Chapter 6391 - 6400

 

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking,

the core spiritual vein of the Ancient Realm of Myriad Spirits was already heavily guarded by the Spirit Clan.

The core spiritual vein was located deep within the Spirit Vein Secret Realm of the Ancient Realm.

At the center of the secret realm stood a massive stone altar.

The altar was carved entirely from warm, lustrous spirit jade, and its surface was covered with ancient Spirit Clan runes.

The runes shimmered with a faint green light, radiating a heavy and solemn aura.

In the center of the altar was a deep spring.

Within the spring flowed a milky-white spiritual spring.

Ripples spread across the surface of the spring, and a rich spiritual energy wafted out.

However, it carried a faint turbidity, a sign of the spiritual vein’s decay.

Around the spring were eight fist-sized spirit crystals.

The crystals were emerald green, containing abundant spiritual energy, yet they appeared somewhat dim.

This was clearly due to the depletion of the spiritual vein and insufficient supply of spiritual energy.

Chief Qingmu, Elder Qingyuan, Elder Qingxuan, and several other elders

of the Spirit Clan stood around the stone altar, clad in ancient Spirit Clan sacrificial robes. Their

expressions were solemn, their hands forming hand seals, silently chanting ancient Spirit Clan incantations.

The incantations were deep and resonant, echoing throughout the entire secret realm.

The runes on the stone altar shone brighter with each chant.

Green spiritual light coiled around the altar, resonating with the spiritual spring within.

The Spirit Clan members surrounded the outer edge of the secret realm, their hands clasped together, their expressions devout,

silently praying.

Their eyes held both trepidation and anticipation; this was their Spirit Clan’s last hope.

Kai and Jiang Xuelan stood in the center of the stone altar.

Jiang Xuelan stood beside Kai, her icy blue spiritual energy quietly circulating around her. She remained

vigilant, constantly watching for any movement around her, protecting Kai’s safety.

Kai took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

His aura gradually became calm and steady.

He slowly raised his hands, palms facing each other, and the chaotic power within his body slowly surged forth.

At first, only a faint purple spiritual light overflowed from his palms.

The light was pure and domineering, carrying the primordial aura of the beginning of heaven and earth.

It formed a stark contrast with the surrounding green spiritual energy.

As Kai’s mind calmed down, the chaotic power surged even more violently.

The purple spiritual light continuously flowed from his body,

gradually converging into a thick pillar of light, enveloping the entire stone altar.

Within the pillar of light, countless tiny purple specks of light could be vaguely seen.

These were the origin of the chaotic power, radiating a powerful nourishing force.

Kai slowly opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them.

He pressed his hands down sharply, and the purple pillar of chaotic light instantly plunged down,

directly into the spiritual spring in the center of the stone altar.

“Buzz…”

A deep hum resounded throughout the entire secret realm.

The moment the pillar of chaotic light entered the spiritual spring, the spring churned violently.

The milky white spring water and the purple chaotic power mingled together.

A purple-white vortex formed.

The ancient runes on the stone altar shone brightly.

Green spiritual light intertwined with the purple-white vortex

, forming a massive light shield that enveloped the entire stone altar.

The eight spirit crystals around it, nourished by the chaotic power,

gradually brightened from their dim light.

Emerald light overflowed from the spirit crystals, flowing along the runes on the stone altar and

slowly converging into the spiritual spring, aiding in the repair of the spiritual veins.

Kai’s expression gradually became solemn, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and his face turning slightly pale.

Repairing the spiritual veins was far more difficult than he had imagined; the corruption of the core spiritual veins had penetrated deep into its foundation.

Although the chaotic power could nourish the spiritual veins and purify the impurities,

he needed to precisely control every wisp of power.

He had to completely remove the impurities from the spiritual veins without damaging their essence.

He frowned slightly, his mind highly focused.

Manipulating the power of chaos, it seeped little by little into the depths of the spiritual spring, slowly nourishing the damaged foundation of the spiritual veins along their course.

Everyone clearly saw the turbid energy within the spring

gradually being stripped away under the influence of the chaotic energy.

It transformed into wisps of black mist, rising from the spring.

The moment it touched the light barrier, it was purified by the green spiritual light within the barrier and dissipated into the air.

As the turbid energy was gradually cleared away, the color of the spiritual spring gradually became purer

, slowly changing from milky white to a clear, bright emerald green.

The spiritual energy surging within the spring became increasingly concentrated, carrying a refreshing vitality.

Below the stone altar, the originally dry and cracked earth

gradually became moist under the nourishment of the spiritual spring and the chaotic energy.

Tender green shoots broke through the cracks in the soil

, growing rapidly, quickly becoming a lush patch of grass.

The surrounding spiritual plants, sensing the changes in the spiritual veins, swayed their branches and leaves.

Employing a joyful buzz, the withered branches and leaves gradually turned lush and vibrant green, bursting forth with vitality.

The spirit beasts in the distance also sensed the revival of spiritual energy, letting out clear cries filled with joy.

The Qingmu Clan Chief and several elders wore expressions of shock.

They stared intently at the scene in the center of the stone altar.

Their hand seals never ceased, and their incantations grew increasingly rapid.

They could clearly feel the aura of the core spiritual vein gradually becoming fuller.

The damaged foundation was being repaired little by little by the power of chaos.

The despair of near-exhaustion was gradually dissipating, replaced by a thriving vitality.

Elder Qingxuan

‘s face showed a relieved smile. His gaze towards Kai was filled with admiration.

He hadn’t misjudged him; Kai’s chaotic power truly could save the Spirit Race.

Jiang Xuelan kept her eyes fixed on Kai, noticing his pale face.

Worry filled her eyes.

She could feel the chaotic power within Kai rapidly depleting.

His aura was growing weaker and weaker.

She quietly took a step forward, her icy blue spiritual power slowly flowing into Kai’s body to replenish his strength, whispering, “Kai, hold on, I’m with you.”

Kai sensed Jiang Xuelan’s spiritual power and nodded slightly,

a weak yet resolute smile appearing on his face.

He didn’t stop what he was doing, continuing to manipulate the chaotic power,

purifying the impurities in the spiritual veins little by little, nourishing their foundation.

Time passed slowly, and the spiritual energy within the secret realm grew increasingly dense.

The spiritual spring became clearer, and the runes on the stone altar shone brighter.

Deep within the spiritual veins, the previously broken and damaged vein patterns

gradually reconnected under the nourishment of the chaotic power, flowing with pure spiritual energy.

Suddenly, Kai’s body shuddered violently.

His face turned deathly pale, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Deep within the spiritual vein, a powerful, corrupting force lay hidden.

It was the root of the spiritual vein’s decay, now stirred by the chaotic power.

It erupted suddenly, frantically assaulting Kai’s chaotic power.
“Not good!”

Clan Chief Qingmu’s expression changed, and he exclaimed in alarm.

“It’s the turbid core of the spiritual vein! That’s a turbid core formed from years of decay in the spiritual vein, containing powerful corrupting energy. Fellow Daoist Kai probably won’t be able to withstand it!”

Elder Qingyuan’s expression also changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, “Clan Chief, let’s help!”

“If Fellow Daoist Kai is harmed, the spiritual vein will never be repaired!”

Clan Chief Qingmu didn’t hesitate at all and suddenly raised his hand.

The wood-attribute spiritual power around him surged, and green spiritual light gathered into a huge palm.

He slammed it towards the center of the stone altar.

The other elders also made their moves.

They each circulated their spiritual power, gathering it into beams of spiritual light.

They merged into Clan Chief Qingmu’s palm and together they rushed towards the turbid core of the spiritual vein.

Kai felt the impact of the turbid core, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and unleashed all the remaining chaotic power in his body.

The purple light pillar surged again, merging with the green spiritual light of Clan Chief Qingmu and the others.

A massive force, a blend of purple and green, slammed down upon the turbid core of the spiritual vein.

“Boom!”

A deafening roar echoed as the immense force struck the core.

The core trembled violently, black mist gushing forth, yet it was firmly contained by the purple-green force.

Kai exerted all his strength, manipulating the power of chaos to gradually erode the core.

The Green Wood Clan Chief and several elders also poured their spiritual energy into assisting Kai in purifying the core.

Jiang Xuelan gripped Kai’s hand tightly, continuously channeling her spiritual energy into his body.

Her eyes were filled with worry, but she showed no sign of retreat.

