfolk.
In truth, with a Core Formation Cultivator's flight speed, the journey should never have taken so long.
The main reason was that two years earlier, the Earth Spirit Mouse had awakened after digesting the thousand-year-old Bloodline Fruit. Its bloodline had grown stronger, bringing a considerable improvement to its treasure-hunting ability as well.
Li Ping had simply taken the Earth Spirit Mouse along, searching for treasures as he advanced at an unhurried pace.
Although the lands he passed through were all barren regions inhabited by Otherfolk, he had actually found a third-tier earth-aspected spirit ore. It could serve