Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Amazingly, those medicinal herbs that were treated roughly sprouted fine roots the moment they came into contact with the soil, greedily absorbing the wood-based life force permeating the soil. Their withered branches and leaves quickly unfurled, bursting with vitality!
On the plains, the original ginseng fields have been largely removed, replaced by new varieties of spiritual herbs, each with a unique shape and shimmering with spiritual light. On the mountain peaks, the "space bubbles" created by spatial folding are also filled with various rare species.

Looking around, the entire island, including its plains and mountains, has nearly a million spiritual roots and herbs!
Among them, there are over a thousand medicinal herbs that have been used for thousands of years!

They are scattered throughout the medicinal garden, exuding a powerful life force and amazing medicinal power!
"The refining of the giant tree will still take a month."

Ying Xuan was making plans in his mind.

"At that time, the number of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs may exceed tens of thousands! Such a foundation is enough to solidify the foundation of the Great Qin World, and the path to future advancement will be smooth!"

Meanwhile, at Qingyun Mountain, in the ruins of Tongtian Peak.

The once solemn and majestic Tongtian Peak Hall has long since turned into ruins, and the air is filled with lingering smoke and the stench of blood.

The Ghost King, clad in a black robe, stood atop the ruins, his eyes bloodshot, radiating a violent killing intent!
Behind him were hundreds of equally murderous elite disciples of the Ghost King Sect!
"Dao Xuan!"

The Ghost King's voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, sweeping across the ruins.

"Where is my daughter Biyao?! And who is it that kidnapped her and stole your Qingyun Sect's most precious treasure?! Speak!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren sat cross-legged on a broken stone pillar, his face pale and his breath weak.

Behind him stood Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, and other chief disciples, all bearing similar wounds, along with a few hundred surviving disciples, their faces filled with grief and despair.

"Ghost King..."

Dao Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse.

"As for your daughter's matter, this humble monk... truly knows nothing about it."

"fart!"

The Ghost King interrupted sharply.

"I have received information that Biyao was last seen near your Qingyun Mountain! And that strange starry sky that shrouds your seven peaks of Qingyun, the person who kidnapped my daughter must be the same person who destroyed your Qingyun Sect! Speak!"
Who exactly is he?!

Dao Xuan's face showed bitterness.

"This humble Taoist... truly does not know that person's identity. I only know... only know that he possesses great supernatural powers and boundless magical abilities!"

With a wave of his hand, he could trap us in the Blood Fiend Space, like playthings in his palm! The Qingyun Sect's millennia of accumulation—magical treasures, spiritual herbs, scriptures… all were stolen! Even… even the Immortal Execution Sword…”

His eyes held a deep sense of pain and helplessness.

“Such figures are beyond the reach of ordinary immortals! This humble Taoist…Qingyun Sect…is already struggling to survive, how can we possibly contend with them? Ghost King, heed this humble Taoist’s advice, do not…seek your own death!”

Qingyun Mountain, ruins of Tongtian Peak.

The Ghost King's eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey, as he stared intently at the weakened Dao Xuan Zhenren.

With his daughter Biyao missing and Youji nowhere to be found, he had nowhere to vent his anger and anxiety, and now he poured it all out on the dilapidated Qingyun Sect in front of him!

"Don't know? What a fine 'don't know'!"

The Ghost King's voice was hoarse, filled with deep-seated hatred.

"Since your Qingyun Sect is useless, unable to even find out who your enemy is, then... you shall be buried with my daughter!"

He suddenly waved his hand and shouted sharply.

"Blood Cauldron! Sacrifice!"

"Roar!"

Four elders from the Ghost King Sect stepped forward in response, each forming hand seals!

A massive bronze cauldron, dark red in color and exuding a strong aura of blood and ferocity, appeared out of thin air and floated in the air!

On the body of the cauldron, countless twisted runes lit up, and a nauseatingly terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire ruins!
"go with!"

The Ghost King's eyes flashed with murderous intent!
The Blood Cauldron trembled, and a dark red pillar of blood-red light, as thick as a house and as solid as a tangible object, tore through the air with a piercing howl, crashing down on Dao Xuan Zhenren!

Wherever it passed, space itself was slightly distorted!
Dao Xuan's expression changed drastically!

He was still recovering from serious injuries and didn't even have a decent magical artifact in his hand!
In desperation, he grabbed an ordinary iron sword that had fallen to the ground beside him, forcibly summoned his remaining magical power, and chanted rapidly.

"Nine Heavens Mystic Temple, transform into divine thunder! The majestic might of heaven, drawn by the sword! The True Technique of Controlling Thunder with the Divine Sword!"

Boom!

The sky suddenly darkened!