After half an hour of stalemate, the turbid core of the spiritual vein was finally purified and dissipated under the combined influence of the chaotic and spiritual forces of the Spirit Clan.

As the last wisp of black mist vanished into the air, the spiritual spring in the center of the stone altar became completely clear and transparent.

Emerald green water gurgled and flowed, radiating a rich and pure spiritual energy.

Below the stone altar, the previously cracked earth was now covered with lush green grass.

The surrounding spiritual plants grew ever more lush, and spiritual energy flowed freely within the secret realm, brimming with vitality.

Kai could no longer hold on; his legs buckled, and he nearly collapsed.

Jiang Xuelan quickly supported him, her eyes filled with heartache.

His face remained deathly pale, his breath extremely weak, and the chaotic power within his body was almost completely depleted.

Yet, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He had done it.

He had successfully repaired the core foundation of the spiritual vein.

He had secured a chance of survival for the Spirit Clan and for the Free Valley Resistance Army.

Clan Chief Qingmu and several elders quickly walked to the center of the stone altar and bowed deeply to Kai.

Their voices were filled with admiration and gratitude.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Kai!”

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for saving the Spirit Clan!”

“The Spirit Clan will never forget your great kindness!”

The Spirit Clan members surrounding the secret realm also knelt on the ground, shouting in unison.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Kai! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Kai!”

The voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire secret realm, filled with gratitude and awe.

Kai leaned against Jiang Xuelan, waved his hand slightly, and said weakly but with a smile, “Clan leader, you’re too kind.”

“Repairing the spiritual veins is also for our common goal. As long as we can fight against the Divine Alliance and protect this world, this sacrifice is nothing.”

Elder Qingxuan quickly stepped forward, took out a crystal-clear spiritual fruit, and handed it to Kai.

“Fellow Daoist Kai, this is our Spirit Clan’s thousand-year-old spiritual fruit.”

“It can quickly replenish spiritual power and nourish the body. Please take it and meditate properly.” Elder Qingxuan said.

Kai took the spiritual fruit, nodded to Elder Qingxuan, and said gratefully, “Thank you, Elder Qingxuan.”

Then, he put the spiritual fruit in his mouth, and it melted instantly.

A sweet spiritual power instantly surged into his body, nourishing his exhausted meridians and chaotic power.

The fatigue in his body gradually eased.

Chief Qingmu gazed at the vibrant spiritual vein before him, his eyes filled with satisfaction and emotion.

He turned to Kai, his tone utterly solemn, and said, “Fellow Daoist Kai, from this day forward, the Spirit Race and the Free Valley Resistance Army are allies.”

“No matter what dangers we face, the Spirit Race will fight alongside you, together against the Divine Alliance, to protect the peace of this world!”

Chief Qingmu’s voice boomed like thunder through the valley of the Myriad Spirits Ancient Forest, resounding with unwavering conviction.

Every word carried an undeniable firmness, as if etched into the hearts of every Spirit Race member present.

A faint cyan-green spiritual energy swirled around him, the very essence of the Spirit Race.

As his words rose and fell, even the ancient trees around him seemed to tremble slightly, their branches rustling as if echoing his decision.

The surrounding Spirit Race members, whether strong young warriors, white-haired elders, or beautiful female cultivators, all raised their heads, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

They gripped their magical artifacts tightly, shouting in unison,

“Fight alongside Freedom Valley!”

A tall Spirit Clan warrior roared first, his voice booming like a bell, rippling the surrounding air.

“Fight against the Divine Alliance! We will never retreat!”

“Protect our homeland! Protect the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits!”

Shouts rose and fell, growing louder and louder, converging into a mighty torrent.

They echoed through the valley, striking the cliffs with reverberations, even causing the ground to tremble slightly.

This heartfelt resolve was the Spirit Clan’s deep love for their homeland, and their resistance against the oppression of the Divine Alliance.

Kai leaned against Jiang Xuelan’s soft shoulder, his face still as pale as paper, but a weak yet incredibly relieved smile slowly appeared on his lips.

His spiritual energy was almost completely depleted, and the stinging pain from repairing his meridians lingered in his veins.

Each breath carried a trace of weariness, but seeing this scene before him, all the hardship and sacrifice vanished.

This trip to the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits was definitely worthwhile.

The alliance of the Spirit Race undoubtedly injected a powerful boost into Freedom Valley and the battle against the God Race alliance.

Elder Qingxuan quickly stepped forward and carefully supported Kai’s other arm.

His movements were gentle, as if afraid of aggravating Kai’s damaged meridians, and his tone was full of concern.

“Fellow Daoist Kai, you have exhausted yourself. Your spiritual energy is almost depleted, and your meridians are slightly damaged. Go to the side hall to rest and recuperate.”

He paused, a trace of gratitude and relief flashing in his eyes.

“The repair of the spiritual meridians is all thanks to you. It is now completely successful, and the foundation of the Myriad Spirit Ancient Forest has been preserved.”

“Leave the remaining alliance matters to us. You don’t need to push yourself.”

Kai slowly shook his head.

He took a deep breath, and a faint chaotic power slowly flowed through his meridians, barely supporting his body.

Though her voice was soft, it carried a firm tone, “It’s alright, I’ll recover after a short rest.” ”

Chief Aoki, regarding the cooperation between the Spirit Clan and Free Valley to jointly fight against the God Clan Alliance, there are still some details I’d like to finalize with you.”Chief Qingmu waved his hand, a gentle smile on his face, his eyes overflowing with gratitude.

“Fellow Daoist Kai, there’s no need for such formality. You saved the foundation of our Spirit Clan, and the entire Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits.”

“Cooperation is naturally no problem, no need for further discussion.”

He looked up at the Spirit Clan members behind him, his tone becoming serious.

“I will immediately arrange for men, selecting the elite of the clan to accompany you back to Freedom Valley.”

“We will fight alongside you, jointly resisting the invasion of the Divine Alliance, even if it costs the Spirit Clan all its strength, we will never retreat.”

Kai’s heart leaped with joy, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He forced himself to stand, deeply clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chief Qingmu, his tone respectful and sincere.

“Thank you for your trust, Chief!”

“With the Spirit Clan’s assistance, our chances of defeating the Divine Alliance have increased even further!”

However, just as Kai finished speaking, the smile on Chief Qingmu’s face gradually faded.

Instead, a hint of difficulty appeared on his face, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone became heavier,

as if he had some unspeakable secret.

“However, Fellow Daoist Kai, there’s a problem I must inform you of beforehand,”

Chief Qingmu said. “This might affect our subsequent cooperation plans.”

Seeing Chief Qingmu’s sudden change in expression, Kai’s heart sank, and a bad premonition quietly rose within him.

He wiped the smile from his face, his expression becoming solemn, and slowly said,

“Chief, please speak. Whatever the problem is, we can work together to find a solution.”

Chief Qingmu sighed softly, his gaze sweeping over the lush ancient forest around him, his eyes filled with longing and helplessness.

His tone carried a touch of melancholy.

“We, the Spirit Clan, have been rooted here since ancient times, born and raised in this ancient forest.”

“We have long been one with this land.”

“The spiritual power within us is not simply the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but is intimately connected with the spiritual energy of this Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits.”

“It is the spiritual vein power of the ancient forest that nourishes us and has also created the innate supernatural abilities of our Spirit Clan.”

He stretched out his hand, a wisp of greenish-blue spiritual power emanating from his palm.

The spiritual power was mixed with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, as if it contained the vitality of the ancient forest.

“Once we leave this ancient forest, the spiritual power within us will lose its source of nourishment.”

“The speed at which we absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will become extremely slow, even less than one-tenth of what it is in the ancient forest.”

“Even with high-grade pills and spirit stones to replenish it, the external spiritual energy is difficult to integrate with the spiritual vein power within our bodies.”

“It takes a very, very long time to refine it and transform it into usable spiritual power.”

As he spoke, the Azure Wood Clan Chief’s tone became increasingly heavy, a trace of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

“More importantly, after each battle, our Spirit Clan warriors suffer immense depletion of spiritual energy.”

“It takes far longer for them to recover to their peak condition compared to other races.”

“Only by returning to this ancient forest and bathing in the power of the spiritual veins can our recovery speed be significantly improved.”

“Only then can we quickly return to the battlefield.”

He paused, then slowly continued,

“This is one of the reasons why our Spirit Clan has been confined to this place for thousands of years, never easily stepping out of the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits.”

“It’s not that we don’t want to go out, it’s not that we fear the Divine Alliance.”

