However, now that the Great Desolate Universe had recovered, the former universe ruins had long become a cultivation holy land. The cultivation conditions were many times better than before, and the cultivation speed of cultivators was also many times faster than before.
In just ten thousand years, several Divine Lords and hundreds of Divine Lords had already been born in the Elf Clan.
In the past, this was unimaginable. Ten thousand years was just a blink of an eye for a Divine Realm existence.
Any Divine Realm existence would be in seclusion for more than ten thousand years.
According to this development, it was only a matter of time before the Elf Clan recovered to the level before they were annihilated.
At the top of the Elven Holy Tree, there was a luxurious palace. At this moment, Ling Yuwei was having a meeting with the upper echelons of the Elf Clan.
Without a doubt, Ling Yuwei sat at the head of the table.
In the Elf Clan, whether it was in terms of cultivation or identity, Ling Yuwei was undoubtedly the number one person.
In the sky above the Elven Holy Tree, Lu Ming's figure suddenly appeared.
Ling Yuwei seemed to have sensed something and raised her head to look up.
Other than Ling Yuwei, none of the other elves discovered it.
"Alright, let's call it a day."
Ling Yuwei said, and the others took their leave.
After the others left, Lu Ming silently appeared in front of Ling Yuwei.
"You still remember to come and find me. I thought you had forgotten about me."
Ling Yuwei rolled her eyes at Lu Ming, her eyes full of resentment.
"How is this possible? As soon as I finished my cultivation, I immediately came to find you. "
As Lu Ming spoke, he walked over and held Ling Yuwei's small hand. Ling Yuwei's small face blushed slightly, and she allowed Lu Ming to hold her hand.
"Let's go out for a walk …"
Lu Ming stopped Ling Yuwei and strolled in the sky above the Elf Clan.
In the following month, Lu Ming accompanied Ling Yuwei, and the relationship between the two of them was also rapidly improving.
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In an extremely secretive underground secret room of the Quasi-immortal Race, five figures were waiting respectfully.
One of them was Cang Qiong.
However, the current Cang Qiong's face was somewhat pale, and his aura was extremely weak.
Judging from his aura, Firmament was only at the fifth level of the Divine Lord Realm.
Back then, Firmament's cultivation had been at the ninth level of the Divine Lord Realm. It was clear that in Purple Heaven Paradise, Firmament had used the Immortal's Brand without any regard for the consequences.
Although he was lucky enough to keep his life, his cultivation had plummeted. Not only that, but his foundation had also been damaged. It would be impossible for his cultivation to improve in the future.
At the side, the other four higher-ups of the Quasi-saint Tribe sighed in their hearts.
Originally, with Cang Qiong's talent, his future was limitless. But now, a genius had fallen, and there was no longer any possibility for him to improve.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread out from the underground chamber.
This aura was as brilliant as the might of the heavens, supreme and eternal.
Cang Qiong and the others became energetic, as their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.
Could it be that their ancestor, a Transcendor, had awakened?
The aura rose, but it didn't last for long before it was quickly restrained. In the next moment, the space within the secret chamber rippled and a figure appeared.
This figure was very small, only the size of a palm, and its entire body was filled with mysterious multicolored light.
However, one could still see that it was a very handsome young man. He was filled with domineering aura as he looked down on all living beings.
Upon seeing this figure, the five people led by Cang Qiong were ecstatic. Then, they bowed respectfully and said loudly, "Descendant Cang Qiong … Cang Luo pays respect to ancestor!"
"Get up!"
The palm-sized figure waved his hand, and a force lifted Cang Qiong and the others.
"Ancestor, could it be that you have completely recovered?"
Cang Qiong looked at this figure expectantly.
This figure was the ancestor of their Quasi-saint Tribe, and also their greatest trump card.
This was because this was a Transcendor, a true 'Immortal', an invincible existence who had survived from the previous era's Primitive Continent.
However, this' Immortal 'had been seriously injured in the previous era's war and had been in a deep sleep.
For countless years, the Quasi-saint Tribe had been enduring silently and keeping a low profile. Their goal was to secretly collect treasures to cure this Immortal.
However, how could it be so easy to cure an Immortal?
The treasures needed to cure an Immortal's serious injury were too high-level. Even in the previous era's Primitive Continent, they were top-notch treasures. It was too difficult to find them in the broken Primitive Universe.
However, the Immortal's Molt in Purple Heaven Grotto-Heaven gave the Quasi-saint Tribe hope.
The Immortal's Molt was the essence left behind by an Immortal expert. It was a peerless treasure and would definitely be helpful for their ancestor's recovery. Therefore, Cang Qiong did not hesitate to activate the Immortal's Mark to fight for the Immortal's Molt.
"How could it be so easy to completely recover?"
The ancestor of the Quasi-saint Tribe shook his head and continued, "However, the Immortal's Molt is very useful. It has already helped me recover about 50%."
Only 50%?
Cang Qiong and the others were disappointed.
"You don't have to be disappointed. It is already very difficult to recover 50%. I have already recovered a part of my strength and can heal myself. As long as I spend some time, the remaining 50% will recover sooner or later."
The ancestor of the Quasi-saint Tribe said.
Cang Qiong and the others were delighted again.
"Ancestor, can you help?"
Cang Qiong asked.
If an Immortal were to help, even if he was seriously injured, his battle strength would be extremely terrifying. Not to mention the three races of the forbidden area, he would be more than enough to wipe out the Heavenly Human Tribe, the Evil Demons, and the Heaven Destroyer.
Moreover, the experts of the three races of the forbidden area could not come out during the great origin tribulation. They would definitely be able to seize some of the top treasures of the Primitive Universe.
For example, the Human Monarch's body.
Once they controlled these top treasures, even if the future situation was chaotic, the Quasi-saint Tribe would at least have some power to protect themselves.
Unfortunately, Cang Qiong and the others were immediately disappointed.
The old man of the Quasi-saint Tribe shook his head and said, "Under the great origin tribulation, even an Immortal would be greatly affected and would not be able to help."
"In addition, the current Primitive Universe is broken. The core of the universe is broken, and the laws and profundities are incomplete. It is difficult for it to withstand the power of an Immortal. Once an Immortal takes action, I am afraid this universe will not be able to withstand it and completely collapse. Then, all the living beings trapped in it will be buried along with it, including the Immortal."
"The broken Primitive Universe cannot withstand the power of an Immortal? Then, those Immortals in the Primitive Universe suddenly disappeared without a trace. Could it be that they did not die in battle? "
Cang Qiong seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed in a low voice.
"Back then, the Primitive Universe was full of experts and Immortals. There were many amazing people. How could they all die so easily? I guess the universe was broken and could not withstand their power, so they moved."
The ancestor of the Quasi-saint Tribe said.
"Moved? Where would they move to? "
Cang Qiong was puzzled.
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