Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

However, the Luo Tian Umbrella is, after all, a fifth-order spiritual treasure, and thus possesses a certain degree of spirituality.

Or perhaps it was the final setting left by the Luo Tian Sect before its demise—seeing the situation was not good, it began to escape into the void.

The umbrella spun around again, and the surrounding space rippled like water. The Luotian Umbrella sank towards the center of the ripples.

But the three Nascent Soul cultivators were determined to win and were prepared to use their full strength.

A supreme treasure flew out of the palace of the Myriad Beasts Spirit Lord's Mansion.

It was a dark blue-black Taotie mask, with flowing patterns and dark red blood light. The moment the mask appeared, half of the sky in the secret realm shattered with a roar. The sky was like shattered glass, with cracks spreading everywhere. Large sections of the sky collapsed and vanished into nothingness.

It's another one—a fifth-tier spiritual treasure.

This is a fifth-tier spiritual treasure forcibly crafted by the Myriad Beasts Spirit Lord's Palace using countless powerful demonic beasts to cultivate a trace of the ancient Taotie bloodline, a fifth-tier Nascent Soul demonic beast, and then using the Nascent Soul demonic beast as material.

It contains the most domineering rules of devouring.

The mask opened its enormous maw, transforming into a boundless, pitch-black hole that swirled and coalesced into a terrifying vortex, forcibly pulling and devouring all light, elemental energy, and fragments within a thousand miles.

It wanted to swallow the entire thousand-mile-long secret realm in one gulp, along with the Luo Tian Umbrella.

The moment the darkness engulfed the secret realm, a dazzling silver light pierced through the boundary and slashed out.

Beichen Zhenjun personally descended upon the battlefield.

With white hair and beard, he wore a dark blue Taoist robe that fluttered in the wind.

The Beichen Palace floats above his head, and he holds the Seven Kill Sword, a fifth-tier spiritual treasure. The sword is long and slender, entirely silver-white, with seven blood-red sword patterns that alternate between light and dark, exuding a chilling killing power.

The entire Beichen Palace drew upon the boundless power of the stars beyond the realm, and countless silvery starlight fell like a celestial river, all of which blessed Beichen Zhenjun and the Seven Kill Sword.

The power of the stars spread out with a roar, firmly resisting the devouring power of the Taotie Mask.

The Seven Kill Sword crashed down with a deafening roar, like a vast sea of ​​stars, with boundless silver-white starlight surging and pouring out from the blade, resembling the Milky Way descending from the heavens to the mortal realm.

The silvery starlight collides with the dark spiritual power of the Taotie mask.

In an instant, the world collapsed.

It was just a head-on clash between two fifth-tier spiritual treasures, and the entire sky of the secret realm collapsed completely.

The secret realm was like a shattered eggshell, with countless cracks spreading wildly from the point of clash before exploding with a deafening roar, turning the Luo Tian Secret Realm into hundreds of spatial fragments of varying sizes.

The fragments range in size from tens of miles to hundreds of miles, each a small, independent domain, encompassing mountains, rivers, cities, and villages, floating in the vast void.

Without the suppression of the spiritual treasure, the Luo Tian Secret Realm's sky shattered and its earth veins became disordered, rendering it powerless to maintain the secret realm's integrity.

The remaining world barrier slowly melted away, beginning to merge into the Cangyuan Immortal Cultivation World.

Countless fragments of the shattered world, having lost their anchor, plummeted rapidly downwards through the void.

Below is a vast lake, so wide that you can't see the end of it, like a giant sapphire embedded in the earth.

Qingyuan Zhenjun had left Beichen Palace at some point.

He looked up at the shattered phantom of the small world on the horizon, where tens of millions of lives were marching toward destruction.

He shook his head. If the fragments of the secret realm were to fall like that, apart from a few cultivators—tens of millions of mortals—no one in the secret realm would survive.

The Luo Tian Secret Realm was only able to survive by relying on fifth-tier spiritual treasures. Now that the spiritual treasures have left the secret realm, it will surely perish within a hundred years, even without this wave of attacks.

With a soft sigh, True Monarch Qingyuan suddenly made his move.

