"I never expected the so-called opportunity to become a Sage in the Yuanling Treasure Vault to be this Hongmeng Purple Qi! Still, Supreme Yuanling was such an extraordinary genius back then that he presumably disdained using Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a Sage."
"But sadly, he failed his tribulation in the end. Otherwise, with his combat strength after becoming a Sage, he might even have had a chance to suppress an entire era."
The Seventh Ancestor spoke with considerable emotion.
Hearing this, Chu Kuangren asked, "Would this be of use to you, Senior?"
"Heh, keep it. Whether you use it yourself or give it to another Supreme in the sect, that would be better than giving it to an old fellow like me."
The Seventh Ancestor chuckled.
Yet Chu Kuangren heard a trace of desolation in it.
What he did not know was that the Seventh Ancestor had already entered the Five Decays of the Celestial Person and was nearing the end of his lifespan. Even if he received this Hongmeng Purple Qi, he probably would not have time to comprehend it. In the end, it would simply go to waste.
Chu Kuangren asked no further questions and put away the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
He did not intend to use this purple qi.
Those who became Sages through Hongmeng Purple Qi had the weakest combat strength, because the Dao they comprehended was not their own. Chu Kuangren intended to become a Sage through his own strength!
He had a Supreme Dao Body and a supreme foundation. It would not be a problem.
Although he would not use the purple qi, others in the Mystic Heaven Sect could, such as Venerable Xuanqi, Elder Ruyan, and the other Venerables.
After scouring the palace, Chu Kuangren left contentedly, not having overlooked even a single spirit stone.
Boom!
A terrifying sword light shot out, tearing a ferocious demonic beast in half. Blood rained from the sky, staining the mountain forest red.
In midair, a middle-aged man in white robes held a Supreme sword shimmering with precious light, his features filled with cold ruthlessness.
Anyone from White Cloud City would certainly have recognized him.
He was none other than Ye Baifeng, the eldest son of White Cloud City's lord.
"Eldest Master, the scouts ahead reported finding a palace three hundred li in front of us!" A swordsman suddenly arrived.
Ye Baifeng's eyes lit up. "Let's go!"
Soon, Ye Baifeng caught sight of the palace hidden deep in the mountains from afar, and wild delight immediately spread across his face.
"That must be where Supreme Yuanling stored his treasures!"
"The opportunity to become a Sage must be inside!"
Just as Ye Baifeng and the others were about to approach, something happened.
Suddenly, a series of roars came from the distance.
Gibbons covered in black fur sprang out of the mountain forest, each exuding an incredibly savage aura.
The leader's cultivation had even reached the Battle King Realm!
"Damn it, Supreme Yuanling refined all these ape demons into puppets. Though they have no intelligence, they fight without fear of death and are extremely troublesome."
"Hmph, they're just a bunch of beasts. What is there to fear?"
"The treasure vault is right before us. How could we back down?"
"Exactly! This is an enormous opportunity for us! Kill!"
"We absolutely cannot return empty-handed!"
The cultivators instantly clashed with the gibbons.
Terrifying energy erupted, sweeping through the mountain forest.
Ye Baifeng faced the leading gibbon. Its strength was extremely terrifying, its eyes blood-red, its entire body filled with a vicious, baleful aura. As it swung its two long arms, it stirred up violent currents of spiritual qi.
Its combat strength had already reached the peak of the Battle King Realm!
Though Ye Baifeng was formidable, he could do nothing to the gibbon in such a short time.
As time passed, he gradually grew agitated.
Supreme Yuanling's treasure vault was right before him, yet a troop of apes blocked his way. If this dragged on and someone else beat him to it, all his efforts would be like scooping water with a bamboo basket.
At this thought, Ye Baifeng gritted his teeth and took out a small silver-white sword. His father, White Cloud Sword Venerable, had condensed it, and using it would be equivalent to unleashing one of White Cloud Sword Venerable's strikes.
What sort of figure was White Cloud Sword Venerable?
A Supreme Supreme!
Even a casual sword strike from him could instantly kill any Battle King.
"There's no time to worry about that. Go!"
Ye Baifeng activated the small silver-white sword.
In an instant, a terrifying Daoist Rhyme filled heaven and earth. A silver-white sword light over a thousand zhang long descended from the sky, locking onto the gibbon king.
"Roar!"
The gibbon king roared at the sky and resisted with all its might!
But a Supreme Supreme's strike possessed supreme power, enough to overturn mountains and seas. The instant the gibbon king touched the sword light, it exploded into a mist of blood, while the sword light plunged into the mountains.
Boom!!!
With a tremendous crash, the entire Minor World shook!
Cracks appeared in the void!
Vast stretches of space began collapsing and shattering!
Everyone who had entered the Minor World was so frightened by the sudden disturbance that their pupils contracted and their faces turned pale.
"Fuck, damn it! Which idiot used a Supreme Supreme's power inside this Minor World? Have they lived long enough?"
"The Minor World has already begun shattering. There isn't much time left. Forget finding the treasure vault—staying alive comes first. We have to get out of here quickly."
"The terrifying power unleashed by a collapsing Minor World is no joke. Even a Supreme would find it difficult to survive."
Some who knew they had no hope of finding the treasure vault began leaving.
After all, however tempting the treasure vault was, it was not more important than their lives.
After Ye Baifeng slew the gibbon king, the remaining Sword Qi that scattered outward also sent the other gibbons flying in disarray.
"There isn't much time. Go!"
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Baifeng led everyone into the palace.
But what greeted them was an empty hall.
"How could this be?"
"The treasures? Where did the treasures go?!"
Everyone's expression changed.
They had fought so painstakingly to get here, believing countless treasures were beckoning to them, only to find such a barren sight.
Ye Baifeng said darkly, "Don't lose heart. Search!"
Everyone swept their spiritual senses around, overlooking not a single corner. Before long, they had searched the entire palace inside and out.
They even dug up the floor tiles, yet never mind treasures-they could not find a single spirit stone.
Then a cultivator discovered several footprints on the palace steps. This meant someone had already been here!
Someone had beaten them to the treasures!
This immediately enraged Ye Baifeng.
He had gone through so much to get here. For these treasures, he had even used the treasure his father had bestowed on him, yet now he had not gotten so much as a hair.
"Who was it?!"
Ye Baifeng practically growled the words.
Thinking of something, he took a white crystal from his Heaven and Earth Ring, a final shred of hope in his eyes. "This is a Time-Trace Stone. It contains a trace of the Daoist Rhyme of time! It can trace back through time and capture images of events that happened recently in a place."
This was a treasure Ye Baifeng had obtained during his travels in his early years. It had been in his possession for a long time, but he had never used it.
Now, he could only place his hopes in its ability to help him.
He tossed the Time-Trace Stone into midair. Mysterious rays of light flickered, and several scenes appeared in the air.
In the images were a man and a woman. The man was incomparably handsome, like an Exiled Immortal banished to the mortal world, while the woman had long silver-white hair and peerless beauty.
The images showed that these two were the ones who had taken the treasures here.
"Look! Could that be... Hongmeng Purple Qi?!"
Suddenly, a cultivator cried out in astonishment.
In the image, Chu Kuangren opened a wooden box. Inside lay a strand of purple qi, none other than Hongmeng Purple Qi, the foundation for becoming a Sage.
"Who are these two?"
"Find out!"
"Make sure you find them and bring them back! Recover the treasures and the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
Ye Baifeng's eyes turned red. That was Hongmeng Purple Qi, yet it had slipped away right under his nose. Who could bear that?
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