Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

When Jiang Chuan regained consciousness, the illusion had already ended.

All that could be seen were broken walls and ruins.

The shattered palace pavilions floated in mid-air.

As if frozen.

Above the sky, the outlines of enormous stars were lifeless and withered, like the corpses of dead giants, crowding the heavens and creating an oppressive atmosphere that awakened a deep-seated fear of colossal beings.

There was an eerie silence all around; there was no wind, no chirping of insects.

Jiang Chuan slowly sat up, his mind feeling like it was filled with mush, the various scenes from the illusion flashing before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

He calmed himself down and first looked inward at himself.

His cultivation level remains.

He was not injured in any way.

Even the "Divine Scroll" he wrote down in the illusion was written without the slightest deviation.

I made a profit!

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

A dreamlike illusion, as if from another world.

He came to his senses.

He stared at the shattered ruins before him, speechless for a long time.

Jiang Chuan's mind was still filled with the words left behind by Beichen Xingjun when he attained enlightenment, and he could not calm down.

The same Dharma cannot be practiced simultaneously!

This Heavenly Dao rule that destroyed the entire ancient cultivation civilization was actually set by Beichen Xingjun when he attained enlightenment!

Why would she do that?

What exactly is her purpose?

But what shocked Jiang Chuan even more was something else.

A Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord can actually control the Heavenly Dao!

This immense power was undoubtedly beyond his comprehension!

Jiang Chuan remained silent for a long time, deeply shocked.

He then stood up.

Examining the ruins before him.

This is probably what the Star God Temple looks like now.

The Heavenly Dao rule established by the North Star Lord not only destroyed the entire ancient cultivation civilization, but even the once sacred Star God Palace could not escape its fate...

This only added to Jiang Chuan's confusion.

Why?

suddenly.

A distant argument interrupted his thoughts.

Jiang Chuan followed the sound and found that it was two cultivators who had also awakened, fighting over a treasure left behind in the ruins.

It was a broken magic sword that, after tens of thousands of years, still retained a trace of spirituality, suggesting that it must have originally been an extraordinary object.

"I saw the sword first!"

"Ha! Such rare treasures belong to the virtuous! Whoever gets them first keeps them!"

The two cultivators argued for a few words and then started fighting.

One of them was the first to make a move.

With a flick of his sleeve, a flock of dark crows swooped out, swarming and pecking at the other cultivator.

The opponent was equally ruthless, spitting out a tongue of emerald green fire that swelled upon contact with the wind, transforming into a curtain of fire that engulfed the entire flock of crows.

After a brief exchange, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.

"You win!"

The man spat angrily, not wanting to risk his life, and slunk away.

The other person won and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Chuan in the distance.

The joy on his face froze instantly. He had clearly recognized Jiang Chuan. Without even saying a few polite words, he turned and disappeared into the ruins.

Jiang Chuan watched from a distance and shook his head to himself.

That magical artifact was probably an extraordinary item in the past.

But even the most precious magical artifacts, after tens of thousands of years of erosion, have long since become worthless.

He could tell that the two people were at the peak of Qi Refining, but only at the ordinary peak of Qi Refining.

With his current strength, he could easily settle things with a wave of his hand.

However, he did not try to snatch the treasure.

He seemed lost in thought.

So...

Where will the most precious treasures be kept?

Jiang Chuan's heart stirred.

The few memories of the Ziwei Star Lord still exist in his mind.

In that limited memory, the location of a supreme treasure of the Star God Palace was recorded!

Thinking about this...

Jiang Chuan immediately took action.

He took to the air.

Looking around.

A familiar yet unfamiliar memory suddenly surfaced in my mind.

As the scene in his memory gradually overlapped with the dilapidated ruins before him, Jiang Chuan was slightly taken aback, and then felt a pang of regret and inexplicable emotion.

He quickly located the former Ziwei Star Palace.

At this moment, all that can be seen is a huge, lifeless star lying there, its massive outline obscuring the sun, as if it might crash down at any moment.

Jiang Chuan immediately sped off towards it.

He flew through the air.

The speed is already considered quite fast among Qi Refining cultivators.

Yet within this vast celestial palace, they seemed to wriggle like ants.

Even with the blessing of the Azure Emperor form from the Starry Sky Mirror.

It's still pitifully slow.

He roughly calculated the distance.

At this rate, it might take three to five months to reach the destination!

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but reminisce about the dragon carriage he had ridden in the illusion.

