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Upon entering Starfall City, Qin Le had no interest in wandering around and went straight to the teleportation palace in the city that was responsible for connecting various places.

The female immortal in charge of controlling the teleportation array was clearly taken aback when she heard Qin Le announce the destination.

"Qin Le, are you sure you want to go there?" she couldn't help but ask, her tone tinged with doubt.

The place Qin Le was going to was a novice battlefield specifically for mortal cultivators who had not yet become immortals to hone their combat skills.

With Qin Le's strength, going there would be like a high-level expert returning to a newbie village; she didn't think Qin Le was the kind of person who liked to bully newbies.

Qin Le smiled and said frankly, "I want to go to Tianyun City; it's closer to fly there from there."

Upon hearing this, the female immortal suddenly understood and smiled, "I see. Then you may go in."

"Thank you for your trouble." Qin Le nodded in acknowledgment and stepped into the teleportation array that was shimmering with a faint light.

The array patterns lit up one by one, their light swirling. After a slight dizziness subsided, Qin Le found himself in another simply styled teleportation palace.

The staff responsible for maintaining the formation were also taken aback when they saw Qin Le appear. Qin Le didn't offer any explanation, simply nodded slightly, and quickly walked out of the palace.

There were no cities built around this battlefield, only a solitary teleportation palace. Some mortal cultivators from the Celestial Realm, who were taking a break during the battle, sat in twos and threes around the palace.

When Qin Le came out, the group of young cultivators were stunned.

A male cultivator who looked like a young boy couldn't help but ask curiously, "Senior Qin Le, what brings you here?"

The others also cast curious glances, clearly unable to understand why Qin Le had appeared here.

"I'm going to Tianyun City; it's closer from here."

Qin Le gave a brief explanation, then summoned his flying magic weapon and waved to the crowd.

The next second, the silver-gray fighter jet turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Looking in the direction Qin Le left, everyone looked somewhat disappointed—they had wanted to chat a little longer.

The male cultivator who had just asked the question looked longingly at the scene: "Heavenly Meteor City... I wonder when I'll be qualified to go to a place like that."

A female cultivator next to him couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "Save your breath, that's one of the highest-level battlefields that only celestial beings can set foot on."

At this moment, another young cultivator thoughtfully interjected, "Wait, you called him 'senior'... isn't that a bit inappropriate? I heard Qin Le isn't even as old as you, is he?"

The male cultivator was taken aback, then recalled the information about Qin Le and found that it was true—although he maintained the appearance of a young man, he was actually thirty-four years old, while Qin Le was indeed not yet thirty.

"Let's not talk about him anymore," another female cultivator sighed softly. "Among all of us here, how many are younger than Qin Le?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into a subtle silence.

Inside the fighter jet cockpit, Qin Le looked at the estimated arrival time displayed on the navigation screen—about 30 days—and couldn't help but sigh.

There's nothing I can do; I'm not strong enough.

If his strength reaches the Golden Immortal level, relying on the Great Dao of Time and Space, even if the space around Tianyun City is unstable, he can directly construct a spatial passage to arrive instantly.

Unfortunately, he can't do that yet, so he can only obediently fly there.

Meanwhile, inside a traitor's stronghold palace hidden deep within chaos.

Hundreds of traitors, shrouded in chaotic energy, silently formed a circle around their Green Cardinal.

The green-robed bishop knelt on the ground, his face filled with resentment and disbelief.

"Ye Hongli... how did you do that?!" Her voice was hoarse, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

She had just spent years recovering from the old wounds she sustained in the battle with Nezha and was preparing to gather her subordinates to plan a new operation against Qin Le.

Unexpectedly, just as her subordinates arrived, the entire hall was enveloped by an unprecedented and bizarre array, completely sealing off her quasi-saint level power, along with the chaotic origin within her body!

She, a bishop whose rank was comparable to that of a quasi-saint, was so easily subdued.

What terrified her even more was that it seemed all her elite subordinates had already defected and become Ye Hongli's people!

She couldn't understand what methods Ye Hongli had used!

"Well," Ye Hongli stood in front of her, a faint, almost cruel smile on her face, "You can think about it yourself. I have no interest in explaining it to you."

Before she finished speaking, her hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals.

A pitch-black vortex suddenly appeared above the green-robed bishop's head, quickly descended, and swallowed him completely, leaving not a trace.

After doing all this, the faces of the hundreds of traitors around her blurred and all turned back into Ye Hongli's appearance—it turned out they were all her clones.

Over the past few years, Ye Hongli has gradually infiltrated and replaced Xia Yu, starting with the initial absorption of her, and finally gained complete control of the stronghold from the inside out.

With the Green Cardinal executed, this den of traitors is now defunct in name only.

Having devoured so many traitors, Ye Hongli's cultivation had surged to the Golden Immortal realm. She even forcibly integrated the Devouring Immortal Dao into herself, transforming it into a unique Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.

Now, her strength far surpasses that of ordinary Golden Immortals.

All the clones returned to the main body. On Ye Hongli's shoulder, a palm-sized spirit of the Dharma Source Stele quietly appeared.

"Little girl, remember to cleanse their true spirits as well," the spirit of the Fayuan Stele reminded her calmly.

To cut the weeds, you must remove the roots. If you don't extinguish their true spirit, these traitors might very well be resurrected hundreds of years later.

"I know," Ye Hongli replied, and stepped into the depths of the palace.

She arrived at a secluded room. In the center of the room was a huge pool filled with a viscous, churning grayish-black liquid—the purest form of chaos.

Upon seeing this pool of primordial chaos, a burning light flashed in Ye Hongli's eyes, and she couldn't help but lick her lips.

If I could devour them all, how much would my strength increase?

The true spirits of those traitors are being nurtured deep within this pool of chaos.

Just as Ye Hongli was about to extract the true spirit, a sudden change occurred!

The calm chaotic origin in the pool suddenly surged violently, as if stirred by an invisible hand. Then it quickly condensed and took shape, transforming into a giant wolf that was pitch black and surrounded by dense chaotic energy!

The giant wolf raised its head, and the pressure it exuded had reached the level of a quasi-saint!

What shocked Ye Hongli and the spirit of the Dharma Source Stele even more was that the giant black wolf actually spoke in human language, its voice low and full of sarcasm:

"I never imagined... that my lord's servants would be completely dealt with by you, little girl."

After saying this, the giant wolf raised its head slightly and let out a low whimper, as if preparing to roar.

The spirit of the Fayuan Stele reacted extremely quickly!

Ye Hongli's body flashed with silver light, causing violent spatial fluctuations. In the next instant, she and the spirit of the monument had vanished without a trace.

In a desolate place somewhere in the celestial realm, space slightly distorted, and Ye Hongli's figure appeared.

A trace of lingering fear remained on her face as she urgently asked the spirit of the Dharma Source Stele on her shoulder, "Senior, that thing... wasn't the true form of Chaos, was it?"

The spirit of the Law Source Stele remained silent for a moment before answering with certainty, "No. It was just a... rather special Chaos Beast."

Ye Hongli took a deep breath, her expression becoming extremely solemn, and said, word by word, "Therefore, Chaos Beasts... can possess intelligence."

This discovery is far more alarming than simply dismantling a traitor's stronghold.