Over the vast Eastern Sea, the waters boiled and the heavens turned tumultuous.

Within a certain range, the ocean receded outward due to the fierce battle between Lei Jun and Qi Shuo, making it seem as if a massive chunk of the sea had caved in, directly exposing the seabed below.

A large amount of seawater was evaporated into mist by the scorching starlight or the eerie underworld flames, shrouding the air in a dense fog-like haze.

Amidst the rising vapors, the scenery of this part of the sea became distorted and surreal.

In the distance, Shangguan Sheng, a general of the Tang Divine Strategy Army, halted and began to question whether what he was witnessing was even real.

Qi Shuo, a High Elder of the Huangtian Sect, was slain on the spot by Lei Jun, the Tianshi Mansion’s High Elder, who was so young that his age might not even amount to a fraction of Qi Shuo’s!

Shangguan Sheng was well aware of Qi Shuo’s strength.

They had even fought directly in the past—more than once.

Although Qi Shuo did not cultivate the Talismanic Scriptures of the Daoist Talismanic Branch, nor did he practice the Destined Star Avatar, he had multiple life-bound techniques—such as Golden Barrier Talisman, Burning Wheel Talisman, and Star Array Formation—that fortified his abilities. With these combined, he was never afraid of facing top close-combat experts.

While his Yin Fire Tiger primarily attacked from mid-range with Nine Abyss True Flame, he was skilled at controlling the distance, making it difficult for close-combat specialists to get near him.

Even if someone managed to break through, Qi Shuo’s high defense allowed him to disengage immediately, granting him considerable margin for error.

But against Lei Jun—who was faster and stronger—none of that mattered.

Lei Jun had accumulated deep and continuous foundations while in the Middle Three Heavens, allowing his mana to unleash powers far exceeding others of the same realm.

Both of them used Wind Talismans refined to higher forms, but Lei Jun’s Heavenly Travel Talisman was faster than Qi Shuo’s Burning Wheel Talisman.

More than that, even though both wielded Star Array Formation, which looked identical on the surface, when they clashed, Lei Jun’s was the superior one.

His Doumu Spirit General Apparition relentlessly shattered Qi Shuo’s Golden Barrier Talisman and Yin Fire Tiger.

Furthermore, over the years, Lei Jun had also refined the Balance of Motion and Stillness, which he had obtained through Meng Shaojie.

The profound interplay between movement and stillness created endless variations.

It seemed unremarkable at first glance, yet it always struck at the most precise and devastating moments.

Even with Qi Shuo’s battle-hardened experience, he simply could not keep up with Lei Jun’s tempo.

He had encountered an opponent who surpassed him in every aspect.

Shangguan Sheng might not have known the intricate details of Lei Jun’s past cultivation, but as a martial expert, he had keenly observed the battle.

Lei Jun’s attacks seemed overwhelmingly fierce and forceful, yet his control over rhythm, movement, and stillness was frighteningly precise—superior even to his opponent’s.

Qi Shuo had lost fair and square!

…This Lei Jun… truly is a once-in-a-lifetime martial prodigy…

Shangguan Sheng’s gaze fell upon Lei Jun, who stood amidst the lingering mists, and his emotions became unexpectedly complicated.

This Elder Lei of Mount Longhu perfectly embodied an old saying:

"You may not need strength often, but when you do, you must have it."

Lei Jun rarely involved himself in conflicts, yet every time he made a move, he astounded the world.

To be fair, Shangguan Sheng had mentally prepared himself for Lei Jun’s exceptional strength.

After all, this was the same man who had defeated Elder Lin Chi of the Jiangzhou Lin Clan shortly after advancing to the Seventh Heaven Realm.

But in just a few short years, Elder Lei had grown even stronger…

Shangguan Sheng thought back to that battle.

Back then, Lin Chi had been weakened—his strength was restricted by his ancestral land’s Qi mechanisms, and aside from his life-bound sword, all his defensive artifacts had been destroyed.

But today’s Qi Shuo was a completely different case.

Although the Huangtian Ancestral Altar had been destroyed, Qi Shuo, as a Seventh Heaven Talismanic Daoist, was not like the other Huangtian Cultists, who suffered from its collapse.

His strength had remained intact.

He even had powerful artifacts like the Nine Abyss Flame Fan.

And yet, Lei Jun had fought him barehanded.

Lei Jun had literally beaten Qi Shuo to death with his fists.

Perhaps Qi Shuo underestimated Lei Jun’s strength and chose to engage head-on, leading to his downfall.

