Qinghe Immortal Clan.

In a vast expanse of white space, surrounded by ever-shifting clouds and mist, only an ancient-style octagonal stone pavilion stands alone amidst the white fog.

The stone pavilion is surrounded by a low, dark red railing, with a stone table and two small round stone stools placed in the center.

On the horizontal beam above the stone pavilion, dozens of wind chimes strung with red ropes hang, swaying in the wind and occasionally emitting a soft, melodious tinkling sound.

As the wind chimes rang continuously, a streak of light flew swiftly from the horizon and stopped outside the stone pavilion, transforming into a white figure. It was Xia Mo, who had escaped from the main hall where the "Tongtian Wanbao Tu" was located not long ago.

After he escaped the main hall by seizing the "golden ball of light," he was pursued by three or four Nascent Soul cultivators.

Xia Mo used all her speed to escape, and with the addition of a mid-grade level four spirit talisman, she was able to temporarily shake off the Nascent Soul cultivators chasing after her.

After successfully shaking off her pursuers, Xia Mo finally had time to open the "golden ball of light" that she had managed to snatch with great difficulty, and found a golden elixir inside.

Just as she was about to escape the second passage, a white light suddenly appeared beside her. Before she could figure out what was happening, the white light enveloped her and placed her in this vast white space.

After searching the surroundings for a while, Xia Mo still couldn't find the exit or any other cultivators. The only thing she saw was this empty "octagonal stone pavilion".

After falling from mid-air, Xia Mo walked into the stone pavilion and looked around carefully, but still couldn't find anything unusual.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Mo closed her eyes and released her divine sense again, preparing to explore her surroundings.

To her surprise, the strange white light reappeared and pulled her into an attic, where a young man in white stood in front of her, looking her up and down with a smile.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar white-clad man suddenly appear in front of her, Xia Mo was surprised and immediately used her divine sense to scan him.

But the next moment, Xia Mo found that after her divine sense covered the other party, it passed through the white-clothed man as easily as a mud ox entering the sea, and she could not feel the magical power aura on the other party at all.

"How is this possible? Could this person be...?"

Xia Mo's cultivation has reached the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage. In addition, she has also cultivated a divine sense technique. Although her divine sense has not yet reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, it is already not far away.

With her divine sense approaching the late Nascent Soul stage, how could she not be shocked that she couldn't discern the white-robed man's cultivation level at such close range?

Although she couldn't be completely sure, Xia Mo already felt a sense of awe towards the person in front of her, and quickly stepped forward to cup her hands in greeting.

"Junior Xia Mo greets Senior!"

"Yes! I know you have a lot of questions, but don't worry, I'll tell you everything slowly."

"My name is Xuan Tian. The reason I've specially invited you here today is not for any other purpose, but because the master of this place has a fortuitous opportunity to pass on to you."

"Master of this place, are you referring to the predecessor who built the Tower of Babel?"

"You're right, he was also my former master!"

Seeing the look of disbelief on Xia Mo's face, "Xuan Tian" immediately smiled and nodded slightly to her, then told her everything that had happened in the "Tower of Babel".
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In a passage on the second floor of the "Tongtian Pavilion", Song Qingming looked at the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor" who was chasing closely behind him, and his speed increased again.

Although he was already very familiar with the lightning and fire divine abilities that the opponent was using, he was able to deal with them easily.

However, the Thunder Flame Demon Emperor's speed was a major headache for Song Qingming, as he tried to shake off his opponent several times but was caught up by him again.

Fortunately, I am getting closer and closer to the exit of the second floor of the "Tongtian Pavilion". Once I get out of these narrow passages, it will not be so easy for the other party to catch up with me.

Just as Song Qingming was about to reach the exit, several figures fighting suddenly appeared in front of him, which made his expression turn serious.

These people were none other than Wang Yan and the "Flying Winged Demon Emperor" and others who had just chased after the gray-robed cultivator.

At this moment, the two gray-robed cultivators jointly activated a ball of azure flame, and despite facing the combined attack of Wang Yan and the "Flying Winged Demon Emperor" and many other cultivators, they were not at all at a disadvantage.

It should be noted that Wang Yan and his group, who were pursuing them, were basically cultivators with considerable strength and whose cultivation had already broken through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

The fact that even with the combined efforts of five mid-stage Nascent Soul experts, they were unable to defeat the two opponents was quite surprising to Song Qingming, who was watching from afar.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingming pondered for a moment before quickly hiding the "golden light" on his body and flying directly into the battlefield.

Before leaving, Song Qingming didn't forget to toss a blue talisman behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I'm here to help you!"