“It’s that we can’t go out.”

“Leaving the ancient forest, our combat power will be greatly reduced, and our recovery will be slow.”

“Once we encounter a powerful enemy, we will only become lambs to the slaughter.”

“Not only will we be unable to help our allies, but we will also become a burden.”

Hearing this, the surrounding Spirit Clan members all showed a somber expression.

Some lowered their heads, their eyes filled with resentment.

They also longed to leave the ancient forest, longed to contribute more to protecting their homeland.

But their innate constitution had become a shackle binding them.

Jiang Xuelan also frowned, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes.

She understood the Spirit Clan’s predicament.

If the Spirit Clan warriors’ combat strength is greatly reduced and their recovery is slow after leaving the Ancient Forest,

then even if they join the Valley of Freedom, they will find it difficult to play a real role.

They might even suffer heavy losses in the battle against the God Clan Alliance.

However, after listening to Chief Qingmu’s words, Kai showed no worry on his face.

Instead, a confident smile slowly appeared on his face.

He gently patted Jiang Xuelan’s hand, indicating that she could rest assured.

Then he looked at Chief Qingmu and said firmly, “Chief, I can solve this problem.”

Chief Qingmu was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Kai, his tone filled with urgency and doubt.

“You can solve it?”

“Fellow Daoist Kai, do you know that this is an inherent predicament of our Spirit Clan?”

“For thousands of years, we have tried countless methods, but none have been able to break it.”

“You really have a way?”

Kai slowly nodded, his confidence growing stronger.

He slowly raised his right hand, palm up, and gently flipped it.

A black halo emerged from his palm.

A black tower the size of a palm slowly condensed and landed in his palm.

This black tower was entirely jet black, its body ancient and imposing.

It was covered with countless ancient runes, twisting and intertwining as if containing the mysteries of the universe.

It exuded a desolate, weighty, and majestic aura, as if it had withstood the test of countless ages,

inspiring awe in all who beheld it.

The tower’s tip was slightly pointed, with a wisp of black mist swirling around it, radiating an overwhelming aura of suppressing all things.

“This is the Demon-Suppressing Tower,” Kai’s voice slowly rang out, carrying a hint of authority. ”

This tower is an ancient treasure, its interior forming its own space.” ”

The flow of time within this space is completely different from the outside world; one day outside is equivalent to a hundred days inside.”

“If warriors of the Spirit Clan need to recover after battle, they only need to enter the Demon-Suppressing Tower to recuperate.”

“This will give them ample time to refine spiritual energy and heal their injuries.”

“Even those severely injured can recover to their peak condition in a short time.”

The Azure Wood Clan Chief’s pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes filled with shock.

He stared intently at the Demon-Suppressing Tower in Kai’s palm, his body trembling slightly.

His lips moved, but he couldn’t utter a word for a long time.

After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth, his voice choked with emotion.

“The Demon-Suppressing Tower… this is actually the legendary Demon-Suppressing Tower!”

Kai was somewhat surprised by the Azure Wood Clan Chief’s excited reaction.

He originally only knew that the Demon-Suppressing Tower was an ancient treasure with the ability to accelerate time.

He never expected that the Azure Wood Clan Chief would recognize this tower, and react so strongly.

He raised an eyebrow slightly and asked curiously, “Clan Chief recognizes this tower?”

The Azure Wood Clan Chief took a deep breath, trying to calm his shock.

He slowly reached out, wanting to touch the Demon-Suppressing Tower, but stopped at the last moment.

His eyes were filled with awe, as if it were an inviolable sacred object.

After a long while, he slowly withdrew his hand, his tone carrying a hint of vicissitude and reverence.
“Yes, of course I know it.”

“In the ancient books of our Spirit Clan, there is a legend about an ancient divine tower.”

“That is the legend of the Three Towers.”

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his gaze seemingly traversing countless ages, returning to the ancient times.

“Legend has it that in ancient times, when heaven and earth were first created, the three realms were in chaos, demons roamed freely, and immortals and gods fought endlessly, causing immense suffering to all living beings.”

“To pacify the three realms and protect all living beings, ancient powerful beings forged three divine towers.”

“These are the Demon-Suppressing Tower, the Monster-Suppressing Tower, and the Immortal-Suppressing Tower.”

“These three divine towers each possess supernatural powers, their might boundless, shaking the three realms.”

“The Demon-Suppressing Tower is primarily for suppression, capable of suppressing all demons and evil spirits in the world.”

“The time flow within the tower is unpredictable, helping cultivators to quickly recuperate and break through realms.”

“The Monster-Suppressing Tower is primarily for space, able to control the laws of space, traversing between heaven and earth, ignoring distance limitations.”

“The Immortal-Suppressing Tower is primarily for purification, able to purify all evil and nourish the immortal soul.”

“It enhances the cultivator’s state of mind and cultivation.”

The Green Wood Clan Chief’s tone grew increasingly solemn, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes.

“Legend has it that if these three divine towers could be gathered together and unified,” ”

they would transform into the Three Realms Suppressing Tower, possessing unparalleled power to suppress all realms, control time and space, and purify everything.”

“They could even reshape the order of heaven and earth, restoring peace to the Three Realms.” ”

However, since ancient times, these three divine towers have been scattered throughout the Three Realms.”

“No one has ever seen any of them, and over time, this legend has gradually been forgotten.”

“Only in the ancient books of our ancient races are there a trace of records.”

He looked again at the Demon Suppressing Tower in Kai’s palm, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

“I never imagined that in my lifetime I would actually see the Demon Suppressing Tower with my own eyes.”

“Even more unexpectedly, this legendary treasure is actually in your hands!”

“Fellow Daoist Kai, who exactly are you?”

After hearing the words of the Green Wood Clan Chief, Kai was not surprised. The Green Wood Clan Chief’s words were similar to what Shen Zhiyan had said, so it seemed that the legend of the three towers was true.

Kai smiled slowly and said calmly, “Clan leader, please don’t worry. I’m just an ordinary rogue cultivator.

I belong to no sect or faction; I only obtained these two towers by chance.”

“I’m not a special person.”

As he spoke, he extended his left hand again, flipped his palm, and a white halo appeared.

Another white tower, about the size of a palm, slowly condensed and landed in his palm.

This white tower was pure white like jade, crystal clear, as if carved from the finest mutton-fat jade.

The tower body was also covered with ancient runes.

However, these runes were softer than those on the Demon-Suppressing Tower, emitting a faint white light.

Pure and warm, they formed a stark contrast with the dark and heavy Demon-Suppressing Tower.

One black, one white; one hard, one soft, complementing each other perfectly.

“The Demon-Suppressing Tower!”

Elder Qingxuan exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this white tower, his eyes widening

in disbelief, his body trembling slightly .

As an elder of the Spirit Clan, he had also perused the clan’s ancient texts

and was familiar with the legend of the Three Towers, naturally recognizing the origin of the white tower.

Elder Qingyuan, standing nearby, was also stunned, his lips trembling slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

He couldn’t utter a single word.

The surrounding Spirit Clan members erupted in jubilation, kneeling down and clasping their hands together.

Their expressions were respectful and devout, as if on a pilgrimage.

They bowed and worshipped the two divine towers in Kai’s palms, chanting incantations.

It was the Spirit Clan’s reverence and respect for ancient treasures.

Clan Chief Qingmu’s face instantly turned pale, his eyes filled with utter shock.

He stared intently at the two divine towers in Kai’s palms, his voice trembling and distorted.

“You…you actually have two!”

“Fellow Daoist Kai, you actually possess both the Demon Suppression Tower and the Monster Suppression Tower!”

“This…this is simply unbelievable!”

Kai chuckled lightly, his tone remaining calm. “This junior obtained these two towers by sheer chance.” ”

I’ve had the Monster Suppression Tower for some time now, but I haven’t been able to fully control it.”

“My understanding and use of it are still very shallow; I can only unleash a negligible portion of its power.”

The Green Wood Clan Chief took a deep breath, slowly calming his extreme shock.

He looked at the Monster Suppression Tower in Kai’s palm, a hint of solemnity and expectation flashing in his eyes. “The Monster Suppression Tower is a spatial treasure, its power boundless.”

“If one can fully control it, one can truly control the laws of space, ignoring all spatial distances, and reach any place you wish to go.”

“Whether it’s traversing thousands of miles, crossing different realms, or even crossing dimensions, it’s all within reach.”