Had he focused on escaping, he might have lasted longer, as his speed was inferior to Lei Jun’s but not completely outmatched.

But even so, the gap between them was undeniable.

Among all Seventh Heaven cultivators in Tang Dynasty, Lei Jun was now among the rare few who stood at the very top.

Shangguan Sheng’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

He thought about Qi Shuo’s Nine Abyss Flame Fan.

His expression turned even more serious.

That black lightning Lei Jun used to suppress Qi Shuo’s artifact… what was it?

Tianshi Mansion was known for its thunder arts, but Shangguan Sheng couldn’t recall ever seeing such a mystical black lightning before.

It was silent yet destructive, capable of eroding artifacts and talismans.

Could it be… something that Lei Jun himself had created?

Shangguan Sheng immediately recalled other prodigies.

Tang Xiaotang and her Golden Lightning.

Shen Qubing and his White Lightning.

And now… Lei Jun and his Mysterious Lightning.

Was this another unique innate talent, a result of his bone structure?

That would certainly explain why Lei Jun’s cultivation speed had been so incredibly fast.

This battle was truly worth witnessing.

Not only had they crushed the Huangtian Sect and uncovered Zhou Peng’s secret ties to it, but they had also seen the full power of Lei Chongyun of Mount Longhu.

Shangguan Sheng let out a deep breath.

In some ways, this discovery was just as significant as destroying the Huangtian Ancestral Altar.

Lei Jun was personally trained by Yuan Mobai, both of them experts in Body-Refinement Daoist Techniques.

His first divine ability was Destined Star Avatar.

When at rest, he was motionless as a mountain.

When in action, he moved like an earthquake or tidal wave—violent, unstoppable.

It was a fighting style as aggressive as martial cultivators.

Yet his Mysterious Lightning, so silent and condensed, perfectly matched his personality.

Shangguan Sheng suddenly sighed.

At this moment, he could fully empathize with the concerns of Jinzhou, Youzhou, Qingzhou, Suzhou, and Jingxiang.

With spiritual energy surging across the world, cultivation had become easier for all.

But the greatest beneficiaries were undoubtedly the major sects, whose doors were wide open to talent…

As the seawater rushed back in, the gaping hole in the ocean gradually refilled, restoring the sea’s rolling waves.

Above, the thick mist slowly dispersed.

The radiant Doumu Star God Apparition vanished.

Lei Jun, clad in a flowing purple robe, emerged once more.

He no longer radiated overwhelming violence, but instead exuded ethereal grace—a celestial figure standing amidst the clouds.

Shangguan Sheng stepped forward and clasped his fists.

“Elder Lei’s triumph today in purging Mount Longhu’s traitors is truly worthy of celebration.”

Lei Jun returned a Daoist salutation.

“General Shangguan, thank you for holding the line.”

Shangguan Sheng smiled.

“Not at all, Elder Lei. Your divine abilities have truly broadened my horizons.”

As for the cultivators of the Lower Heavens, they were now completely unable to inscribe even the most basic Spirit Talismans.

As time went on, the influence of the sealed Ten Thousand Methods Sect Altar deepened, and soon, even Kang Ming would find himself unable to draw even the simplest of talismans.

Was his path of cultivation truly cut off?

…No, it was the path of the Talismanic Branch that was severed.

What about the Daoist Alchemical Sect…? Kang Ming frowned slightly.

“Boom!!”

Amidst the billowing mist and steam in the distance, a massive Yin Fire Tiger was struck by a Destined Star Avatar and sent crashing into the sea.

Kang Ming silently observed.

The aura and intent of that Yin Fire Tiger, particularly the countless golden-red hurricanes surrounding its massive green form, felt eerily familiar to him.

He suspected it was Senior Elder Qi Shuo, a high-ranking master of his own sect.

Yet, upon witnessing Qi Shuo’s downfall, Kang Ming did not feel the slightest sorrow.

Although he only possessed fragments of Wen Zhaoqian’s memories, they were enough for Kang Ming to piece together that Qi Shuo had been involved with these Daoist Alchemical Sect cultivators. What remained uncertain was whether Qi Shuo was still the same person he once was.

Thus, seeing Qi Shuo perish only brought Kang Ming satisfaction.

However, when Lei Jun dispersed his Destined Star Avatar, revealing his true face, Kang Ming felt a complex mix of emotions.

Despite his considerable strength, Kang Ming had always focused on secluded cultivation and managing branch sects, rarely engaging in direct conflict with the Tianshi Mansion. On a personal level, he held little personal enmity toward them.

