Yuan Ming took a deep breath, holding the God Bombarding Cone in one hand and the Thunder God Hammer in the other, as he edged closer to the Sword Trace Rift.

He glanced at the fog shrouded in the rift and took another deep breath, channeling his mana into both the God Bombarding Cone and the Thunder God Hammer.

As the mana flowed in, the surfaces of the two magic treasures bubbled with blue and purple arcs of electricity that danced exuberantly, as if releasing long-suppressed emotions in one joyful burst.

Yuan Ming raised the Thunder God Hammer high and struck down fiercely onto the God Bombarding Cone.

With a "boom," the sound of thunder exploded.

A surge of thunder energy seeped out from the Thunder God Hammer, and the moment it entered the God Bombarding Cone, its power amplified tenfold.

Seven or eight thick bolts of bluish-purple thunder, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, intertwined, writhing and snaking like multiple thunder flood dragons.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of thunderous explosions roared, with countless sparks and flashes rolling tumultuously, resembling the storm clouds of the Nine Heavens.

Yuan Ming watched, thrilled with the spectacle.

"Indeed, when combined it's akin to a Thunder Spirit Treasure, far more powerful than when used separately. Even when Lei He used it before, it probably wasn't this powerful," he reflected before pushing down his excitement.

The seven or eight thunder flood dragons shot out, heading straight for the Sword Trace Rift. However, as soon as they entered the range of the rift, they immediately dissipated without a trace, as silently as when he'd previously thrown a Fire Spirit Peach.

"Even the attacks from the Thunder God Bombarding Divine Hammer can be easily eradicated—what on earth is the origin of this sword trace?" Yuan Ming grew even more curious about the Sword Trace's origins.

He shook his head, put away the Thunder God Bombarding Divine Hammer, and continued to search for Lei He's Storage Ring, soon finding a golden page.

"Could it be the Golden Sunflower Heavenly Book? How could Lei He have it on him?" Yuan Ming's heart raced inexplicably faster.

From Lei He's memories, he knew of the existence of a page from the Golden Sunflower Heavenly Book and knew that it detailed a magic called "Circular Light Technique," but he hadn't expected to find the page on Lei He.

After a careful examination, his smile grew even brighter.

Just as he had guessed, this golden page was indeed from the Golden Sunflower Heavenly Book, and it detailed the "Circular Light Technique."

The Circular Light Technique was not complex, or at least, it wasn't complex for Yuan Ming, who had a background as a Soul Cultivator. Ultimately, it was also a magic for divine sense exploration.

However, what set it apart from other similar magics was its ability to conceal one's divine thought. Even cultivators with higher cultivation might not detect the Circular Light Technique's probing, and it was also immune to divine-sense-restricting arrays.

Although the technique was easy to pick up, belonging to the category of "easy to learn but difficult to master," there were virtually no barriers at the learning stage. However, mastering it to perfection, especially in terms of concealing divine sense and extending its range, was extremely challenging, with many limitations.

Yuan Ming made a brief attempt and mastered the technique with ease. However, due to the short learning time, his probing range was not extensive, stretching only about a hundred yards.

But within this hundred-yard range, if he used the Circular Light Technique to explore others, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would find it extremely difficult to detect.

"This technique has infinite ingenious uses. I must practice diligently in the future," Yuan Ming told himself.

Then, after searching a bit more, he took out an ancient red scroll, which was precisely the treasure that Lei He had acquired in the golden hall earlier.

Yuan Ming slowly unrolled the ancient scroll and, upon seeing its content, couldn't help but frown.

The scroll had a lot of blank space and only depicted a simple two-storied wooden building barrenly, with nothing else, making the entire scene seem discordant.

However, as his fingertips brushed over the surface of the scroll, a ripple of illusory light vibrated, and a distinct spatial fluctuation emerged, causing a tingling sensation on his fingertips.

Yuan Ming furrowed his brows slightly, realizing that this object was no simple thing.

He immediately held the scroll in his hand, poured mana into it, and tried to refine it.