All that could be heard was Song Qingming deliberately shouting out before heading straight for one of the gray-robed cultivators, releasing the "White Jade Halo" magic weapon in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan and the others assumed that Song Qingming had also come out to snatch the spiritual item, and immediately nodded to him with delight.

The two gray-robed cultivators before them possessed truly formidable supernatural abilities. When they joined forces, the azure flames they controlled were no less powerful than those of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. For the time being, it was difficult for them to defeat their opponents.

However, with Song Qingming joining the battle, the situation might be different. Everyone quickly intensified their attack on the two gray-robed cultivators, and soon Song Qingming also used his magic weapon to blend into the battlefield.

The two gray-robed cultivators who were being besieged did not show any change in their expressions when facing Song Qingming's sudden arrival, as if they did not take Song Qingming seriously.

The moment the "white jade halo" touched the azure flames controlled by the gray-robed cultivator, Song Qingming felt his magic weapon being scorched by a strange flame, and the spiritual energy above it immediately began to deplete rapidly. A look of surprise appeared on his face.

“Fellow Daoist Song, this cyan flame is extremely powerful. It can even refine high-level magic treasures. Several of our magic treasures have already been damaged by them.”

Upon hearing Wang Yan's reminder, Song Qingming realized that they were holding their magical treasures to their sides and dared not attack. He quickly used magic to retrieve his own magical treasures.

Although the "white jade halo" did not come into contact with the cyan flames for long, the magic weapon still lost a lot of spiritual energy, and its power was also reduced.

Upon seeing this, a pang of heartache immediately appeared on Song Qingming's face. He turned his gaze to the two gray-robed cultivators and became somewhat curious about their identities.

However, before Song Qingming could figure out his doubts, lightning flashed again in the passage not far away, and the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor" who had been chasing Song Qingming for a long time reappeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing that another troublesome mid-stage Nascent Soul expert was chasing after them, the two gray-robed cultivators, though temporarily out of danger, were becoming increasingly grim.

Previously, relying on the strange blue flames on their bodies, the two of them could only barely maintain a stalemate with Wang Yan and his group, and were still unable to escape safely.

Now, with the addition of Song Qingming and the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor," the situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for them.

Moreover, besides the two of them, there are probably many more cultivators following behind. If they are surrounded by a crowd, the situation will only get worse for them sooner or later.

Seeing this, the two gray-robed cultivators did not dare to hesitate and immediately manipulated the blue flames beside them to gather in their hands.

As the blue flames in their hands multiplied, a powerful pressure emanated from the two gray-robed cultivators, causing the surrounding crowd that was attacking them to change their expressions and retreat to the side.

Just as Song Qingming was taking the opportunity to move closer to the exit, the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor," who had been chasing after them from a distance, seemed to have seen through his intentions and hurriedly shouted:

"Fellow Daoist Flying Wing, please don't let Song Qingming escape. He still has one left."

The "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor," who had just arrived, had only uttered half of his words when a dazzling azure light suddenly shone in front of him, and a dangerous aura immediately stopped him from speaking.

Immediately following was a powerful explosion that reached the ears of everyone present, and countless blue flames engulfed the nearest "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor".

Sensing the danger ahead, everyone disregarded everything else and retreated voluntarily, casting spells to release magical artifacts to protect themselves.

After a long while, the azure flames slowly dissipated, and the two gray-robed cultivators were no longer visible in front of the scene.

The "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor" lying on the ground not far away also seemed to be seriously injured because he was hit head-on by the "cyan flames" in time.

Seeing the two escape, Wang Yan and the others who were standing there all changed their expressions and hurriedly chased after them towards the exit of the passage.

"Chase them! We can't let them get away."

The seriously injured "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor" watched the departing figures, trying to search for that familiar figure, only to find that the other party had already disappeared without a trace.

With no other option, he had to give up the pursuit and angrily clenched his fists, swinging them forcefully at the stone wall beside him.

"boom!.."

At this moment, Song Qingming, who was running wildly at the entrance of the passage, finally saw the exit ahead in his sight, and a look of relief finally appeared on his face.

Although he didn't know if the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor" who had his eye on him had continued to follow.

However, as long as one can escape from the "Tongtian Pavilion," the outside world will be vast and open, and one will no longer be afraid of the other party chasing after them.

Just as Song Qingming was about to reach the entrance of the passage, a white light suddenly shone beside him, enveloping him completely.

"This is,."

Upon discovering the white light, Song Qingming, before he could even realize what was wrong with his body, found himself in a vast white void.

Seeing the empty space shrouded in mist before him, exactly the same as the familiar scene in his memory, a smile immediately appeared on Song Qingming's face.

"We're finally in!"

Standing in mid-air, Song Qingming's previously worried expression immediately relaxed, and he continued flying forward.

