"I didn't expect that the so-called opportunity to become a Sage in Yuan Ling's Treasure House is this Primordial Violet Qi! It's just that Sovereign Yuan Ling was a peerless genius back then, so I'm sure he disdained to use this Primordial Violet Qi to become a Saint. "
"It's a pity that he failed to overcome the Heavenly Tribulation. Otherwise, with his battle prowess after becoming a Saint, he might even have the chance to suppress an entire era."
The Seventh Ancestor sighed with emotion.
Upon hearing that, Chu Kuangren asked, "Senior, do you have any use for this item?"
"Heh, keep it. You can use it or give it to the other Supreme-Beings in the sect. It's better than giving it to an old man like me."
The Seventh Forefather laughed.
However, Chu Kuangren could sense a sense of desolation in her voice.
What he didn't know was that the Seventh Patriarch had already entered Deva Decay Stage Five and was nearing the end of his lifespan. Even if the Primordial Violet Qi was given to him, he probably wouldn't have the time to comprehend it, and it would just be a waste.
Chu Kuangren did not ask any questions and kept the Primordial Purple Haze.
He had no intention of using the violet energy.
Using the Primordial Purple Haze to become a Sage meant that his combat strength would be the weakest because the Daos he gained were not his own. Chu Kuangren had to rely on his own strength to become a Sage!
He had a Supreme Daoist Body and a Supreme Foundation, so it would not be a problem.
Although there was no need for the purple gas, it could still be used by other people in the Black Heaven Sect, such as Honorable Xuan Qi, Elder Ruyan, and a few other Honorables.
After looting the palace, Chu Kuangren did not even let go of a single soulstone before he left in satisfaction.
…
Boom!
A terrifying sword light burst out and tore a malevolent demonic beast into two halves. Blood rained down from the sky and dyed the mountain forest red.
In the air, a middle-aged man in a white robe held a Supreme Treasure Sword with a cold expression on his face.
If anyone from the White Cloud City was here, they would definitely recognize this person.
It was the eldest son of the White Cloud City Lord, Ye Baifeng.
"Sir, the scouts ahead reported that they found a palace three hundred miles ahead!" A swordsman suddenly arrived.
Ye Baifeng's eyes lit up, "Let's go!"
Very quickly, Ye Baifeng saw the palace hidden in the depths of the mountain from afar, and his face instantly revealed a look of ecstasy.
"That must be where Autarch Yuan Ling hid his treasures!!"
"The opportunity to become a Sage must be inside!"
Just as Ye Baifeng and the rest were about to approach.
Suddenly, a series of roars came from afar.
Gibbon with black fur all over their bodies leaped out from the forest, each of them exuding an incomparably violent aura.
The leader of the group was a Combat King!
"Dammit! These Ape Demons have all been refined into puppets by Honorable Yuan Ling. Although they don't have any intelligence, they aren't afraid of death and are extremely difficult to deal with."
"Hmph! It's just a group of animals. There's no need to be afraid!"
"The treasury is right in front of us, how can we retreat!"
"That's right, this is a great opportunity for us! Kill! "
"I can't return empty-handed!"
The group of cultivators instantly clashed with the gibbon.
Terrifying energy burst out and swept through the forest.
Ye Baifeng, on the other hand, faced the leader of the group, the gibbon. This gibbon's strength was extremely terrifying. Its eyes were blood red, and it was filled with a murderous aura. Every time it waved its arms, it would create a violent flow of Spirit Qi.
His battle prowess had already reached the peak of the War King realm!
Although Ye Baifeng was strong, he couldn't do anything to the gibbon in such a short amount of time.
As time passed, he started to get impatient.
Honorable Yuan Ling's treasury was right in front of him, but it was blocked by a group of apes. If this dragged on, and someone else got to it first, it would be like drawing water with a sieve.
Thinking about this, Ye Baifeng gritted his teeth and took out a small silver sword. It was a small sword that his father, Honorable Swordsman White Cloud, once used, it would be equivalent to an attack from Honorable Swordsman White Cloud.
What kind of person was Honorable Swordsman White Cloud?
Honorable Supreme!
A casual swing of his sword was enough to kill any War King.
"I can't care so much anymore, go!"
Ye Baifeng activated the small silver sword.
In an instant, a terrifying Daoist Rhyme filled the sky. A thousand feet long silver sword ray descended from the sky, locking onto the gibbon king.
"Roar!!"
The gibbon king roared into the sky, trying its best to defend!
However, an attack from an Honorable Supreme was powerful enough to overturn the mountains and seas. The moment it came into contact with the sword ray, the gibbon king exploded into a mist of blood, while the sword ray fell into the mountains.
Boom!!!
With a loud bang, the entire Small World shook!
In the void, cracks began to appear!
Large pieces of space began to crumble and shatter!
Everyone who had entered the pocket dimension was shocked by this sudden commotion, and their pupils shrank, and their faces turned pale.
"F * ck, damn it, which idiot dared to use the power of an Honorable Supreme in this small world, is he tired of living?"
"The small world is starting to shatter, there's not much time left, we can't find the treasury anymore. Our lives are more important, we have to leave this place as soon as possible."
"The terrifying power formed by the collapse of a small world is no joke, even an Honorable Supreme would find it hard to survive."
Those who knew that they had no hope of finding the treasury left.
After all, no matter how tempting the treasury was, it was not as important as their lives.
As for Ye Baifeng, after killing the Gibbon King, the remaining Sword Qi also scattered and scattered the rest of the Gibbon Kings.
"There's not much time left, let's go!"
Ye Baifeng took this opportunity to lead the crowd into the palace.
But what welcomed them was an empty palace.
"How could this be?"
"Where's the treasury, where did it go?!"
Everyone's expression changed.
They fought so hard to get here, thinking that there would be countless treasures waving at them. Who would've thought that it would be such a desolate scene.
Ye Baifeng's tone was gloomy, "Don't be discouraged, search!"
Everyone used their spiritual sense to scan the area, not leaving a single corner untouched. In a short while, the entire palace was searched inside and out.
They even dug up the floor tiles, but not a single spiritual stone was found, not to mention the treasury.
Then, a cultivator found a few footprints on the stairs of the palace. This meant that someone had been here before!
The treasury had been taken by someone else!!
This made Ye Baifeng furious.
He worked so hard to get here, and for the sake of the treasury, he even used the treasure his father gave him, but now he didn't even have a single strand of hair.
"Who is it!!"
Ye Baifeng was practically roaring out loud.
He thought of something, and took out a white crystal from his universe ring, his eyes carrying the last bit of hope. "This is a Backtrack Stone, it contains a trace of the Dao of Time! It can turn back time and capture images of recent events in a place. "
This was a treasure that Ye Baifeng obtained during his early years of training. It had been in his possession for a long time, but he had never used it.
At this time, he could only hope that this item could help him.
He tossed the Backtrack Stone into the air, and rays of mysterious lights flashed before a few images appeared in the air.
In the images, there was a man and a woman. The man was extremely handsome, like an immortal, while the woman had long silver hair and a peerless face.
The images showed that it was these two who took away the treasures.
"Look, could that be … the Primordial Purple Haze!!"
Suddenly, a cultivator exclaimed.
In the images, Chu Kuangren opened the wooden box, and within it was a purple haze. It was the Primordial Purple Haze, the foundation of becoming a sage.
"Who are these two?"
"Go and find them!"
"We must find them, take back the treasures, and take back the Primordial Purple Haze!"
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