Kai’s eyes lit up, a flash of surprise instantly appearing within them.

He hurriedly asked, “Really? Clan Chief, are you telling the truth?”

“As long as one fully controls the Demon-Suppressing Tower, one can freely traverse the sixteen heavens, even cross dimensions?”

Clan Chief Qingmu slowly nodded, his tone certain, “That’s how it’s recorded in ancient texts.”

“The core of the Demon-Suppressing Tower contains pure spatial origin power.”

“As long as one can draw upon and control this power, one can unlock its full potential.”

“And you possess the power of chaos, which encompasses all things and can be compatible with all attributes of power.”

“Whether it’s the power of time or the power of space, it can be integrated with it.”

“Therefore, I believe you can definitely fully control the power of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.”

Kai looked at the Demon-Suppressing Tower in his hand, a strong impulse surging within him.

His eyes flashed with a burning light.

If he could truly fully control the Demon-Suppressing Tower, then travel, combat, and rescue would all become incredibly convenient.

The battlefield between Free Valley and the Divine Alliance spanned the sixteen heavens.

If he could traverse freely, he could flexibly mobilize troops and strike the enemy unexpectedly.

This rendered the Protoss alliance’s defenses virtually nonexistent.

“Clan Chief, I want to try.” Kai’s voice was firm and powerful, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes.

He couldn’t wait to try and control this powerful spatial force.

Although he had subdued the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Kai still didn’t know how to use its spatial abilities.

If, as Clan Chief Qingmu said, controlling the Demon-Suppressing Tower meant controlling space, then they wouldn’t need to fly for days to return to Freedom Valley; they could arrive instantly using the tower.

Clan Chief Qingmu nodded slowly, his eyes full of expectation and approval.

“Good! Your chaotic power is unique; perhaps you can truly awaken the full power of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.”

“Try controlling the power of spatial origin right here; we will protect you.”

“We will absolutely not let anyone disturb you, ensuring you can calmly refine and control the Demon-Suppressing Tower.”

After speaking, Clan Chief Qingmu winked at Elder Qingxuan and several Spirit Clan elders beside him. The elders immediately understood and dispersed, forming a large protective circle around Kai.

Their spiritual energy circulated, converging into a sturdy shield that

enveloped Kai, vigilantly observing their surroundings to prevent any unforeseen events.

Jiang Xuelan stood beside Kai, her icy blue spiritual energy subtly circulating.

A chilling aura emanated from her, her eyes sharp as knives.

She stared intently at everything outside the shield; even a bird approaching wouldn’t escape her notice.

Kai took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing,

allowing his mind to gradually calm down.

He sat cross-legged, putting away the Demon-Suppressing Tower, leaving only the Demon-Suppressing Tower,

and gently placed it on the ground before him.

At this moment, his mind was free of any distractions; all his attention was focused on the Demon-Suppressing Tower,

feeling the soft white light emanating from it,

and sensing the vast and pure spatial primordial power contained within.

A moment later, Kai slowly opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them.

He slowly raised his hands, palms facing the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

The chaotic power within his body began to circulate, and a purple halo emerged from his palms ,

slowly enveloping the tower.

This chaotic power was gentle yet vast, encompassing all things, without the slightest aggression. Like a spring drizzle, it slowly seeped into the tower’s structure. The instant the chaotic power touched the tower, it trembled slightly, emitting a deep and resonant hum, as if a colossal beast that had slumbered for millennia had finally been awakened. The ancient runes on the tower’s surface lit up one after another, like stars being illuminated. White light emanated from the runes, growing brighter and more dazzling, gradually enveloping the entire protective circle, bathing everything around it in a pure white light. Kai’s divine sense, following the chaotic power, slowly probed into the interior of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. The moment his consciousness entered the tower, a vast and pure spatial force instantly enveloped it, giving him an unprecedented sense of lightness and freedom. It was as if he had transformed into a gentle breeze, able to freely traverse this space. Inside the tower was a void of white space. There was no heaven or earth, no sun or moon, no mountains or rivers, not even a sense of up, down, left, or right. Only endless white, without end, and the passage of time imperceptible. It was as if this were a chaotic land independent of the Three Realms. The former staircase was gone, each floor where Old Hei and the others were imprisoned had vanished, and the spirit of the artifact was gone. The Demon-Suppressing Tower seemed to have become a primordial relic, in need of reconstruction. The air was filled with a rich spatial primordial force, every wisp of which was incredibly pure. Inhaling even a trace of it made Kai’s consciousness more refined. Without hesitation, Kai manipulated his consciousness, slowly traversing this void, searching for the core of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. He knew that the core of the Demon-Suppressing Tower was the place containing the spatial primordial force. Only by finding the core and unleashing its power can one truly control the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Time passed slowly, and the hours outside gradually ticked by. Inside the protective shield, Kai remained seated cross-legged, eyes closed, his expression calm and focused. Only fine beads of sweat gradually seeped from his forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks , dripping onto the ground and spreading into small patches . His face gradually grew paler. The chaotic power within his body was continuously flowing into the Demon-Suppressing Tower. The consumption of his divine sense was also increasing, each time he controlled his divine sense to wander, it required a tremendous expenditure of mental energy. One hour, two hours, three hours… a full three hours passed, and Kai’s divine sense was still wandering in the void space of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. He still hadn’t found the core of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. His divine sense had become somewhat weak, and the white space before him was beginning to blur. Stinging pains emanated from his meridians, and the consumption of chaotic power had reached its critical point. He might collapse at any moment. Jiang Xuelan, standing to the side, looked at Kai’s pale face, her eyes filled with worry. She wanted several times to persuade him to stop and rest, but feared disturbing him. She could only bite her lip tightly, silently circulating her spiritual energy to send a tiny wisp of energy to Kai, helping him to persevere. The Qingmu Clan Chief and several Spirit Clan elders also watched Kai with solemn expressions, their eyes filled with expectation and worry. They could sense that Kai’s chaotic energy was rapidly depleting , and his divine sense was becoming increasingly weak. But they also knew that controlling an ancient treasure was no easy task. They could only silently protect Kai and pray for his success. A sense of weariness also crept into Kai’s heart, but he did not give up. He knew this was the key to controlling the Demon-Suppressing Tower. If he gave up, all his previous efforts would be in vain. And he didn’t know how long he would have to wait to try again. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to concentrate, circulating the last of his chaotic energy to nourish his divine sense, making it more refined again. He took a deep breath, focusing all his attention on his divine sense. No longer wandering aimlessly, he calmed himself and sensed the flow of the spatial primal energy around him. He discovered that the spatial primal energy in this void was not chaotic, but rather slowly converging towards a central point. Although the convergence was extremely slow, it was remarkably regular. Kai was overjoyed and immediately manipulated his divine sense, moving slowly forward along the direction of the converging spatial primal energy. This time, his speed became even slower, and he was even more cautious.He proceeded cautiously, afraid of missing even the slightest clue.

As he moved forward, the primal power of the surrounding space grew increasingly dense.

The feeling of lightness and freedom intensified.

The consumption of his divine sense gradually decreased.

Another hour passed, which was the fourth hour in the outside world.

Kai’s divine sense finally touched the center point where the primal power of space converged.

It was a fist-sized white sphere of light, suspended in the very center of the void.

The sphere was pure white, radiating a soft yet powerful white light.

It contained an extremely vast and pure primal power of space.

It seemed to be the core of this space, the soul of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

The moment Kai’s divine sense touched the white sphere, it trembled violently.

A massive force erupted instantly, attempting to repel Kai’s divine sense.

This force was extremely powerful, carrying pure spatial pressure.

It caused Kai’s divine sense a sharp pain, almost causing it to dissipate.
Kai’s heart tightened, and he immediately circulated the chaotic power within his body

, continuously channeling it into his divine sense to strengthen it.

Simultaneously, he manipulated the chaotic power, slowly permeating it into the white sphere of light,

attempting to merge it with the spatial origin power within.

The chaotic power, all-encompassing, gentle yet boundless,

began to slowly envelop the spatial origin power the moment it came into contact with it.

It permeated and merged little by little, without the slightest repulsion.

The white sphere of light trembled violently, its light flickering, as if struggling, or perhaps adapting.

Kai’s face grew even paler, and beads of sweat poured down his forehead.

His chaotic power was almost completely depleted, and his divine sense was under immense pressure.

Each fusion required tremendous mental effort.

The stinging pain in his meridians grew increasingly intense, as if they were being torn apart.