Yet, to be objective, his perception of the Tianshi Mansion was anything but favorable.

Due to his upbringing, his views aligned closely with some members of the Yellow Heaven Sect.

The current generation of outside cultivators within the Tianshi Mansion were once allies of the Li Clan. The recent war with the Li Clan had merely been a case of infighting—dogs biting dogs.

Now that the Li Clan had become history, it was only a matter of time before the Tianshi Mansion produced a second or even a third Li Clan.

The so-called New Tianshi, Tang Xiaotang, had yet to marry or bear children, but who could predict the future?

Even if Tang Xiaotang herself had no such intentions, what about her spouse and descendants?

And what of the Mansion’s other top experts, like Xu Yuanzhen or Lei Jun?

Would the Tang Clan or Lei Clan eventually take the place of the Li Clan?

Yet, despite the overwhelming talent within the Tianshi Mansion and the ever-emerging generation of young experts, his own Yellow Heaven Sect was crumbling from within.

This thought made Kang Ming, who had always prided himself on his unwavering will, feel a wave of helplessness as he looked at the powerful Lei Jun.

"New beginnings… how difficult they are."

Kang Ming sighed softly, but his gaze quickly regained its usual resolve.

Despite the dire circumstances, he would not change allegiances.

With the sect altar destroyed, there was no reason to remain any longer. Kang Ming turned and left.

The whereabouts of Taoist Master Taiping and Zhao Zongjie remained unknown.

The Yellow Heaven Sect still had various scattered branch sects across the inland territories.

These were the sect’s foundation.

However, now that the Talismanic Scriptures had been sealed, chaos was inevitable, and fear would spread among their ranks.

Kang Ming regained his composure, pondered in silence for a moment, and decided to leave the sea first. He would return to land as soon as possible before planning his next steps.

Shangguan Sheng had turned back in search of Qi Shuo when he encountered Lei Jun.

Meanwhile, Chu Yu and Elder Miaoyi of Tianlong Monastery were focused on pursuing Zhou Peng, an Eighth-Heaven cultivator.

The disturbance at Jiufang Island had subsided, and upon confirming Xu Yuanzhen’s success, Chu Yu and Miaoyi had no more concerns and pressed their pursuit of Zhou Peng.

Even with just Chu Yu alone, Zhou Peng was under immense pressure. With Elder Miaoyi joining in, his chances of escape dwindled rapidly.

Just as Zhou Peng was about to be completely surrounded, a streak of dazzling light suddenly shot in from afar, sharp and imposing.

Elder Miaoyi was caught off guard but quickly conjured his Buddha Light-formed Azure Lion to intercept the attack.

However, the strike was overwhelmingly powerful, a full-force blow that had been accumulating energy for a long time. Even the Azure Lion, formed from Buddha Light, couldn’t withstand it and was injured on the spot.

Elder Miaoyi immediately retreated, and Zhou Peng seized the opportunity to break through.

He took an arrow from Chu Yu head-on—his Nascent Soul trembled in mid-air—but he still managed to flee toward the distant horizon.

"A Shushan Flying Sword?" Chu Yu’s eyes gleamed.

After that one strike, the sword slowed slightly, revealing a white glow coiling around its razor-sharp edge.

After its initial attack, the flying sword turned mid-air and slashed down toward Chu Yu again, aiming to prevent her from continuing her pursuit of Zhou Peng.

Chu Yu remained composed.

Her eyes shone with divine radiance, her gaze focusing sharply as if extending into the distance.

She drew her bow.

Confucian Divine Archery gathered energy into three streaks of light.

The bowstring twanged, and three arrows shot forth simultaneously—

Su Prefecture’s Chu Clan Secret Technique: Three Questions Upon the Sea!

One arrow struck the flying sword mid-air, knocking it down instantly.

The second arrow continued chasing Zhou Peng.

The third arrow streaked toward an even more distant target—the source of the flying sword!

Out on the vast ocean, a young-looking man in hemp robes, dressed as a Shushan Daoist, stood on the waves. Despite his youthful appearance, his eyes were aged and weathered.

Upon seeing the brilliant arrow approaching, his expression changed, and he quickly summoned his life-bound flying sword to defend himself.

Sword and arrow collided mid-air, bursting into radiant light.

The Shushan Daoist’s body wavered.

At his cultivation level as a Daoist Artifact Refinement Sect cultivator, he had long shed his mortal flesh, no longer possessing a body of blood and bones.