Before long, he stopped in a familiar "octagonal stone pavilion".

After arriving here, Song Qingming looked around and then respectfully bowed to the void in front of him!
"Senior Xuantian, I have come as promised, and I hope you will come out for a chat!"

Song Qingming, who was bowing to the void, waited for a long time but still saw no movement beside him, so he tried to call out again.

The result was the same; no one responded to him.

Seeing this, Song Qingming could only shake his head awkwardly, then got up and sat down at the stone table next to him.
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Inside the three-story pavilion of "Tongtian Pavilion".

After explaining the origin of the "Tower of Babel" to Xia Mo, "Xuan Tian" told her why he had asked her to come here, and explained in detail his search for a legacy.

"Young friend Xia, the reason I stayed here is to find a cultivator who can inherit the mantle of the Tower of Babel. You should know all this by now!"

"Does Senior mean that I am the one you chose to come here?"

After listening to Xuan Tian's patient explanation, Xia Mo gradually understood why he had brought her here, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

She had traveled a long way from the East China Sea to participate in the "Tower of Babel" secret realm, her main purpose being to obtain the "Mysterious Spirit Pill," never expecting that she would have the opportunity to receive the inheritance of the secret realm's master.

Looking back now, she really made the right decision back then; otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to seize this great opportunity.

Seeing the other party's happy expression, "Xuan Tian" nodded and said, "Young friend, you are right. You are indeed one of the people I have chosen."

To be honest, my young friend's talent is one of the most exceptional I have seen in recent years.

With your talent for cultivation, there's a good chance you'll reach the late Nascent Soul stage in this technique passed down from your master. You truly deserve this inheritance.

"I am just one of them. Does the senior have other successors?"

Although she was very happy, Xia Mo was not overwhelmed by the surprise and quickly noticed something unusual in Xuan Tian's words.

Seeing Xia Mo looking at him with some confusion, "Xuan Tian" didn't hide anything and nodded directly to her.

“What you say is right, young friend. Of course, you are not the only one who has received the inheritance. There will also be other selected cultivators who will come here.”

I'm not afraid to tell you, there are already people waiting outside right now.

However, to avoid any conflict between you two over this tradition, I didn't arrange for you to come in at the same time.

Don't worry, young friend, I will not proactively disclose any other people's information to any of you. I am doing this to ensure your safety as well.

"I see. I was overthinking it. I hope you won't take offense, senior!"

Upon hearing this, "Xuantian" immediately waved his hand and continued, "Alright! I've already explained everything to you. Now I'm going to formally pass on the cultivation technique."

If you still have concerns and are unwilling to accept this inheritance, you can speak up now, and I can help you erase your memories of this place and send you out.

Otherwise, if the inheritance falls to you, we'll have to wait three hundred years to meet again!

"Now that I have embarked on the path of cultivation, there is no turning back for me in this life. The fact that you chose me from among so many people is my destiny."

Seeing Xia Mo nod firmly, "Xuan Tian" smiled slightly and then raised his right hand, releasing a white spiritual light.

As soon as the white spiritual light entered her forehead, Xia Mo felt a new cultivation technique appear in her sea of ​​consciousness. She quickly turned around and bowed to "Xuan Tian".

"Thank you for the teachings, senior!"

Next, following the usual practice, "Xuantian" had Xia Mo choose three cultivation techniques from a wooden cabinet before releasing a ray of spiritual light to safely send her out of the pavilion.

".."
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Inside the "Octagonal Stone Pavilion" shrouded in white mist.

Looking at the bottle of spiritual water he had just received, Song Qingming's eyes held an indescribable complex expression.

Having gone to great lengths to finally snatch a "golden orb of light," he always thought that the spiritual object hidden inside was the "Mysterious Spirit Pill," which all the cultivators who came here wanted to fight over.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the "golden ball of light," there was no elixir inside, only a small green bottle containing a kind of spiritual liquid.

Although the spiritual liquid in this small green bottle also appears to be full of spiritual energy, it is at least a mid-grade level four spiritual item.

However, compared to the "Mysterious Spirit Pill" that he had been longing for, this bottle of spiritual liquid seemed to disappoint Song Qingming somewhat.

It should be noted that in order to seize this item, he was not only chased all the way by the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor," but also encountered two gray-robed cultivators halfway through, damaging the spiritual energy of one of his magical treasures.

If you go to such great lengths, it would be a waste if the item isn't valuable.

Thinking of this, Song Qingming couldn't help but recall the figures of the two gray-robed cultivators and the strange "cyan flame" they controlled.

Their ability to successfully enter the "Tongtian Pavilion" proves that they are definitely mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, not late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in disguise.