But he did not give up, gritting his teeth and persevering.

He continued to manipulate the chaotic power, merging it with the spatial origin power within the white sphere of light.

He could clearly feel the primordial spatial power within the white sphere of light

being gradually assimilated by the power of chaos and controlled by his divine sense.

As the fusion deepened, the trembling of the white sphere of light gradually subsided.

The light became softer and more stable, no longer repelling Kai’s divine sense.

Just then, a vast amount of information surged into Kai’s mind like a tidal wave,

instantly filling his divine sense.

This information was incredibly vast, containing all the manipulation techniques of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

From the most basic spatial folding and spatial traversal, to advanced spatial sealing and spatial shattering,

and then to top-level spatial crossing and dimensional traversal, all sorts of supernatural abilities emerged one by one,

clearly imprinted in Kai’s mind, as if they were abilities he was born with.

Kai closed his eyes, carefully memorizing these manipulation techniques, comprehending their mysteries one by one.

He felt as if he were in a completely new world, surrounded by the figures of spatial laws.

He could clearly feel the flow of space and its mysteries.

It was as if he had merged with this space, able to manipulate everything within it at will.

He comprehended the techniques of spatial folding, the principles of spatial travel, and

the true essence of spatial sealing. With each comprehension, his control over the Demon-Suppressing Tower deepened.

The spatial primordial power within his body also increased accordingly.

Time flowed once more, and two hours had quietly passed in the outside world.

During these two hours, Kai had been comprehending the methods of controlling the Demon-Suppressing Tower and fusing with the spatial primordial power.

His divine sense had completely merged with the white sphere of light.

He could freely manipulate the spatial primordial power within the white sphere and

freely mobilize the power of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

The chaotic power within his body had also perfectly merged with the spatial primordial power,

forming a new power that possessed both the inclusiveness of chaotic power and the agility of spatial power.

Finally, Kai slowly opened his eyes.

The instant he opened his eyes, a dazzling white light flashed within them.

That was the power of the spatial primordial power, fleeting and then returning to calm.

But his gaze had become deeper and more resolute,

as if containing endless spatial mysteries.

His face remained pale, but his eyes were filled with confidence and composure.

His spiritual energy was slowly recovering, and the stinging pain in his meridians gradually disappeared.

He slowly raised his right hand and gently waved it.

The spatial origin power within him instantly circulated, flowing through his arm and into the air.

The space before him instantly distorted, forming a faint white ripple.

The ripple continued to spread, gradually condensing into a white light gate half a person’s height.

The light gate was pure white, emitting a soft white light; behind it was a blur, as if connecting to another space.

Opposite the light gate was the other end of the valley in the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits

, hundreds of feet away from Kai’s current location.

Kai slowly stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the white light gate.

The moment his figure entered the light gate, it trembled slightly and vanished instantly.

The surrounding space returned to normal.

The next instant, Kai appeared at the other end of the valley, standing firmly on the ground.

He turned around, looking at the protective barrier hundreds of feet away, a confident smile on his face.

Inside the barrier, Elder Qingxuan was completely stunned.

His eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, wide enough to fit a fist, his face filled with disbelief.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

Elder Qingyuan was the same, his lips trembling slightly, his eyes filled with shock. He couldn’t

utter a single word.

He never expected that Kai had actually mastered the power of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

He could traverse space so easily.

The surrounding Spirit Clan members were even more dumbfounded, standing up one after another, their faces filled with shock and awe.

They looked at Kai as if he were a god.

They had originally thought that it would take Kai at least several days or even months to master the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

But unexpectedly, Kai had succeeded in just six hours.

And he could use the ability to traverse space so skillfully.

Chief Qingmu took a deep breath and slowly deactivated the protective shield, his eyes filled with shock and admiration.

He strode up to Kai, his voice trembling slightly, “You…you’ve taken control of the Demon-Suppressing Tower?”

“Fellow Daoist Kai, have you truly mastered its power completely?”

Kai nodded slowly, a humble smile on his face, “I’d say I’ve only gained initial control.”

“Currently, I can freely traverse the sixteen heavens with the help of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.”

“Whether it’s a thousand miles or ten thousand miles, I can arrive instantly.”

“But I can’t yet cross dimensions to reach other heavens.”

“After all, my cultivation is still insufficient, and my understanding of the power of spatial origin is not deep enough.”

“I still need further cultivation and comprehension.”

The Green Wood Clan Chief let out a long breath, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

The awe in his eyes grew even stronger.

“Enough, that’s enough!”

“Being able to traverse freely across the sixteen heavens is already an incredible ability.”

“With this ability, your army can instantly appear anywhere.”

“The Divine Alliance’s defenses are nothing but a facade before you!”

“From now on, our Spirit Clan will fight alongside the Valley of Freedom, and we will surely break through the oppression of the Divine Alliance and protect our homeland!”

Kai put away the Demon-Suppressing Tower and walked to Chief Qingmu. “Chief, the Spirit Clan’s recovery problem has now been resolved.”

“The flow of time within the Demon-Suppressing Tower is erratic; the warriors are recuperating inside.”

“They can quickly restore their spiritual power and also use the spiritual energy within the tower to enhance their cultivation—a double benefit with half the effort.”
Chief Qingmu gave Kai a deep look.

The last trace of wariness in his eyes finally vanished completely,

replaced by boundless admiration and absolute trust.

He knew that Kai not only possessed ancient treasures, but also formidable strength and extraordinary courage.

More importantly, he had a heart dedicated to protecting all living beings.

With such a person, the Spirit Race had hope, and could truly escape the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits and break free from their predicament.

“Kai, you are indeed no ordinary person,”

Chief Qingmu’s voice was firm and sincere.

He reached out and firmly grasped Kai’s hand.

“My Spirit Clan is willing to formally ally with you and with Freedom Valley!”

“From this day forward, the Spirit Clan and Freedom Valley will share life and death, honor and disgrace, and will never betray each other!”

“Even if it costs the Spirit Clan all its strength, we will stand with you against the Divine Alliance.”

“We will protect our common home!”

Kai gripped Chief Qingmu’s hand tightly, his eyes filled with determination. “Chief, rest assured, from this day forward, Freedom Valley and the Spirit Clan will be our strongest allies!”

“I, Kai, hereby swear that I will not let the Spirit Clan’s sacrifices be in vain.”

“I will lead everyone to break the oppression of the Divine Alliance and restore peace to the Sixteenth Heaven!”

Chief Qingmu acted swiftly and decisively; once he made a decision, he acted immediately.

He gave a few instructions to Elder Qingxuan beside him, who immediately accepted the order and turned to leave.

He went to select elite warriors from the clan to accompany Kai back to Freedom Valley.

In less than half a day, Elder Qingxuan arrived before Kai with three hundred Spirit Clan warriors.

These three hundred Spirit Clan warriors were all tall and imposing, their auras steady.

A dense azure-green spiritual energy surrounded them, and their cultivation levels were all above the sixth rank of True Immortal.

Among them were several seventh-rank True Immortal experts, and even a few eighth-rank True Immortal powerhouses.

Their strength was extremely formidable.

They wore uniform azure-green robes embroidered with ancient plant patterns.

Spirit Clan magical artifacts were worn at their waists, their eyes sharp, their expressions resolute.

They exuded an aura of fearlessness, clearly elites of the Spirit Clan.

“Clan Chief, three hundred elite warriors have assembled and are ready to depart at any time!”

Elder Qingxuan bowed respectfully to Clan Chief Qingmu.

He himself possessed the cultivation of an eighth-rank True Immortal, and his strength was formidable; he

would lead these three hundred Spirit Clan warriors back to Freedom Valley with Kai to assist Freedom Valley in its fight against the Divine Clan Alliance.

Chief Qingmu nodded, his gaze falling on the three hundred Spirit Clan warriors. He spoke solemnly, “Fellow clansmen, we have returned to Freedom Valley with Fellow Daoist Kai to protect our homeland.

To resist the invasion of the Divine Alliance.

You are all the elite of our Spirit Clan. I hope that in Freedom Valley, you will work together with the warriors of Freedom Valley.

Help each other, and obey the arrangements of Fellow Daoist Kai and the leader of Freedom Valley.

Do not let down the expectations of the Spirit Clan, do not let down the expectations of the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits!”

“We obey the Chief’s command!” The three hundred Spirit Clan warriors shouted in unison, their voices booming and deafening, their eyes filled with unwavering determination.