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a bucket, struck down and coiled around the iron sword in Dao Xuan's hand!
How could ordinary iron withstand the power of divine lightning? With a crisp "crack," the iron sword instantly turned to dust! The raging lightning, now without guidance, backfired on its user!
"puff--!"

Dao Xuan felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward!

"Senior Brother Head!"

"Protect the sect leader!"

Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, and the other chief disciples, their eyes blazing with fury, disregarded their own injuries and leaped forward in unison!

Various magical treasures shone brightly, sword light, whisk, treasure seal... all striving with all their might to meet the crashing pillar of blood-red light!
Boom——!
A deafening roar! The magical artifact's light collided violently with the pillar of blood-red light!
A violent energy shockwave swept out, flattening the already ruined ruins once again!

Tian Buyi and the others were struck as if by lightning. They all spat out blood, flew backward, and crashed heavily to the ground, their life force instantly weakening!

"Humph! A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The Ghost King's eyes were filled with disdain, and his killing intent intensified.

"Disciples of the Ghost King Sect, heed my command! Kill!"

Leave no one alive! Annihilate the Qingyun Sect!

"kill!"

Hundreds of Ghost King Sect disciples surged forward! Magical artifacts flashed, spells roared, and battle cries shook the heavens!
Although the surviving disciples of Qingyun Sect fought back fiercely, the high-ranking members were all seriously injured and their morale was low, and they were immediately plunged into a bitter battle!

Qingyun Mountain has been completely turned into a bloody battlefield!
Deep within the Death Swamp lies the core of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation.

Ying Xuan stood atop the peak, indifferent to the fierce battle on Qingyun Mountain.

His entire focus was on the towering Jianmu tree before him.

"Accelerate the refining process!"

With a thought, Ying Xuan unleashed a brilliant light on the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation!

The rotation speed of the 108 illusory stars suddenly increased! The efficiency of drawing wood-elemental power instantly increased several times!
The giant tree began to tremble violently!

Visibly, the tree canopy, which was originally soaring into the sky and unimaginably large, began to shrink and become smaller at an alarming rate!
Hundreds of meters... three hundred meters... one hundred meters... fifty meters...

In just a few hours, the colossal tree that could support the sky was forcibly refined down to only a section of its trunk that was a few dozen meters tall!
Its entire body shone with a restrained brilliance, like a precious jade that had been condensed with the essence of ten thousand years! A glint flashed in Ying Xuan's eyes, but he did not completely refine the last part of the main stem.

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and an invisible force lifted up the mountain-sized tree stump along with the soil dozens of feet deep beneath it!
"Expand the array! Coverage!"

Ying Xuan formed hand seals, and the coverage area of ​​the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation instantly expanded, enveloping the entire Death Swamp!

The power of the grand formation permeated the earth, dredging the earth's veins and stabilizing the space.

"fall!"

With a low shout, Ying Xuan sent the massive tree stump precisely into the center of the island's summit, into a huge crater that had been prepared beforehand!
At the bottom of the pit is a thick layer of sacred soil, a mixture of the power of stars and the power of incense offerings.

"pregnancy!"

Ying Xuan pointed his fingers like a sword and carved in mid-air at the base of the tree stump!

One after another, vibrant green runes disappeared into it! At the same time, he drew upon the immense energy of heaven and earth gathered by the great formation and poured it down!

The tree stump trembled violently! Its originally lusterless surface instantly burst forth with a dazzling emerald green light!
The dry bark peeled off quickly, revealing the glistening wood underneath!
From the broken root, countless fine roots grew wildly, deeply penetrating the spiritual soil!

Above the main trunk, tender green branches sprout and extend at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In just a short while, a brand-new giant tree, hundreds of meters tall, with a jade-green body and exuding a rich life force and pure spiritual energy, stood proudly atop the island!
"This...this is..."

Jin Ping'er, who had been watching this scene closely, couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

She could clearly feel that the air on the mountaintop became incredibly fresh and pure the moment that new giant tree appeared!

With each breath, it felt as if the purest spiritual energy flowed into my body, cleansing my meridians!

This effect is more than ten times stronger than the previous, rich but somewhat impure spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
Ying Xuan looked at the newly sprouted Jianmu tree with a knowing look in his eyes.

His powerful divine sense had already discerned its true nature. This seed of the Jianmu tree was not from this world!
It possesses a magical ability—its roots can penetrate the weak points of the world's barrier, drawing violent chaotic energy from the chaotic void, and then, through its unique wooden structure, transforming it into the purest, gentlest, and most easily absorbed spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

This ability is far more valuable to the growth of a world than cultivating hundreds or thousands of powerful cultivators! Because it provides the foundation of the world—spiritual energy!
"Purifying spiritual energy, a sacred place of creation."