I didn't realize it just now.

Looking back now, the fact that the carriage could traverse the vast expanse of the universe and reach the outer starry sea in such a short time is simply a treasure-level masterpiece!

If that treasure were still there.

Why did he go to such lengths?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuan suddenly had an idea.

He did remember the incantation used by the two celestial children to summon the dragon chariot.

give it a try?

I wonder if the Purple Star Lord's personal vehicle is still here.

However, this move could very well bring unpredictable dangers...

He pondered for a moment.

Jiang Chuan decided to muster up the courage and give it a try.

He recited the incantation awkwardly from memory.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the deathly silent celestial palace.

"Looks like I was overthinking it..."

Jiang Chuan chuckled to himself.

I was speechless at the tiny bit of relief I felt.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the Star God Temple has even experienced a cataclysmic destruction during that time. How could the Ziwei Star Lord's vehicle still be here?

Just then, a familiar figure suddenly appeared before him.

Ji Hong.

Jiang Chuan frowned, thinking to himself that this guy was really persistent.

At this moment, Ji Hong was riding in a magnificent carriage with a golden roof and beaded curtains, shimmering with light and color. It was pulled by four divine steeds with dragon horns, traveling through the air with an extremely grand display.

This guy had already been severely injured by him.

Looking at it now...

It has recovered to about 70-80%.

Ji Hong also saw Jiang Chuan, who was walking alone through the ruins, and a deep hatred flashed in his eyes.

Then, his eyes darted around, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Isn't this the Lord of the Origin Realm? How come he doesn't even have a vehicle?"

Ji Hong took the initiative to speak, his voice full of sarcasm.

"I followed you for half the way and saw that your goal seemed very clear. It seems that there is probably something good hidden in the direction you went."

"Unfortunately, you're too slow. If there really is treasure, this prince won't hesitate to take it for you!"

Jiang Chuan's face immediately darkened. He didn't reply, but just stared at him coldly.

But Ji Hong was already laughing wildly as he rode in his chariot and disappeared into the distance.

Jiang Chuan wanted to stop him, but it was too late!

Damn it...!

Jiang Chuan suddenly became a little anxious.

He never expected that this guy would follow him all the way and even figure out his purpose!

If that treasured artifact of the Star God Temple really still exists.

maybe.

That son of a bitch is about to take advantage of us!

Jiang Chuan was distressed, secretly regretting that he hadn't learned a kind of escape technique.

At this time.

A loud, booming sound came from the sky!

The sound grew louder and louder as it approached, like the sky collapsing or a tsunami crashing down!

Jiang Chuan suddenly looked up.

But then, a blood-stained, dilapidated imperial carriage crashed through the broken walls and rubble, heading straight for him!

This imperial carriage was none other than the very vehicle once owned by the Ziwei Star Lord!

Jiang Chuan was startled at first, but when he saw the appearance of the carriage clearly, his pupils shrank sharply.

It looked as if it had been through a brutal battle; the canopy was broken, the carriage shaft was half-broken, and the carriage body was covered with claw marks and bloodstains.

The eight golden dragons were gone, leaving only two. They no longer possessed any spirit; their eyes were empty, their scales had peeled off, and several broken weapons were stuck in their bodies, making them seem like mere dead puppets.

Even so, the chariot still exuded a terrifying aura, and wherever it rolled, even the void groaned in agony!

Jiang Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

His magic actually woke up the carriage!

He approached cautiously.

Trying to get closer.

The dragon chariot did not put up any resistance; instead, it trembled slightly, as if in response to his arrival.

The two corpse dragons slowly turned their empty eye sockets and "looked" at him.

next second.

They all lowered their heads.

Jiang Chuan calmed himself down and finally felt truly relieved.

He stepped forward, reached out, and gently rubbed the marks on the dragon carriage.

On the shaft of the carriage, there was a deep scratch that reached the bone. When he touched it, his fingertips trembled slightly.

What kind of blow could leave such a hideous scar on such a precious carriage?

The starry sea collapsed, the golden dragon fell, and the once supreme holy land was reduced to scorched earth overnight...

He seemed to see that day before, and a nameless sorrow welled up in his heart.

But the next moment.

That sense of sorrow transformed into a blazing, burning flame!

This chariot has a new owner today!

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and climbed into the car.

Following the method he remembered the Purple Star Lord used to drive this chariot, he poured his true essence into the chariot.

"Chase!"

boom!!

