With the passage of time and the erosion of dark energy, almost all the essence of strange substances has disappeared, leaving no trace of the original appearance.

No matter how magnificent the buildings, how prosperous the cities, how splendid the civilizations, they vanish too quickly once life fades away.

Wang Xuan felt deeply regretful that he could not witness the original grandeur of this colossal city, now reduced even to remnants.

Aside from the magnificent city walls and this palace, there was almost nothing to see; he could only savor the former magnificence through these sights.

The palace of the Divine Being was relatively well-preserved, but all spiritual and divine items had become scrap, unable to be reused.

Yet, a Divine Being is ultimately a Divine Being, their corpse stretches across the starry sky, their body as large as a planet, so it’s impossible that nothing has been preserved.

The exquisitely beautiful bed still maintained an unimaginable sense of artistry, pleasing to the eye, sweeping away fatigue.

However, Wang Xuan’s gaze ignored these and focused solely on a stone pillow, over ten meters long, its surface gray and dull, showing nothing extraordinary.

Wang Xuan used Thunder of Ten Thousand Jun to cut through everything, surprisingly easily, with almost no obstruction, hardly harder than cutting tofu.

One could imagine, an item that served as a Divine Being’s pillow must be extremely precious, impossible for Wang Xuan to destroy.

Yet reality is as such; formed long ago, profound and rare, it step by step regressed in this environment, resisting time and the erosion of dark creatures, decaying and deteriorating, eventually becoming this shape.

Wang Xuan continuously cut, the massive stone block gradually diminishing in size, and the difficulty of cutting gradually increased, allowing Wang Xuan to breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking this way, he felt he was not without gain.

Unfortunately, his joy seemed premature, because when he cut down to a size of one person, no core was found, until only one foot long remained.

Such a large piece of jade, Wang Xuan obtained only one foot of it, even losing much of the essence within, which left him feeling regretful.

Placing the jade into his pouch, Wang Xuan continued to search the room, not believing there would be only this one treasure here.

After a long search, he finally saw a book on a stone table, with characters engraved on it, preserved, evidently written by a Divine Being here.

To his delight, he could understand the meaning of these characters by appearance, reaching straight to the level of consciousness.

This book seemed to be written by the Divine Being for their descendants, recording two divine techniques, one was Nine Breath Qi Cultivation, the other was Flowers in an Instant.

Wang Xuan had heard of these two divine techniques before, as they appeared in some Chinese myths and legends, mastering any one of them would provide immense assistance.

The content was indeed from shallow to deep, and Wang Xuan focused on memorizing it, taking a quarter hour to engrave it in his mind given the strength of his soul.

When he wanted to take the book, he discovered that upon contact, it instantly collapsed into a pile of sand, evidently already decayed.

Searching everywhere, Wang Xuan returned to the Divine Being’s bed again, carefully cutting it open, peeling the massive bed layer by layer, cautiously moving.

This bed was not a common item, as it was not so easily cut open under his blade, giving him some reassurance that if there were things within the stone bed, its cover could resist erosion.

After a long time, he finally discovered the core of the bed contained a metal plate over ten meters long and wide, more than a meter thick, emitting a clang when struck by Thunder of Ten Thousand Jun.

Its preservation was so complete that Wang Xuan found it hard to imagine.

On it were countless characters, each extremely profound, while the back was covered in smaller explanatory text, densely packed, numbering in the tens of millions.

“Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo!” Wang Xuan looked at the four large characters on the metal plate, the immortal sword intent still preserved.

He was somewhat worried whether his physique could cultivate, after all, the creation of many cultivation techniques was only applicable to certain races.

Although they were humanoid creatures, who knows how vast the differences between cultivation systems might be.

“A cultivation of the mental level? Perhaps I might be able to cultivate.” Wang Xuan held some expectation as he saw from its principles that it was a Dharma Gate for cultivating the soul.

Placing the massive metal plate into his pouch, Wang Xuan felt that he hadn’t made the trip in vain.

Thinking about it, he continued to cut the Divine Being’s bed, thinking there might still be treasures preserved here. Yet after cutting it completely apart, he still found nothing else.

Searching again in the Divine Being’s palace yielded no results.

Within the palace’s remaining texts, Wang Xuan frequently saw the four characters “Supreme Profound Legion,” recalling the Divine Being corpse’s battle armor also bore these characters, he speculated this was the Divine Being’s faction.

The battlefield relics should involve confrontation by both sides, impossible with just a few individuals.

Leaving the great city ruins, Wang Xuan headed to the back of the continent, which was equally desolate with a higher concentration of dark energy, causing unsettling apprehension.

Taking out a personal energy cannon, Wang Xuan began shooting forward, the energy beams penetrating dark energy, gradually weakening, and eventually several beams managed to pierce the obstructive interspace, reaching the end.

It seemed that tens of thousands of miles ahead there were entities, Wang Xuan hesitated whether he should go see.

He desired to go, but a repulsive intent from the accelerator within him, which was absent on the previous giant, arose.

Apparently, the accelerator originated from the Divine Being’s faction, while the entity ahead came from another faction.

At this time, the sensitivity with Long Ling grew increasingly weak. If he stayed too long, he might never return, trapped forever in this lifeless place.

“I still want to see it.” Wang Xuan cherished the little time left.

Utilizing a Space Gate, he continually leaped hundreds of miles at each time, his true qi consumption increasing.

“Boom!”

With one leap, his Gang Qi Shield suddenly shattered, Wang Xuan saw nothing before it happened.

His Gang Qi Shield rose again, protected by the Silk Taoist Robe, preventing injury, though the shield was continually assaulted by surrounding dark energy.

Endless streams of dark energy once more intensified during leaps forward.

Seeing no hope, Wang Xuan immediately retreated.

Reciting words of divine invocation, with Long Ling’s spoken will to return conveyed, his figure instantly vanished.

With a swoosh, Wang Xuan disappeared.

Reappearing in the Altar Space, his complexion was slightly pale but otherwise unscathed.

“Any harvest?” Long Ling resumed its lazy demeanor, though its eyes betrayed an unmistakable exhaustion.

Wang Xuan nodded, taking out the piece of jade, and asked, “What is this thing? What use does it have?”

Long Ling observed for a long time, then shook its head with a sigh: “Nurture it, wait for it to develop nine orifices, then you can condense a clone indistinguishable from the original, with remarkable cultivation talent.

Had it been intact, it should be called Nine-Orifice Exquisite Stone, now only its core part remains, a pity.

Of course, its value should be equivalent to several Life Planets, making it extremely precious for you, a treasure that will provide great assistance.”

Nodding, Wang Xuan felt satisfied with such a harvest.

Glancing at Dominator, Wang Xuan said, “I’m leaving, see if it wants to come with me.”

“Kick it twice to wake it.” Long Ling yawned.

Wang Xuan unceremoniously kicked Dominator twice, who awoke groggy and confused.

“Who are you? Where am I?” Dominator asked in a young voice akin to a five or six-year-old child.

“Little one, do you want to come with me?” Wang Xuan said with a smile.

Little Dominator asked, “Will you give me food?”

“Plenty of food, rest assured, I’ll never let you go hungry, and following me, you won’t have to live hiding all the time.” Wang Xuan said.

Tricking Dominator back would be quite beneficial, as its blood could make several powerful pills, compared to this, the food for rearing it was a mere trifle.

“Okay, I’ll go with you.” Dominator agreed readily.

“To have milk is to be a mother.” Long Ling cursed, “Have a bit of backbone for Lao-tzu, would you?”

“What is backbone? Can you eat it?” Dominator replied.

Mentioning food, it couldn’t help but drool.

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