With their mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, the fact that they could unleash supernatural powers comparable to those of a Grandmaster shows that these two individuals are indeed extraordinary.

Whether in the cultivation world of the "Floating Cloud Mountains" or the surrounding East Sea cultivation world, Song Qingming had never heard of a Nascent Soul cultivator with such powerful supernatural abilities.

If they are not Nascent Soul cultivators traveling from other continents, they should be from the cultivation world of the "Eastern Phoenix Kingdom" in the west. I wonder what their background and origin are.

Fortunately, during the battle in the main hall, he and his opponent did not have any conflict. Otherwise, if he had made enemies with such a master, he might have provoked some powerful foe.

Just as Song Qingming was sitting in the stone pavilion, pondering what had happened, bursts of white light suddenly appeared beside him again.

The next moment, he was sitting on the stone bench when he appeared on a wooden chair in the attic and saw the white-clad figure he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Senior Xuantian, I'm so glad to see you again!"

Seeing Song Qingming stand up and bow, holding a small green bottle in his hand, "Xuan Tian" nodded slightly and asked again:
"What, did the Ice Azure Spirit Liquid I carefully prepared for you disappoint you again?"

"Ah, could this have been arranged by you, senior?"

Seeing that "Xuantian" was staring intently at the small green bottle in his hand, Song Qingming asked a question in confusion.

Seeing this, "Xuantian" sitting to the side immediately nodded to him and said, "The refinement of Xuanling Pill is not easy. I have only ever released one or two at most."

I specially arranged this extra spiritual item to lure you out of the Xuan Tian Palace.

"Your cultivation is only at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage, so you don't even need the Profound Spirit Pill yet. This Ice Azure Spirit Liquid, however, will be of considerable help to your current cultivation level and is more suitable for you."

"Oh! I see. It's kind of you to go to such lengths, senior. I thank you for your help!"

Upon hearing "Xuantian's" explanation, Song Qingming finally realized why the "Xuantian Myriad Treasures Map" had remained silent in the main hall before, but then suddenly emitted a "golden ball of light."

It turns out that all of this was orchestrated by "Xuantian" behind the scenes, with the aim of getting Song Qingming out of the battle so that he could be easily guided to the third level.

It was rare for "Xuantian" to show such kindness and take the initiative to help him get rid of the entanglement of "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor," so Song Qingming was naturally grateful.

Of course, Song Qingming couldn't help but feel a little regretful for not being able to obtain the "Mysterious Spirit Pill".

But knowing that the "little green bottle" in his hand contained a spiritual item that would help his cultivation, at least Song Qingming wasn't too disappointed.

After waving goodbye to Song Qingming, Xuan Tian briefly explained the specific uses of the "Ice Azure Spirit Liquid" to him, and then continued:

"It's been three hundred years since we last met. I never expected that young friend Song would actually break through to the Nascent Soul realm. It really surprised me. It's no wonder I was right about you back then. You are indeed a promising young man."

"After you refine this bottle of Ice Azure Spirit Liquid, I estimate your cultivation will improve significantly, and I think you'll have a great chance of advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage in the future."

"This junior's talent is average. It was only by chance that I was able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. How dare I praise you so much, senior?"

Upon hearing Xuan Tian's praise, Song Qingming quickly waved his hand modestly, but inwardly chuckled with a hint of annoyance.

It should be noted that when Song Qingming first met "Xuan Tian", the other party kept saying that his talent was average and his aptitude was poor, and he did not think that he would be able to advance to the Nascent Soul realm.

The reason for passing on the "Heavenly Myriad Spirits Technique" to Song Qingming was merely to fulfill the promise made by his master.

Unexpectedly, three hundred years later, Song Qingming has become a completely different person in Xuan Tian's eyes. He is not only young and promising, but also has great potential to advance to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in the future.

Seeing that "Xuantian" had changed his opinion of him, Song Qingming felt extremely happy and realized that his three hundred years of hard work had not been in vain.

"Senior, I have already cultivated the Heavenly Myriad Spirits Technique that you taught me to the junior to the late Golden Core stage. I have come here today specifically to ask you for guidance on the subsequent Nascent Soul stage cultivation methods."

"What?! You've already cultivated the Heavenly Myriad Spirits Technique to the Golden Core Perfection stage!"

Upon hearing what Song Qingming said, a look of obvious surprise flashed across Xuan Tian's face again, and he immediately walked quickly to Song Qingming's side.

The next moment, "Xuantian" raised his right hand and placed it directly on Song Qingming's forehead.

(Someone in my family was in a car accident and needs surgery, so I went to donate 300cc of blood today. I felt dizzy when I got back, but thankfully I managed to complete the task!) (End of Chapter)