At that moment, Qing Chen did not know that the seemingly dreamlike Jade Pool Immortal Realm had actually become a bloody battlefield.
Seven of the foremost experts in the Foundation Establishment realm were fighting there until heaven and earth went dark, locked in an inextricable struggle.
Had he known, given his usual way of doing things, he might well have lurked in the shadows, looking for a chance to reap a great windfall.
After seven or eight hours of dedicated meditation, aided by a wealth of precious resources, Qing Chen had now more or less recovered his magic power and divine sense.
Fortunately, the spiritual energy here is exceptionally rich, not inferior to a third-grade spirit vein in the slightest. Cultivating here yields twice the results for half the effort.
Secretly rejoicing, Qing Chen slowly concluded his cultivation and rose.
With a wave of his hand, he erased every trace of his lingering aura in the cave abode, then cast a spell to destroy the temporary abode completely.
He then gathered up the formation flags he had set out and hurried toward Azure Dragon Peak.
This journey had cost him a great deal of effort and many precious things.
No matter what, he had to try out the hard-won heavenly secrets authority. After all, he had paid such an enormous price.
Following the route he had taken before, he made his way toward his destination with practiced familiarity.
Strangely enough, he encountered few armored corpses blocking his way on the return journey.
His passage was unhindered, and in just half an hour, he reached Azure Dragon Peak without incident.
As he climbed to the mountainside, an inexplicable sensation suddenly welled up within Qing Chen.
He knew that, through some unseen connection, the mysterious heavenly secrets authority was now ready to