They bowed deeply to Chief Qingmu, their expressions respectful yet resolute.

Chief Qingmu then looked at Elder Qingxuan and said solemnly, “Qingxuan, as the leader of this expedition, you must take good care of all the clansmen.”

“Think thrice before you act, and cooperate with Fellow Daoist Kai to deal with all crises together.”

“The Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits is entrusted to me and Qingyuan. You can go with peace of mind.”

“Please rest assured, Chief, your subordinate will not fail in his mission!” Elder Qingxuan bowed and said firmly.

Elder Qingyuan stepped forward, cupped his hands to Elder Qingxuan and the three hundred Spirit Clan warriors, and said sincerely, “Fellow Daoists, take care on your journey. May you achieve victory and return soon.”

“The Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, I will guard it well, and await your triumphant return.”

Kai looked at the three hundred Spirit Clan warriors, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

With the addition of these three hundred elite warriors above the True Immortal Realm, the strength of Freedom Valley would greatly increase.

Their confidence in confronting the Divine Alliance would also be much stronger.

He cupped his hands respectfully to Clan Chief Qingmu and Elder Qingyuan, saying, “Clan Chief, Elder Qingyuan, thank you for your trust and support.”

“Please rest assured, I will take good care of all my fellow Spirit Clan members and will not let their sacrifices be in vain.”

“Once we have quelled the rebellion of the Divine Alliance, we will definitely return to visit you and celebrate peace with you.”

“Good, good!” Clan Chief Qingmu nodded with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation. “I await your good news!”

Jiang Xuelan walked to Kai’s side and asked softly, “Kai, how do we get back?”

“From the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits to the Valley of Freedom, the distance is vast. If we fly back, it will take at least several days.”

“Moreover, we might encounter patrols from the Divine Alliance along the way. If a conflict occurs, casualties are inevitable.”

“It will also waste time.”

Kai smiled, a confident glint in his eyes. “No need to fly, we have a faster way.”

With that, he took out the Demon-Suppressing Tower again and gently lifted it.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower floated in mid-air, its body emitting a soft white light, enveloping everything around it.

“Come closer to me, everyone! Whether you’re a fellow cultivator from the Spirit Clan or Xue Lan, stay close and don’t scatter.”

Three hundred Spirit Clan warriors gathered around, Elder Qingxuan standing beside Kai, his expression expectant.

He couldn’t wait to experience the spatial teleportation power of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Jiang Xue Lan also walked to Kai’s side, standing close to him, her eyes full of trust.

Kai took a deep breath, his hands rapidly forming hand seals.

The chaotic power and spatial origin power within his body circulated simultaneously, continuously pouring into the Demon Suppression Tower.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the light of the Demon Suppression Tower surged.

A dazzling white pillar of light shot into the sky, instantly enveloping everyone present.

It enveloped them within the pillar of light.

The pillar of light was gentle and warm, without any aggression, instead giving people an incomparably safe feeling.

Kai raised his head, his gaze resolute, and let out a low shout.

“Spatial leap, destination—Valley of Freedom!” The words had barely left his lips

when the white pillar of light enveloping everyone abruptly contracted, instantly becoming blindingly bright. It was so intense it was impossible to open one’s eyes. The next instant, the pillar of light vanished completely, and everyone present disappeared into the valley of the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. Only Chief Qingmu and Elder Qingyuan remained, standing in the direction the pillar of light had disappeared. Simultaneously, at the entrance to Valley of Freedom, a dazzling white pillar of light suddenly descended from the sky, instantly enveloping an area at the valley entrance. After the pillar of light dissipated, Kai, Jiang Xuelan, and three hundred Spirit Clan warriors appeared at the valley entrance. On the stone tablet at the valley entrance were engraved two powerful characters—Freedom. It was the symbol of Valley of Freedom, the faith in the hearts of all its warriors. The surrounding valley was lush and verdant, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. Unlike the ancient and solemn atmosphere of the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, the aura of Valley of Freedom was more one of resilience and hope. It was the spiritual sustenance of countless cultivators resisting the oppression of the Divine Alliance. Valley of Freedom, arrived. At this moment, on the city wall of Free Valley, Lin Yuan was patrolling alone.

His brows were furrowed, his expression weary, and his eyes bloodshot, clearly indicating he hadn’t had a proper rest in a long time.

Several days had passed since Kai left Free Valley to seek an alliance with the Spirit Clan in the

Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. No news had returned during this time, as if the message had sunk without a trace.

Lin Yuan was filled with worry.

He didn’t know what Kai had encountered in the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. He didn’t know

if the negotiations with the Spirit Clan had gone smoothly. He

didn’t even know if Kai was alive or dead.

Free Valley was currently in a difficult situation, with

the Divine Clan alliance pressing forward relentlessly, and their forces vastly outnumbered. If Kai couldn’t successfully persuade the Spirit Clan to form an alliance, then the future of Free Valley would be incredibly difficult,

perhaps even facing annihilation.

The pressure on his shoulders was immense; every minute was agonizing.

Just then, a dazzling white beam of light suddenly shone at the valley entrance.

The light was blinding, instantly illuminating the entire valley entrance, even bathing the city wall in a white glow.

Lin Yuan abruptly raised his hand to shield his eyes, startled, and instinctively shouted,

“Enemy attack?!”

He thought it was a sneak attack by cultivators from the Divine Clan Alliance, and his heart tightened. He

quickly turned around, wanting to order the warriors on the city wall to be on alert and prepare for battle.

But the moment he turned, the dazzling white pillar of light suddenly vanished.

It left no trace, as if it had never appeared at all.

Lin Yuan lowered his hand and looked towards the valley entrance in confusion.

When he saw the scene at the valley entrance, he was completely stunned.

His pupils suddenly contracted, his mouth gaped open, big enough to fit a fist, his face full of disbelief.

His body was trembling slightly.

At the valley entrance stood more than three hundred people.

Leading them were Kai and Jiang Xuelan, whom he had been thinking about day and night.

Although Kai’s face was still somewhat pale, his eyes remained firm and composed.

He exuded a faint aura, which, compared to when he left, had gained a touch of the spiritual energy of spatial origin.

Jiang Xuelan stood beside him, her expression calm, icy blue spiritual energy swirling around her. She

remained as aloof and beautiful as ever.

Behind them followed three hundred cultivators clad in turquoise robes.

Each of them had a faint turquoise complexion, and their pupils seemed to shimmer with wood grain.

A dense turquoise spiritual energy surrounded them, their auras steady and powerful.

They were clearly not ordinary people.

The Spirit Race!

These two words flashed through Lin Yuan’s mind instantly.

Although he had never seen Spirit Race cultivators, he had heard of their characteristics.

These people looked exactly like the legendary Spirit Race cultivators!

“Chen…Kai?” Lin Yuan’s voice trembled slightly, filled with disbelief.

He called out tentatively, afraid that everything before him was just an illusion.

Kai looked at Lin Yuan on the city wall, a gentle smile on his face.

He waved to Lin Yuan and said in a loud voice, “Lin Yuan, I’m back.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three hundred Spirit Clan warriors beside him, and said firmly, “The Spirit Clan has agreed to ally with our Free Valley to fight against the God Clan Alliance.”

“These three hundred Spirit Clan warriors are now our allies, our brothers-in-arms!”

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment before slowly reacting.

The weariness and worry on his face were instantly replaced by ecstatic joy.

He jumped up, gesturing wildly with excitement, his voice trembling with emotion.

“We succeeded! We really succeeded!”

“Kai, you really did it!”

“The Spirit Clan really agreed to cooperate with us!”

He was so excited, so happy.

He had waited for this day for far too long.

Free Valley had been trapped for so long, struggling and resisting time and time again under the oppression of the God Clan Alliance.

They had made countless sacrifices, yet still saw no hope.

But the alliance with the Spirit Clan undoubtedly brought new life to Free Valley.

It brought hope of defeating the God Clan Alliance.

Lin Yuan turned and shouted with all his might into the valley,

“Brothers! Kai is back!”

“Kai has returned with his fellow cultivators from the Spirit Clan!” ”

The Spirit Clan has agreed to cooperate with us to fight against the God Clan Alliance!”

“We are saved! We have hope!”

His voice echoed through Free Valley, instantly breaking the oppressive atmosphere that had gripped the valley for days.

Hearing Lin Yuan’s shouts, the Free Valley warriors rushed out of their houses.

Old Zhao was the first to emerge, his tall, thin figure now appearing somewhat unsteady.

