Chapter 335: Leave Quickly
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Shen Changqing calmed his mind and looked at his own panel.
Upon seeing the increase from the source, he nodded in satisfaction.
That's it for this round.
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I guess I made quite a profit.
The only thing that could be considered a loss is the massacre of hundreds of divine realms,
All of them belong to a few clans, not coming from multiple races. This leads to their ability to obtain only a meager number of sources.
There's no way.
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Any race can only retain the strongest one origin, and that's it.
Even if one killed a hundred of that clan's beings, they would still only receive one origin.
However.
Shen Changqing didn't feel sorry for anything.
It's not a big deal that the source material is limited, the key point is that the source itself is very generous.
Northern Separated Region cultivators,
As expected of the genius disciple of the Four Directions Clan, the source points awarded after killing him are completely incomparable to those given by half-baked Saint Sons like Ziyun.
Now.
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The source points in his panel have increased from the original four to twenty-two.
In other words.
The proud son of the SiFang clan, he was bestowed with eighteen source points.
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Then, after slaying hundreds of Divine Realm experts on the scene, the source point surged from twenty-two to thirty directly.
That way.
Compared to the sources provided by the Four Holy Sons, the difference becomes clear.
Shen Changqing was relieved.
After all, cultivators who truly understand the laws are rare to begin with. Having hundreds of Divine Realm cultivators provide eight source points is already quite good.
Thirty source points.
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I have already been able to increase my own thirty laws of growth.
"All that remains is the Nandou clan!"
Nanyang clan!
Nanyang Willow!
Both are clan geniuses,
The other party's strength is not much weaker than that of Tianjiao like Bei Li Wentian.
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He suspected the other party should be guarding the Chaos Stele and its carrier.
Moreover.
It is highly likely that we have already succeeded.
However.
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Even if the other party succeeds, those two things still belong to me. The only difference is the time it takes.
It's time to go talk to them!
He looked at the mutilated corpses in front of him.
With a sweep of his divine sense, all the remaining storage rings were found and thrown into the cave heaven.
Fallen cultivators, even the weakest among them, possessed strength at the later stages of the God Realm.
Even the worst storage ring left behind by such a powerful being wouldn't be too shabby.
It's a pity.
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Not all storage rings can be perfectly preserved.
Some storage rings were directly shattered during the battle in front, and the resources stored inside were obliterated along with the shattering of the spatial ring by spatial power.
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"Damn it... how could he be here!"
Ziyun coughed up blood incessantly, staring at the cultivator who had attacked him. His eyes were filled with terror.
Nanyang willow!
The pride of the Nanyang clan!
He never expected that the other party wouldn't fight for the treasure that appeared with the purple light, but instead would be lurking here.
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When the purple light surged towards the sky, Purple Cloud intentionally did not go there but instead went in another direction to stay away.
> Arrived at the back.
Another treasure emerged, and he couldn't contain his excitement to come and have a look.
In his mind,
Ahead, purple light surged into the sky. All the talented beings from different races should have already gone there,
Even if a priceless treasure were to appear now,
It is estimated that only ordinary cultivators will be able to come.
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Ziyun Fang never expected that,
Nanyang Liu would actually be guarding here
When he first arrived, he was met with a fierce attack from the other side.
Thanks to the defensive magical artifacts bestowed upon him by Master Xuanfeng, Ziyun was barely able to hold his own. However, he was still being pushed back relentlessly and had no opportunity to retaliate at all.
Now.
There were already many mutilated corpses lying on the ground.
Those corpses, they were all from the divine realm cultivators of each clan.
Although these deities possess considerable strength, they are still unable to withstand the might of a celestial prodigy.
"Nanyang Liu, I have no intention of vying for the treasure. As long as you lay down your arms, I will leave immediately!"
Once again, having been dealt a blow by the opponent, Ziyun Fang had no choice but to concede defeat.
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If the battle continues, I will surely die.
Upon hearing this.
Nanyang Liu's face was cold, and he showed no intention of stopping: "When you die, I will naturally stop!"
Now all the tribes are vying for dominion over the heavens and earth. For every foreign cultivator slain, the Nanyang clan gains a greater advantage.
Moreover, Ziyun Fang's displayed strength is not weak. Although it is not as strong as a true genius, it is still powerful among those at the same level, and there is hope for him to prove himself as a Divine King in the future.
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Such a cultivator.
Of course, one must strangle it in its cradle.
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"Boom!"
Another blow was struck, and the defensive Dao soldiers finally reached their limit. To Zi Yunfang's astonishment, they directly exploded.
Just then.
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An unseen message seemed to reach him, causing Liuyang of Nanyang to be startled.
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Leave this place at once!
Leaving
Why leave
He didn't understand; he was already a god realm who had killed many from other clans. There was no need for him to leave at all.
But.
The message came in a voice, which Nan Yang Liu could hear clearly. It was from the Feihuang of the Nan Yang clan.
A message from the royal family asking him to leave must mean something has happened.
