After entering the Southern Heavenly Gate, Ling Feng began sweeping through the immortal palaces and divine halls.
It had to be said that the Heavenly Court was a blessed grotto paradise, filled with countless rare treasures.
Spiritual plants, spiritual roots, spiritual fruits, spiritual springs, and more were everywhere. Some could heal injuries, some could increase cultivation, and others could improve aptitude or temper the body... There was truly something for every need.
There were also all sorts of magical treasures, such as the Wind Earl's future spirit treasure, the Wind Bag, and the Thunder Duke's Thunder God Hammer, along with many others-even spirit treasures intended for use by the future holders of divine offices.
Ling Feng and Nuwa threw caution to the winds and collected them all.
Although most of the magical treasures were relatively low-grade, having them was better than having nothing. Thus, Ling Feng and Nuwa swept through like a swarm of locusts, leaving not a blade of grass behind.
Wherever they went, they practically dug three feet into the ground.
If the Thirty-Six Heavenly Palaces and Seventy-Two Treasure Halls had not corresponded to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Fiends, linking them to the providence of the Heavenly Court's sacred grounds, Ling Feng would have wanted to move the entire Heavenly Court away.
Unfortunately, that was impossible.
As for claiming the mountain as king and making it his own cultivation grounds, Ling Feng feared that Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi would kill him.
After all, the Heavenly Court could be considered the destined opportunity of those two demon emperors. By seizing all its magical treasures and spiritual resources, Ling Feng had already reaped an enormous windfall. If he also wanted to claim it for himself, he might live to seize it but not to enjoy it.
Thus,