The moment the ancient red scroll was fully refined, Yuan Ming finally understood what it was.

Turns out, it was an exceedingly rare Space Treasure. The space within it was vast beyond Yuan Ming's imagination.

The small wooden building wasn't just a picture drawn on it but was in fact the actual building held within. In other words, everything stored in the scroll would be displayed as an image on the scroll.

Yuan Ming tried storing a short sword inside and found only a grain-sized pattern appearing on the scroll. If his eyes and heart hadn't been so keen, he would have almost missed it.

"It seems that the size of the image displayed depends on the original item's volume. This is far more convenient than a storage ring or storage bag," Yuan Ming muttered to himself, as thoughts of Houtu Mountain in the secret realm's underground came to mind.

Considering the amount of blank space in the scroll, it seemed collecting Houtu Mountain wouldn't be a problem, right?

Yuan Ming steadied himself, and after another round of inventory, found more than 200,000 spirit stones and seven or eight magic treasures.

Given Lei He's identity as a Nascent Soul cultivator, these magic treasures were not of a low grade, all adorned with at least six runes, treasures that could enrich the Thousand Treasures Scripture Pillar.

Besides, Lei He's Storage Ring contained many spirit grasses and demon cores, with dozens of thousand-year-old spiritual grasses and several hundred year-old spirit grasses reaching into the hundreds. Yuan Ming wasn't sure if Lei He had collected these on the Three Immortals Island or had always carried so many spirit grasses with him.

As for the demon cores, there were several dozen, all above the third level.

These spirit grasses and demon cores could be refined into a large batch of elixirs, enough for his cultivation until the late-stage of Core Formation, or even reaching perfect Core Formation.

"Truly, killing for loot is the fastest way to accumulate resources," Yuan Ming thought to himself.

After tallying everything, Yuan Ming released his Divine Sense again to check the outside, ensuring there were no dangers before leaving the space of the Stealing Heaven Tripod and returning to the great hall of Li Palace.

Looking at the mess inside and outside the hall, and then recalling the eerie, strange Tree Man Zhao Gui and the majestic golden Divine Bow that followed, Yuan Ming couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Throughout his journey, he had assumed that Three Immortals Island might be in danger, but believed it would be within his control, and with Xi Ying's abilities, survival wouldn't be an issue—hence he had been exploring with peace of mind.

However, the current situation was such that even though he knew Xi Ying must be more familiar with this place than he was, Yuan Ming couldn't help worrying about her safety.

He glanced at the Stealing Heaven Tripod in his hand and with a flick of his wrist, he took out a stick of Black Incense and inserted it into the tripod.

Yuan Ming lit the Black Incense and began to visualize Guoguo's appearance in his mind.

After the failed attempt to summon Xi Ying before, Yuan Ming had hardly tried again; every time, he would summon through Guoguo to check on Xi Ying's status.

Before long, his Divine Thought descended upon Guoguo.

To his surprise, instead of a dangerous battle or a perilous situation, Xi Ying was currently situated in a lush and vibrant, peculiar space filled with flowers and plants.

Surrounded by a riot of blooming flowers and rich vegetation, towering ancient trees could be seen everywhere, vines draping down like verdant curtains, and even with the mere contact through Divine Thought, he could sense an abundance of Spiritual Energy and burgeoning life.

What astonished Yuan Ming even more was that there were two suns hanging above the sky of this space.

Unlike the Seven Suns over Golden Sunflower Immortal Island, one of these suns was brilliantly white, dazzling, with no halo of light around it, while the other was pitch-black, round and plump, as if painted with ink.

Despite being two completely opposite entities, they were hanging together in the sky harmoniously, with no extreme temperatures around them; on the contrary, the atmosphere was remarkably comfortable.

At this moment, Xi Ying was sitting cross-legged on a verdant lotus flower, enveloped in a radiant aura, evidently in deep cultivation.

Through Guoguo's vision, he could tell that she was vigilantly surveying her surroundings, yet she showed no sign of nervousness, indicating that this place was relatively safe.

