In the depleted world beneath the ancient well at the northern pole, Lu Chen followed a narrow, winding path carved through chaos and arrived at a small grotto-heaven.
Great Saint-level formation patterns covered this place, holding back the encroaching chaos while also defending against intruders. Anyone who triggered the spell formation would inevitably suffer a ferocious assault.
The Nine-Layer Immortal Gold Pagoda floated above Lu Chen's head, shedding a vast curtain of multicolored divine radiance that protected his entire body. He advanced carefully, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
A moment later, a sacred, peaceful aura washed over him. It came from a mysterious cocoon of light. Through his Heavenly Eye, he saw a man sleeping within, his body suffused with Dao laws as the thunder of scripture recitation resounded.
"Northern pole immortal light... Tu Fei!"
Lu Chen could not help marveling. Northern pole immortal light was genuine spiritual essence from the Immortal Domain. According to legends in the outside world, only a single strand appeared every hundred thousand years. Its value was beyond measure.
The man within the cocoon was none other than Tu Fei, grandson of Tu Tian of the Northern Region's Thirteen Great Bandits. Wrapped in more than a dozen strands of northern pole immortal light, he was cultivating some ancient heavenly art. His good fortune was truly astonishing.
His body and divine soul seemed to have fallen into utter stillness, motionless and completely unresponsive to anything outside.
"To obtain the immortal scripture of the Mythological Era's Annihilation Heavenly Venerable, then cultivate with spiritual essence from the Immortal Domain-Tu Fei really is lucky. He ought to thank that damned dog, Black Emperor!"
Lu Chen knew that, if the original course of fate had not changed, Black Emperor had obtained some of the Void Emperor's formation