The chariot pulled by the two corpse dragons suddenly sped up, crushing the ruins along its way.

The ruins on both sides swept past like flowing water, so fast that even Jiang Chuan felt a little dizzy.

This speed was more than ten times faster than Ji Hong's chariot.

Let alone a Qi Refining cultivator.

Even Foundation Establishment cultivators would be far behind!

At this moment, Jiang Chuan seemed to truly understand the feeling of that Ziwei Star Lord who once roamed the starry sea!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe that this was just a Qi Refining cultivator driving a car?

Soon, Ji Hong's figure reappeared in sight!

Jiang Chuan grinned menacingly:

"Run it over!"

The dragon chariot accelerated even further, the two corpse dragons roared silently, and the broken chariot crushed the void, crashing straight into the radiant chariot!

at this time.

Ji Hong was sitting in his carriage, secretly making plans.

If the direction we're heading towards truly contains the Star God Temple's treasures, and I obtain them and present them to my father, perhaps it will give me a better chance in the struggle for the throne!

As he felt a surge of pride, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Just then.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting apart, came from behind!

At first, he thought some ruins had collapsed, and he casually looked back.

next moment.

The smile froze on his face.

But then, Jiang Chuan was driving a chariot pulled by two hundred-foot-long corpse dragons, like an immortal god emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, charging towards him like a madman!

"Where did this guy get his tank?! It's terrifying?!"

Ji Hong was horrified; his pupils dilated violently, and cold sweat poured down his body.

He quickly scattered a handful of precious spiritual essence and fed it to the four dragon horses.

The dragon horse's skin instantly turned blood red, its eyes became crimson, and its four hooves pounded the air like thunder, its speed soaring.

Even so, it still couldn't match the speed of Jiang Chuan's terrifying tank!

A thousand feet!

A hundred feet!

Ten zhang!

"You're insane!!"

This was Ji Hong's final roar.

The next instant, his chariot was overtaken from behind by Jiang Chuan's war chariot and smashed to pieces!

The golden roof exploded, the beaded curtain flew off, and the four dragon horses cried out as they fell into the ruins.

Ji Hong, who was sent flying into the air by the impact, tried to straighten himself, but the tail of one of the corpse dragons swept across like a collapsing pillar of the sky, sending the prince flying thousands of feet away like trash!

Along the way, it crashed through countless broken walls and ruins before finally disappearing into a cloud of dust and smoke, never to be heard again.

Jiang Chuan gazed at the cloud of smoke and sneered, "Take care, and don't bother seeing me out."

Jiang Chuan laughed heartily, feeling as if his own emotions had been infected by the former owner of this war chariot.

happy!

He exhaled all the pent-up breath he had been holding in.

Jiang Chuan could have chased after him and delivered another blow.

But then I thought that Ji Hong probably still had some life-saving measures left by Qian Ting. If we really pushed him too far, things might just get out of hand.

Never mind, the treasure is more important.

a long time.

Jiang Chuan finally suppressed the boiling fighting spirit in his heart.

He stroked the half-broken carriage shaft and whispered, "Old friend, let's go retrieve the Star God Temple's treasure!"

The dragon carriage trembled slightly, as if it understood.

The two corpse dragons in front of the car also let out a low hiss, as if in response.

Jiang Chuan re-identified the direction, urged the dragon chariot onward, and continued heading towards the Ziwei Star Palace.

The dragon chariot was incredibly fast.

Along the way, shattered palaces and lifeless star remains swept past like flowing water.

The broken star chains hung in the void like dead snakes, moving without wind and colliding to create hollow echoes.

Jiang Chuan held onto the half-folded carriage shaft, his robes fluttering in the oncoming gale.

The lifeless star in the sky grew closer and larger, like a pressing curtain that made it hard to breathe.

Soon, after the dragon chariot had been traveling for a while, a broken tower suspended in mid-air appeared before him.

The tower was dilapidated, covered with jagged cracks, as if it could collapse at any moment.

The tower is entwined with broken star chains, which have long since lost their luster.

His memory told him.

This place back then.

It is one of the most heavily guarded forbidden areas in the entire Star God Temple.

At this moment, a dark light enveloped the top of the tower, filled with an indescribable rhythm of the Great Dao!

As Jiang Chuan gazed at the radiant light, he felt even the true essence within his body begin to surge slightly.

His heart suddenly started racing.

The Star God Temple's most treasured artifact is still stored there!