His youthful appearance was merely the form his soul had taken.

Yet, the impact caused his form to distort like rippling water, almost breaking apart before he barely managed to stabilize.

Realizing the situation, the Shushan Daoist immediately turned to flee.

"Liu Dongzhuo? It’s you?" Chu Yu’s voice carried far, shaking the heavens.

This Daoist was none other than Liu Dongzhuo, a senior of the same generation as Ji Dongquan and He Dongxing, and a long-established elder of the Shushan Sect.

Or rather, a former elder.

Because, according to official records, Elder Liu had died over a decade ago during the Shushan Sect’s civil war!

Yet now, here he was, alive and well.

Moreover, a cultivator of the Daoist Artifact Refinement Sect was assisting Daoist Alchemical Sect cultivator Zhou Peng in a battle involving the Talismanic Branch’s Yellow Heaven Sect.

Such cooperation between the three major Daoist sects was exceedingly rare… especially considering all three had rather complicated identities.

If possible, Liu Dongzhuo would have preferred to avoid exposing himself—especially before a master like Chu Yu.

At his Seventh-Heaven cultivation, with proper preparation and without using his life-bound artifact, he could give someone like Elder Miaoyi a hard time.

But against an Eighth-Heaven powerhouse like Chu Yu, his standard artifacts were completely insufficient.

Moreover, having lost the element of surprise, Chu Yu’s three arrows had not only shot down his sword but also posed a direct threat to Liu Dongzhuo himself.

Against her attack, Liu Dongzhuo dared not be reckless. Only by using his life-bound artifact had he managed to block the arrow—and even then, his sword trembled violently in mid-air.

From a single clash with his life-bound artifact, even though she was far away and could not see him directly, Chu Yu had successfully identified his identity—the supposedly dead Shushan elder.

"As expected, there was something suspicious about the Shushan Sect’s civil war back then…"

Chu Yu had long suspected this, and now, her conjectures were confirmed.

But this revelation only raised even more questions.

Previously, there had been speculation that the Daoist Artifact Refinement Sect cultivators who assisted the Tianshi Mansion in attacking Jiangzhou and Jinzhou were these Shushan masters who had faked their deaths and gone into hiding.

But now, Liu Dongzhuo had instead emerged to help Zhou Peng, who was affiliated with the Yellow Heaven Sect.

Was this an individual decision, or part of a coordinated effort?

That said, the so-called "cooperation" between the Pure Yang Palace defectors like Zhou Peng and the Yellow Heaven Sect wasn’t exactly harmonious either.

Zhou Peng and his group had essentially taken over Yellow Heaven Sect disciples, using them to further their own goals—far from an alliance built on mutual trust.

“I will continue pursuing Zhou Peng. Master, please notify General Shangguan and the Daoists of the Tianshi Mansion about this matter,” Chu Yu said to Elder Miaoyi before resuming her chase.

While the situation with Liu Dongzhuo was concerning, Zhou Peng was the bigger target.

Chu Yu was decisive—rather than splitting their forces to pursue both Zhou Peng and Liu Dongzhuo, which could leave Elder Miaoyi vulnerable if the latter had reinforcements, she prioritized the greater threat.

“Amitabha, benefactor, please be careful.” Elder Miaoyi also sensed that the situation was becoming increasingly strange and hurried to notify Shangguan Sheng and Lei Jun.

“Liu Dongzhuo…”

Hearing this name, Lei Jun fell into deep thought.

During the Shushan Sect’s civil war, he had been in Bashu but had deliberately kept his distance, staying out of the conflict.

Looking back now, the situation had been even more complex than he had initially imagined.

Shangguan Sheng was equally surprised, but he quickly regained his composure and said to Elder Miaoyi, “Master, let us not rush to any conclusions. We should avoid falsely accusing the innocent. We will wait for His Majesty’s judgment and consult with the Shushan Daoists before making any decisions.”

Lei Jun nodded. “General Shangguan speaks wisely. I have no objections, but we must still report this to the Mansion.”

Shangguan Sheng replied, “Naturally.”

With Elder Miaoyi joining them, the three regrouped and watched as the Divine Strategy Army soldiers eliminated the last remaining Yellow Heaven Sect disciples in the area.

Once they had secured Qingshi Island, they set off toward Jiufang Island.

Upon reaching Jiufang Island, they were met with an unexpected sight—

The island was gone.

All they saw was a vast expanse of ocean with rolling waves stretching as far as the eye could see.