Seeing that Xi Ying was not in danger, Yuan Ming finally relaxed. Unwilling to disturb her cultivation, he withdrew from Guoguo and his Divine Thought returned to his own body.

Upon waking, Yuan Ming extinguished the still-burning Black Incense and put it away.

With the three-day period advised by Qi Ye not yet passed, he didn't hastily leave but entered the Stealing Heaven Tripod Space once more.

"Right, I wonder what's the situation outside now?" Yuan Ming suddenly recalled something and contacted Miao Xian at Hundred Pills Square via a Desire Power anchor point.

...

In the East Sea, on Red Ganoderma Island.

Within a room in a secluded garden, Yan Siyun, with hair somewhat disheveled, sat at a table, flipping through Jade Scrolls containing intelligence gathered from various places, her beautiful face looking complex and weary.

On the day she and Bi Shuirou left Fusang Island and returned to Red Ganoderma Island, several days had already passed.

She thought the chaos on Fusang Island would soon end, but unexpected events followed one after another, too fast for the eye to follow.

The chaos had now spread across the entire East Sea. Many islands were in a state of panic, fearing for their security. Even Red Ganoderma Island was preparing to activate its protective Array and temporarily seal off the island.

With a furrowed brow, Yan Siyun had thought that the situation in the East Sea Immortal Cultivation World was stable, which is why she had relocated Hundred Pills Square here; little did she expect that right after gaining a foothold in the region, the entire East Sea would be thrown into turmoil, significantly impacting the business of Hundred Pills Square.

Fortunately, Hundred Pills Square had the support of Lord Nether Moon God; as long as devotion was sincere, they should avoid the catastrophic downfall they faced during the time in the Black Wind Desert.

"I wonder how Divine Envoy Yuan is doing?" Yan Siyun lamented in her thoughts.

For the past few days, her concern for Yuan Ming's well-being never ceased, and she had been praying devoutly to the statue of Nether Moon God every day, but without receiving any response.

Yan Siyun fetched a Compass-like Magic Treasure, inscribed with numerous complex lines and star patterns.

This object was called the Heavenly Star Plate, a Magic Artifact given to her by Xi Ying, which could aid in the use of the Heavenly Destiny Skill.

Gather her thoughts, she was about to divine Yuan Ming's fortunes when she suddenly felt inexplicably drawn to look towards the statue of Nether Moon God placed on an adjacent table.

The next instant, an immense Divine Sense descended from the heavens, enveloping the woman's form and making her shudder slightly.

"Lord Nether Moon God," Yan Siyun immediately sat up straight and called out with reverence.

"What is the situation on Fusang Island?" the dignified voice of Nether Moon God inquired.

"Lord Nether Moon God, I was just about to report to you that Fusang Island has been overtaken by the Wu Yue Sect," Yan Siyun replied.

Yuan Ming's eyebrows twitched, but he wasn't surprised.

With the Level 5 Golden Crow currently at Three Immortals Island, it was probable that the Island Master of Fusang Island was also there, making it a time when defenses were at their weakest.

It wouldn't have been difficult for the Wu Yue Sect, which had dispatched a Venerable to come here, to capture Fusang Island.

"Any other news?" Nether Moon God spoke again, his voice still as calm as water.

Upon hearing this, Yan Siyun couldn't help but be moved; gods indeed remain unshaken by any changes, their divine spirit undisturbed.

"After conquering Fusang Island, Wu Yue Sect did not stop there; instead, they continued to aggressively attack other islands of the East Sea. For some reason, several First-class Islands have also fallen one after another. At this time, Wu Yue Sect's influence is growing stronger, and they seem poised to sweep across the entire East Sea Immortal Cultivation World," Yan Siyun continued reporting.

"This was to be expected," said Nether Moon God indifferently.

If Wu Yue Sect had taken action, they wouldn't have just set their sights on Fusang Island; they would take advantage of the opportunity to bring the entire East Sea under their tyranny.

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