He even dropped his folding fan, oblivious to the fact that it had fallen to the ground.

His eyes were fixed on Kai at the valley entrance, his face filled with wild joy and disbelief.

“Mr…Mr. Chen? You’re really back?”

“The Spirit Clan…the Spirit Clan has really come?”

The middle-aged woman, usually known for her bold and forthright personality and always carrying twin swords, also hurried up the city wall.

When she saw the three hundred Spirit Clan warriors at the valley entrance, her eyes were filled with shock and ecstasy.

Unable to contain himself, he shouted, “Great! Really great!”

“With the help of the Spirit Clan, we can finally teach those god scum a lesson!”

Old Xu stroked his beard, a relieved smile spreading across his face, his eyes brimming with tears.

He bowed deeply to Kai at the valley entrance, saying sincerely, “Mr. Chen, thank you for your hard work. You haven’t let us down.”

Zhao Tieshan, leaning on his cane, walked shakily out of the house.

His face was still pale, his injuries not fully healed, but his eyes shone brightly—

full of hope.

He walked to the city wall, gazing at Kai at the valley entrance, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice choked with emotion.

“Mr. Chen, you really did it…”

“You truly brought hope to our Freedom Valley…”

In an instant, Freedom Valley erupted in jubilation.

The warriors cheered and jumped for joy, their faces filled with ecstasy and excitement.

The fatigue and oppression of the past few days vanished completely at this moment.

They cheered and shouted, as if they could already see the day they would defeat the Divine Alliance and gain their freedom.

Watching this scene, Kai felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He quickly walked up the city wall, stood before Lin Yuan, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

A resolute smile appeared on his face.

“Lin Yuan, thank you for your hard work. It’s all thanks to you that you’ve held Freedom Valley safe these past few days.”

“From now on, we have allies. With the help of our fellow cultivators from the Spirit Clan, we no longer have to fight alone.”

“The good days of the Divine Alliance are over.”

“From this day forward, we of Freedom Valley will fight side-by-side with the Spirit Clan, united in purpose.”

“We will surely break the oppression of the Divine Alliance and restore peace to everyone.”

“We will restore freedom to all cultivators!”

Lin Yuan nodded vigorously, tears finally streaming down his face.

They were tears of excitement, tears of joy, tears of seeing hope.

He had waited for this day for far too long, and now, it had finally arrived.
Before Lin Yuan could even wipe away his tears, Kai had already pulled him by the arm and led him to Elder Qingxuan.

“Lin Yuan, this is Elder Qingxuan of the Spirit Clan, a True Immortal Realm Eighth Grade, an elder who has lived for over ten thousand years. He’s leading the three hundred elite troops the Spirit Clan sent this time,”

Kai introduced.

Lin Yuan quickly clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice still hoarse from sobs: “Elder Qingxuan, thank you so much for the Spirit Clan’s righteous assistance! The entire Free Valley is deeply grateful!”

Elder Qingxuan wore a long, azure-green robe with spiritual patterns, its hem swirling with delicate spiritual light from plants and trees.

His face was gentle and refined, his white hair tied back, his eyes reflecting the weight and peace of ten thousand years.

The wood-elemental spiritual energy around him was long and mellow, unlike the domineering and fierce holy light of the Divine Clan, instead possessing a gentle and inclusive quality that nourished all things.

Hearing Lin Yuan’s earnest thanks, Elder Qingxuan slowly raised his hand, smiled gently, and returned the greeting with composure, his demeanor humble and devoid of the arrogance of an ancient elder.

“Chief Lin, there’s no need for such formalities, nor for words of thanks.”

Elder Qingxuan spoke slowly, his gaze distant, his tone extremely solemn.

“Back then, Fellow Daoist Kai ventured deep into the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, breaking the ancient seal within the clan, slaying the ancient ferocious beasts that had eroded the Spirit Clan’s essence, preserving the foundation upon which the Spirit Clan had dwelled for generations, and protecting the survival of tens of thousands of our clansmen.”

“This grace of rebirth is heavier than mountains and rivers; the entire Spirit Clan will forever remember it, never to be forgotten.”

He looked up at Kai beside him, his eyes filled with heartfelt respect.

“Even a drop of water in need is repaid with a spring of gratitude, let alone the immense favor of saving lives. From this day forward, the Spirit Race and the Valley of Freedom are sworn allies, bound by blood, sharing life and death.” ” We will share both

fortune and misfortune, advance and retreat in unison. Whenever the Valley of Freedom faces hardship, the Spirit Race will mobilize its entire force, braving fire and water, without hesitation.”

These simple words solidified the bond between the two forces, firmly securing a crucial foundation for the precarious resistance.

The two men clasped hands deeply, their palms touching, a fusion of the unwavering resolve of the human cultivators and the boundless vitality of the Spirit Race’s ancient vegetation.

An invisible alliance was quietly forged; from this moment on, the Valley of Freedom was no longer fighting alone.

After the handshake, Kai stepped aside, raising his hand to introduce the several powerful Spirit Race experts behind him.

“These are the captains of the Spirit Clan’s elite squads, each a seasoned veteran with

countless battles under their belt, their minimum cultivation level being the seventh rank of True Immortal.” “They’ve been stationed on the ancient forest’s borders for years, fighting countless battles against alien races and ferocious beasts, their combat experience far surpassing that of other cultivators of the same level.”

Following Kai’s guidance, Lin Yuan looked at each of them, his heart trembling violently, his eyes brimming with uncontrollable joy and excitement.

The Spirit Clan captains possessed a restrained and focused aura, their surrounding vegetation radiating spiritual light with ease. Their postures were as steady as mountains, their gazes sharp and profound.

Even without uttering a word, one could feel the killing intent honed through countless battles.

Three hundred elite Spirit Clan soldiers stood in neat formation, their ranks orderly and disciplined. Each possessed abundant spiritual power, a resilient physique, and a unified, powerful aura, without a trace of slackness or negligence.

Every single one of them was a veteran who had fought to the death.

The sudden addition of such an elite force was like sending charcoal in snowy weather.

Lin Yuan quickly calculated in his mind. Free Valley had suffered repeated bloody battles, losing nearly half of its elite troops and riddled with wounded, its combat strength greatly reduced.

In contrast, the three hundred Spirit Clan warriors before him were all top-tier fighters with formidable overall strength. Combined, Free Valley’s overall combat power more than doubled, even enough to directly confront a medium-sized garrison from the Divine Clan Alliance.

The gloom and despair that had weighed on him for days vanished in an instant.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up in Lin Yuan’s chest. He suddenly raised his hand and waved it, the sound waves sweeping across the entire valley, echoing in all directions.

“All troops, form ranks! Open the valley gates! Enter the city immediately to rest!”

“Tonight, Free Valley will host a banquet, setting up a hundred tables, with all the wine and meat prepared.” ”

I will personally accompany Mr. Chen, Elder Qingxuan, and all the Spirit Clan fellow Daoists who have traveled from afar, to welcome them and celebrate the alliance!”

The moment the order was given, the previously demoralized and wounded Free Valley warriors erupted into a deafening cheer.

Shouts echoed through the valley, and amidst the shattered city, despair dissipated, and passion reignited.

Countless cultivators, clad in tattered armor and wielding broken weapons, surged forward, surrounding Kai and the group of powerful Spirit Race warriors, and poured into the heart of Freedom Valley.

As the setting sun cast its last rays, the long-lost vitality and passion slowly revived amidst the ruins and valleys.

Night fell, the bright moon hid behind the clouds, and countless stars adorned the dark night sky.

The giant plaza in the center of Freedom Valley had already been swept clean, with tables and chairs neatly arranged, stretching for hundreds of meters.

Brightly lit, bonfires blazed, their flickering orange-red flames dispelling the chill of the night and illuminating the smiles on everyone’s faces.

This feast was far more lively and grand than any previous gathering.

Three hundred Spirit Race warriors were scattered throughout the crowd, their distinctive turquoise robes with spirit patterns standing out vividly in the flickering firelight.

The spiritual light emanating from the plants and trees subtly mingled with the aura of the surrounding human cultivators, creating a seamless connection.

The cultivators of Free Valley, having shed the tension and vigilance of days of battle, laid down their weapons and gathered around the spirit warriors.

Their eyes were filled with curiosity and longing, and their chattering questions created a lively and bustling atmosphere.