A vast, azure domain slowly spread out from his body, like ripples spreading across water, turning the entire lake, stretching for thousands of miles, green.

The domain covered the lake surface, and countless tiny blue lights gradually emerged, condensed, spread, and finally transformed into thousands of delicate water algae, covering the lake water above and below.

The millions of algae intertwine with each other, transforming into thick vines. The vines intertwine and eventually solidify into a majestic tree trunk, with branches and leaves spreading out to support a green canopy that covers the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a towering ancient jade tree appeared out of nowhere.

The tree trunk was incredibly thick, so thick that thousands of people could not encircle it, and the jade-green bark was covered with cloud-like patterns and Daoist charm.

Its roots run deep into the rocky strata at the bottom of the lake, reaching the earth's veins deep within; its canopy stretches for thousands of miles, blocking out the vast sky.

The phantom of the ancient tree expanded infinitely, covering the surface of the lake for thousands of miles. Thousands of blue spiritual threads hung down from the branches, intertwining to form a vast and intricate network of spiritual energy.

The falling spatial fragments crashed heavily into the legal net, like pebbles falling into a lake, creating ripples in the space.

The violent spatial tremors and the impact of fragments from the secret realm were all worn down and buffered by the Law Net, steadily supporting them so that they would no longer plunge directly into the lake and destroy the world.

With each falling fragment, a deep crack appeared in the thick trunk of the ancient jade tree, the crack spreading along the branches to the canopy, leaving it scarred and devastated.

The ancient tree was on the verge of collapse several times, and its Dharma form was almost disintegrated, but it managed to hold on by the continuous spiritual power of the water veins of the vast lake, and stubbornly held up the fragments of the secret realm.

The Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Myriad Beasts Spirit Venerable Mansion stopped what he was doing and looked at True Monarch Qingyuan with surprise and uncertainty. He naturally recognized True Monarch Qingyuan.

But the ability to support a thousand-mile-long domain and withstand the fragments of the world just now was a power at the level of a Nascent Soul Celestial Monarch.

He was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

Near the Luo Tian Umbrella, a figure appeared silently. It was a woman dressed in a white palace gown, with a beautiful face, long hair like a waterfall, and holding a transparent longsword that was completely translucent.

Without shattering the void or drawing upon spiritual energy, she calmly stepped out of nothingness as if pushing open a door.

Moon Sword Immortal.

A powerful puppet of the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance. Proficient in spatial power, its combat strength is comparable to that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Of the three Nascent Soul cultivators this time, the True Lord of the Northern Star and the Myriad Beasts Spirit Venerable Palace both came in their true forms, while only the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance sent an ordinary dharma body.

But that doesn't mean she didn't have a backup plan; Moon Sword Immortal was her backup plan.

Just as the Luotian Umbrella was about to completely disappear into the void and escape the secret realm, Yue Jianxian took a step forward and instantly arrived beside the Luotian Umbrella, her jade hand firmly grasping the ancient umbrella handle.

The Luo Tian Umbrella awakened its spirituality, instantly unleashing an extremely strong repulsive force. All the regular patterns on the umbrella surface lit up, and a terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, causing the white-clad figure to flutter wildly.

However, the Moon Sword Immortal was proficient in the Dao of Space, and even if a fifth-tier spiritual treasure tried its best to break free, it would be difficult to escape for a while.

The next moment, the Moon Sword Immortal, carrying the Luo Tian Umbrella, sank into the void crevice.

Naturally, neither the True Lord of the Northern Star nor the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Myriad Beasts Spirit Venerable Mansion would sit idly by and watch a fifth-tier spiritual treasure fall into the hands of others.

The two tore through the void simultaneously, chasing each other into the depths of nothingness. Thus began the battle for the fifth-tier spiritual treasure among the three powerful figures.

Within the void, terrifying collisions of spiritual energy erupted continuously, and the rampant energy aftershocks occasionally pierced through space, leaving behind crisscrossing, pitch-black cracks.

The spatial storm caused by the three Nascent Soul cultivators completely severed the last connection between the fragments of the secret realm, and countless island-like fragments of the secret realm fell irreversibly toward the lake.