Ying Xuan made up his mind. This tree must be brought back to the Great Qin World! He would plant it at the core of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation, using it as a foundation to build a true sacred cultivation ground!
At that time, the concentration and purity of spiritual energy in the Great Qin world will experience a qualitative leap! Cultivation speed will increase exponentially, powerful figures will emerge in large numbers, and the world's foundation will also surge!

As the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation completely refined the Death Swamp, the island's area expanded once again, the plains became more expansive, and the mountains more majestic.

However, the once vast expanse of water in the center of the island has shrunk considerably and become more profound and condensed under the manipulation of the formation.

At the same time, Ying Xuan keenly sensed that the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire world of Jade Dynasty seemed to have... decreased?

Although extremely rare, it does exist.

Clearly, the spiritual energy in the Death Swamp area was forcibly extracted and transformed by the great formation and integrated into the island, causing a subtle impact on this realm.

"time to go."

Ying Xuan no longer lingered. He had already plundered most of the resources of this world, and the Jianmu tree was in his hands; there was no point in staying any longer.

"rise!"

With a thought, the enormous magical treasure mountain trembled once more!
The Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation shimmered with light, and the entire island, along with everything on it, transformed into a dazzling stream of light, tearing through space and hurtling towards the Great Qin World!

Qingyun Mountain, a place where blood and fire intertwine.

With bloodshot eyes, the Ghost King commanded his disciples to launch a frenzied assault on the Qingyun Sect's last line of defense.

Having lost the Immortal Execution Sword, most of its magical treasures, and with its leaders all severely injured, the Qingyun Sect suffered a series of defeats under the fierce offensive of the Ghost King Sect!

The disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining palaces continued to collapse under the bombardment of magic. The screams, shouts of killing, and the sounds of magic weapons colliding were mixed together, turning this thousand-year-old immortal mountain into a living hell!

Kill them! Kill them all!
Don’t leave any one behind!”

The Ghost King roared, the Blood Cauldron hovering above his head, constantly spewing out crimson baleful energy to suppress the Qingyun Sect elders who were trying to resist.

Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, and the others were covered in blood and fought desperately, but they were already at their limit.

The younger disciples, including Tian Ling'er, were forced to flee in all directions, their eyes filled with despair.

At this critical moment!
The huge island (the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation) that was originally floating in the sky suddenly flashed with light!
Two streaks of light shot out from the island and landed precisely in front of the Ghost King!
The Ghost King subconsciously reached out and caught them, then looked down and saw that they were two warm and smooth jade slips!

The jade slip was engraved with two ancient characters: "Heavenly Book"!
"A celestial book?!"

The Ghost King's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart pounded wildly!
He abruptly looked up at the island high in the sky, his eyes filled with astonishment and uncertainty! Was this… Biyao? Or… that mysterious person?!
Meanwhile, on the island, Ying Xuan's gaze swept indifferently over the chaotic battlefield below.

With a slight thought, several invisible forces instantly locked onto several female disciples of the Qingyun Sect who were fleeing in panic—among them was Tian Buyi's daughter, Tian Ling'er!
"what!"

"let me go!"

Several female disciples felt their bodies lighten, and with cries of surprise, they were enveloped by a gentle yet irresistible force, instantly leaving the battlefield and appearing on the island's mountain peak!

Still in shock, they looked around blankly. When they saw Qingyun Mountain below, their fellow disciples struggling in pools of blood, and their father (Tian Buyi) fighting valiantly, tears streamed down their faces!
"father--!"

Tian Ling'er cried out in anguish and rushed to the edge of the island. Looking down at her father's swaying figure, her heart ached.
She turned around abruptly, facing Ying Xuan, who stood with his hands behind his back.

She knelt down with a thud, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Senior! I beg you! Save my father! Save the Qingyun Sect! I beg you!"

The other female disciples also knelt down, kowtowing and begging.

Ying Xuan looked at them calmly, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Save them? Sure. But what's the price?"

Tian Ling'er raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Senior! If you are willing to help, this junior... this junior is willing to serve you as a slave for life! I will have no complaints!"

The other female disciples echoed their sentiments.

"We're willing too!"

"To be a slave or a maid?"

Ying Xuan's lips curled into a faint smile.

"Good. Remember what you said today."

He said no more and turned his gaze to the battlefield below.

With a thought, the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation trembled slightly!

An invisible force instantly enveloped the hundreds of Ghost King Sect disciples below who were charging at the forefront and fighting the fiercest!
"Huh? What's going on?!"

"My body...can't move!"

The Ghost King Sect disciples were horrified to discover that they were like insects frozen in amber, instantly losing all ability to move!
Immediately afterwards, space distorted, and they, along with a small area around them, were forcibly cut off and shifted, instantly disappearing from their original location, their whereabouts unknown! (End of Chapter)