So.
Looking at the Ziyun Fang in front of him, Nanyang Liu once again printed a palm, knocking the opponent flying horizontally. Then he looked at the remaining Nanyang clan cultivators present and shouted fiercely: "Yuhuang has ordered, all cultivators retreat from Heaven and Earth!"
That's it.
He first revealed the true form of the Nanyang clan, transforming into a majestic feathered carving ten thousand zhangs tall and flying towards the heavens.
The feathered carving is extremely fast.
In just less than a breath, he had already entered the Heavenly and Earthly Gale Layer. He was about to leave the boundaries of Heaven and Earth.
“Are you that close”
A gentle voice came, causing Nan Yangliu's heart to skip a beat.
At almost the same time, a gigantic hand crushed down from the heavens. He wanted to react, but it was too late.
"Boom!"
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A giant strike came down.
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Nanyang Liu only felt his body tremble violently, and his body directly plummeted from the sky.
Below.
While Ziyun Fang was secretly relieved by Nan Yang Liu's sudden departure, a ten-thousand-zhang feathered eagle plummeted from the heavens and crashed directly in front of him.
A major earthquake occurred.
Landslide.
A terrifying pit suddenly appeared on the ground. The ten-thousand-zhang feathered carving lay there, its wings broken, its body shattered, and divine blood gushing out of its wounds like a river. It quickly gathered into a lake.
"What happened!"
The sudden turn of events caused Ziyun's face to change drastically.
He couldn't imagine that just moments ago, the once invincible Liu of Nanyang would be reduced to this state.
More than just the Purple Cloud faction was shocked.
Even the remaining cultivators from other clans were horrified, staring at this scene before them, almost thinking they had gone blind.
Suddenly.
A cultivator slowly descended from the sky, standing at the edge of the deep pit.
"Purple… Purple Cloud Saint!"
Purple Cloud's heart and mind trembled violently.
He never expected the arriving cultivator to be Ziyun Saint. The other party should have been vying for other treasures instead.
And.
Even if it was Purple Cloud Saint, how could the other party have beaten Nanyang Liu like this all at once
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For a moment.
Ziyun Fang was a little flustered.
He suddenly realized that he might have truly underestimated this Saint Son.
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“Purple Cloud Saint, he is the Purple Cloud Saint!”
"Why is the Purple Cloud Saint here—"
Other clans who remained in the Divine Realm were also shocked and terrified at this moment.
Purple Cloud Saint has arrived.
That was the leader of the Ziyun clan this time. Although the other party didn't have much fame, their performance before entering the Heavenly Realm already showed that they were quite powerful.
Up to now.
Nanyang Liu's injuries seemed more severe than before, inflicted by the opponent. For a moment, in their eyes, the Saint Son of the Purple Cloud Clan was shrouded in a mysterious mist.
“Ziyun... Ziyun Sheng, what do you want!”
At the bottom of the deep chasm, Nan Yang Liu, transformed into a colossal bird-like creature, was barely clinging to life. His voice was weak and fragmented.
Can't do it.
The force of that palm strike, combined with the impact of its descent, nearly caused his body to completely collapse.
You can say.
This palm strike also severely wounded the wielder; unless they could obtain a treasure for nourishment, there was no possibility of recovery within a hundred years.
Nanyang Liu never expected that a low-key Ziyun clan saint son would possess such terrifying power.
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Suddenly.
He now understood a little better why Hu Huang had made him retreat.
It is very possible that it was because of this Purple Cloud Clan Saint Son.
“My purpose is simple, hand over the treasure you obtained.” Shen Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Southern Yang clan’s genius in front of him, his face expressionless.
Now that the container and the chaotic stele are gone, they must have been taken by the other party. However, where they are hidden remains a mystery.
logically speaking.
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A normal storage ring cannot hold objects or chaotic stone steles. Only a special type of storage ring can contain treasures of this level.
But.
He can't guarantee one hundred percent that the other party really put the East XZ there in the storage ring.
Even, Nanyang Liu might have used other means to hide the two treasures.
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In such a situation.
If he were to rashly kill the opponent, there might be some unforeseen changes to the two treasures. This is not what Shen Changqing truly wanted.
"A treasure... why should I give it to you." Nan Yang Liu sneered.
As soon as the voice fell.
A gust of strong wind shot out, the wings exploded directly, and the intense pain caused him to instinctively let out a scream.
Shen Changqing's face was cold: "I'm not discussing this with you, I'm ordering you. If you don't hand over what you got, then you die!"
“You dare kill me!” Nanyang Liu’s pupils contracted violently due to the intense pain.
Why not
Shen Changqing smiled, looking at the other person as if they were an idiot.
"I've already wiped out Bei Li and Wen Tian, I won't hesitate to do the same to you. If you hand over the treasure, there might be a chance for you to live. Otherwise, you're as good as dead!"
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The last shred of hope that remained in Nanyang Liu's heart vanished completely.
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