There was no longer any trace of Jiufang Island.

Only a few scattered underwater rock formations hinted that an island had once existed here, rising above the sea.

At this moment, Lei Jun finally established contact with Xu Yuanzhen.

“Liu Dongzhuo of the Shushan Sect, Zhou Peng and Wen Zhaoqian of the Pure Yang Palace, and Gu Han as well?” Xu Yuanzhen asked.

“But Qi Shuo… is still Qi Shuo?”

Lei Jun nodded. “That’s correct.”

Xu Yuanzhen was silent for a moment before saying, “Taoist Master Taiping has also been replaced.”

Lei Jun, who had already been considering this possibility, now had confirmation of one of his theories.

“So… someone took advantage of his recovery period to seize control of his body.”

With Xu Yuanzhen personally taking action, even the most well-hidden forces of the Yellow Heaven Sect’s main altar could not resist.

TheTaoist Master of Peacewas decisive. Whether he regretted losing theHuangtian Sector not, his actions showed no hesitation. He immediately triggered the sect’s sacrificial self-destruction while simultaneously burning his ownEighth HeavenTaoist avatar in a single burst.

With this two-pronged approach, he bought himself time, allowing hisNascent Soulto escape and quickly flee into the distance.

At the same time that Xu Yuanzhen shattered theHuangtian Ancestral Altar, she also obliterated the burning avatar of theTaoist Master of Peace.

Thus, after standing overseas for two hundred years as the foundation ofHuangtian Sect’sindependent lineage, theHuangtian Ancestral Altarbecame history.

Xu Yuanzhen didn’t think much of its destruction. Her tone was casual:

“The matters on land—let theTang Imperial Courthandle them first. I’ll investigate this imposter who possessed theTaoist Master of Peace.

Since I’ve already set out to sea, I might as well swing by that so-calledChangjie Islandfor a look. Do as you please.”

Lei Jun responded, “I’ll head back to the mainland to see ifKang Mingcan still be of use.”

“Mm.” Xu Yuanzhen replied indifferently. “I collected some things onJiufang Island. They’re decent, but I don’t need them. If you’re interested, I left them in a spot in the sea—you can pick them up.”

Lei Jun’s curiosity was piqued. “Oh? Thanks, Senior Sister.”

This must be theThird-Grade Opportunitymentioned in the secondSupreme Good Omen.

Following Xu Yuanzhen’s directions, Lei Jun headed southwest, venturing deeper into the open sea.

Eventually, he found himself on a truly deserted, uninhabited island.

Searching the island proved even more challenging than locatingDrifting Wave Grottoearlier. Lei Jun couldn’t help but marvel at his Senior Sister’s skill in both hiding and finding things.

After dispelling the protectiveDaoist ArtsXu Yuanzhen had left behind, he first heard the faint sound of dragon roars ringing in his ears.

Before him was a patch ofRaincoat Grass.

But unlike ordinary thread-likeRaincoat Grass, this batch had unnaturally thick strands—each as thick as a raging dragon.

Clustered together, the grass naturally emitted a misty rain, within which dragon-like light images swam, low roars reverberating as if real dragons were lurking within.

[Dragonform Raincoat Grass]

Lei Jun gazed at the highly spiritual, dragon-like treasure, instantly understanding its worth.

It was indeed an extremely rareheavenly treasure.

GivenHuangtian Sect’sfinancial resources and operational reach, acquiring so muchDragonform Raincoat Grasswould have been nearly impossible—or at least extremely difficult. Someone must have been secretly supporting them.

Storing it within theirAncestral Altarwas theoretically safe and well-hidden. But now, it was all donated toDaoist XuandDaoist Lei.

Lei Jun carefully examined theDragonform Raincoat Grassfor a while, his mind flashing with several ideas.

Now wasn’t the right time, and some of his ideas required additional spiritual materials to execute.

So he quickly restrained his wandering thoughts and collected all theDragonform Raincoat Grass.

Leaving the island, he set course for the mainland.

On his journey back, Lei Jun discussed the events with his master, Yuan Mobai.

Even ifTianshi Mansiondidn’t make a move, theTang Imperial Courtwould widely publicize the dealings betweenZhou PengandHuangtian Sect.

Aside from Yuan Mobai and Xu Yuanzhen, Lei Jun didn’t mentionKang Ming’ssituation toChu Yu,Shangguan Sheng, or the others, nor did he reveal anything aboutWen Zhaoqian’sfragmented memories.

Moreover, theTang Imperial Court’s narrative wasn’t focused on portraying theHuangtian Sectdisciples as tragic victims of ruthless betrayal.

Instead, the key point wasQi Shuo.

ThisHuangtian Sect Elder, one of their top figures, had conspired withZhou Pengand his group, providing them access and enabling them to prey on their own sect’s young disciples.

A highly respectedHigh Priest ElderofHuangtian Secthad turned into a trafficker—one who harvested his own sect’s future talents.

As the news spread, theHuangtian Sectdisciples who remained in hiding across various regions fell into turmoil.

In a way, theTang Imperial Courthadn’t wrongedQi Shuo.

Regardless of his original motives or long-term plans, his current actions were utterly unspeakable. The moment they were exposed, his fate was sealed—anyone could predict the consequences.

AndQi Shuohimself understood this too. He just couldn’t figure out where things went wrong. Everything had been proceeding smoothly, quietly—how had it all fallen apart so suddenly?

The already anxiousHuangtian Sectdisciples, shaken by the destruction of theirAncestral Altar, descended into complete disorder. Suspicion ran rampant, both toward each other and toward their remaining elders.

This chaos made it impossible to coordinate further efforts.

With their already dwindling numbers,Huangtian Sectdisciples could no longer remain hidden. Their identities were gradually exposed.

More and more of them began surrendering to the authorities.

TheImperial Court, finding the harvest unexpectedly effortless, proceeded to clean up the remnants with ease.

With the deaths of bothTaoist Master of PeaceandQi Shuo,Huangtian Secthad only oneHigh Priest Elderleft—Zhao Zongjie.

But thanks toZhou Pengand his group, even ifZhao Zongjiestepped forward now, he wouldn’t be able to reassemble the sect.

A leaderless dragon was no better than no leader at all.

Huangtian Sectwas crumbling into a disorganized mess.

Lei Jun and his master discussed the matter, both sighing at the situation.

“If they can find theTianshi Robe, their chances may be slim, but if they succeed, they could reverse their fortune,” Yuan Mobai said.

Lei Jun nodded. “Rest assured, Master—I’ve been keeping an eye on it.”

“Pure Yang Palace… is itGu Han?” Yuan Mobai asked. “Can we confirm thatDaoist Wang Xuanwasn’t aligned with them?”

Lei Jun replied, “FromWen Zhaoqian’sknowledge,Daoist Wangwasn’t on their side. In fact, he was framed as a scapegoat. However,Wen Zhaoqiancouldn’t confirm whetherWang Xuanwas still alive.”

But given that theGuanlong Demon Crisishad occurred three or four years ago,Wang Xuanhad yet to reappear or be heard from.

If he had been wrongfully accused and was still alive, even if he had to possess someone to survive, he should have resurfaced by now.

If he had been captured and imprisoned, neitherZhou PengnorWen Zhaoqianhad any leads.

“Zhou Peng,Wang Jingfang, and their associates on the outside have been colluding withGu Han,Wen Zhaoqian, and others still withinPure Yang Palace,” Lei Jun said. “AndShushan Sect’sLiu Dongzhuofaking his death wasn’t just about leavingShushan—he had ulterior motives.

Given these circumstances,Shushan Sectitself may still have people working with them.”

Yuan Mobai nodded. “Personally, I want to believe inDaoists HeandJi, but there’s something unsettling about all this.”

Lei Jun said, “Let’s first see ifKang Minghas made any progress.”

Yuan Mobai suddenly smiled. “By the way, congratulations,Chongyun. You’ve obtainedReversal Qi of Heaven and Earth—a peerless treasure. There’s no precedent for this, but I believe the time is right.”

Lei Jun grinned. “Thank you for your blessing, Master.”

ConsideringKang Ming’ssituation, Lei Jun didn’t rush back to the mountains.

Instead, he found a quiet and secluded place outside the mountain to refine theReversal Qi of Heaven and Earth.

As Yuan Mobai had said, this was an unparalleled treasure, surpassing even theGreat Five Elements Creation Qiand theDragonform Raincoat Grass. Its origins likely dated back to the birth of the world itself, granting it the ability to reverse yin and yang, shift heaven and earth.

After refining it, Lei Jun felt a transformation akin to when he first attained theHidden Dragon Spirit Physiqueand later theYin-Yang Sacred Physique.

Hisbone structurehad once again undergone a complete metamorphosis—

He had ascended to the realm of Celestial Physiques.

Two Elements Celestial Physique.

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