“Fellow Daoists of the Spirit Clan, it is said that you are naturally close to all living things, able to manipulate mountains, rivers, plants, and ancient trees at will. Even in the most dangerous and dense forests, you can use the power of plants to defend yourself. Is this true?”

“I have heard that the Spirit Clan understands the language of heaven and earth, can comprehend the whispers of flowers and the cries of birds and beasts, and can perceive the changes in the energy of mountains and rivers. Is this true?”

“You seniors are all powerful beings with lifespans of ten thousand years. In those long years, have you personally witnessed the magnificent battles of ancient immortals and gods?”

“Did those ancient gods and demons, whose stories have been passed down through the ages, truly possess unparalleled power capable of destroying the world?”

A variety of questions followed one after another, some expressing curiosity, some reverence, and some longing.

The Spirit Clan members are naturally gentle and kind, with a tranquil nature, and are not fond of fighting.

Faced with the continuous stream of curious questions from the human cultivators, they showed no impatience or annoyance, each with a gentle smile, patiently and meticulously answering each question.

They slowly recounted the wonders of the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, the mysteries of cultivation through plants and trees, and the hidden legends passed down from ancient times.

Laughter and cheerful conversation mingled, quickly dissolving the initial awkwardness.

The cultivators from both groups became familiar with each other, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
At the central table in the square sat the most honored seat.

Elder Qingxuan was forcibly pulled to the head seat by Lin Yuan. The table was laden with meats, spirit wines, and mountain vegetables from Free Valley’s treasured collection, along with a dazzling array of cultivation supplements—a display of utmost hospitality. Elder Qingxuan

had long lived in seclusion in the Ancient Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, feeding on the spiritual energy of the plants and trees, drinking morning dew, and eating spiritual fruits. He was accustomed to a simple and austere diet for cultivation. He found

it difficult to adapt to the heavy oil and salt of human meat and strong liquor.

However, he could not refuse the hospitality and did not want to disappoint Lin Yuan and the people of Free Valley. He could only pick at a few plates of sweet mountain vegetables, slowly savoring them, his demeanor calm and elegant.

After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere grew more intense. Amidst the noisy banquet, Elder Qingxuan slowly put down his jade chopsticks. The

warmth in his gentle eyes gradually faded, his expression turning solemn and dignified. The relaxed aura around him suddenly deepened, striking straight to the core, with no more polite greetings.

“Chief Lin, Fellow Daoist Kai has already informed our Spirit Clan of the current situation of Freedom Valley and its entanglements with the Divine Clan Alliance.”

“The Divine Clan Alliance dominates the Sixteen Heavens, its influence spreading across the four seas and eight wastelands, with vast territories and countless strongholds.”

“Among them, the most formidable are the three Heavenly Prisons, specifically used to imprison powerful figures and rebellious cultivators from various races who oppose the Divine Clan.”

“Previously, you fought a bloody battle, paying a heavy price, and forcefully destroyed one of the three Heavenly Prisons, the Black Rock Prison, severely damaging the Divine Clan’s reputation and shocking the entire Sixteen Heavens.”

“Now that the Black Rock Prison has been destroyed, the remaining two Heavenly Prisons are still firmly controlled by the Divine Clan, suppressing countless rebellious cultivators from various races.”

“When do you plan to take action next to eliminate the remaining two major threats?”

The direct and sharp question instantly broke the hustle and bustle of the banquet.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and put down his wine bowl, the smile on his face vanishing abruptly.

A deep, unyielding melancholy settled between his brows, and all traces of ease vanished from his body, replaced by the chilling, battle-hardened aura of someone who had been through countless battles.

“Elder Qingxuan is straightforward and outspoken, so I will also cut to the chase and speak the truth.”

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, a deep sense of apprehension and worry flashing in his eyes, and slowly began to speak. “This afternoon, I received urgent intelligence from a spy embedded within the Divine Race.” ”

Of the three Heavenly Prisons, the Crimson Flame Prison, located in the Flaming Mountains of the Western Regions, has been heavily fortified by the Divine Race Alliance.” ”

The Divine Race’s high command values ​​this place highly, and has specially dispatched Shadow Warrior, one of their three great generals, to personally oversee its defense.”

“This person’s cultivation has reached the ninth rank of the True Immortal Realm, placing him among the Divine Race’s top combat forces.”

“Most terrifyingly, he does not employ direct offensive tactics, but has devoted his life to honing techniques of concealment, assassination, and tracking. His methods are ruthless and unpredictable, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, making him impossible to defend against.”

“In five thousand years of cultivation and slaughter, the number of top experts from various races, sect leaders, ancient demon kings, and human powerhouses who have died under his assassination is no less than a hundred.”

“Countless renowned figures have been silently murdered by him without anyone noticing, their bodies left no trace.”

“His methods are ruthless and impossible to defend against; his infamous reputation has spread throughout the heavens and earth.”

“But things are different now. With Elder Qingxuan in charge, three hundred elite Spirit Clan warriors providing strong support, plus the remaining fighting force of my Free Valley.”

“The two forces combined have a surge in combat power, giving us the strength to directly confront Crimson Flame Hell.”

“My plan is to seize this opportunity and take down Crimson Flame Hell in one fell swoop…”

Before he could finish speaking, all eyes turned to Kai.

The entire hall was silent; everyone awaited the answer from this key decision-maker.

Kai held a white jade wine cup between his fingers, slowly picking up a bite of spiritual vegetables, chewing slowly and deliberately.

His expression was calm and serene, his eyes indifferent, as if the heavy situation around him and the dangerous enemy could not stir his emotions in the slightest. He remained

silent for a long time.

The evening breeze swept across the square, and the campfire crackled.

A moment of silence weighed heavily on everyone’s hearts.

Several breaths passed before Kai slowly put down his chopsticks and raised his eyes.

His dark eyes were as deep as a cold pool, his gaze calm as he looked at Lin Yuan. Each word he spoke was indifferent yet carried an undeniable decisiveness.

“The entire deployment, terrain, troop distribution, and strength of the Crimson Flame Prison in the Western Regions.”

“Explain all the detailed intelligence, without reservation, point by point,” Kai commanded.

Lin Yuan dared not delay. He immediately took out a neatly folded animal hide map from his robes and quickly spread it on the table.

The map was meticulously drawn, clearly marking mountains, volcanic landscapes, prison structures, and checkpoint locations.

Red and blue runes intertwined, densely covered with annotations—firsthand intelligence gathered by spies at great personal risk.

Lin Yuan’s fingertip landed on a crimson area on the western side of the map, and he began to explain in a deep voice.

“The Crimson Flame Prison is located deep within the Flaming Mountains, a perilous region in the Western Regions. The entire mountain range is formed from millennia-old volcanic rock, its geology incredibly hard, resistant to high temperatures, magic, and direct attacks—a naturally perfect prison fortress.”

“Beneath the mountain range lies a crisscrossing network, through which flows a massive, ceaselessly rushing river of magma, its currents constantly surging and scorching.”

“The entire Flaming Mountains are scorching hot year-round, with scorching heatwaves.” ”

The main body of the Crimson Flame Prison is carved directly into the heart of the volcano, reinforced layer by layer. The outer layer of the prison is completely encased and isolated by layers of molten lava, surrounded by constant intense heat and flames, naturally forming an insurmountable barrier of death.”

“The entire prison is connected to the outside world by only one narrow, deep, private passage—a

formidable stronghold, easy to defend and difficult to attack.” “Breaking through by force is extremely difficult. The prison is structured in three layers, each with its own defenses and suppression, with extremely strict control.”

“The first layer holds ordinary prisoners from various races, mostly low-level cultivators who rebelled against the gods.”

“The second level holds the most heinous criminals, all of whom are mid-level cultivators who have committed serious crimes and repeatedly rebelled against the Divine Race.”

“The most dangerous third level is a top-secret death row, specifically used to imprison powerful individuals of various races above the seventh rank of True Immortal, ancient monsters, and rebel leaders.”

“The punishments are cruel, and the seals are extremely tight; once imprisoned, there is almost no chance of survival.” Chen

Ping stared intently at the map, calmly asking, “How is the outer guard force divided? Explain the core experts and hidden combat forces one by one.”

Lin Yuan’s fingertips quickly traced the markings on the map, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

“The prison is surrounded by twelve checkpoints, both visible and concealed, forming a ring that seals off all entrances and exits to Flame Mountain, strictly preventing outsiders from infiltrating.”

“Each checkpoint is permanently stationed with one hundred regular Divine Race cultivators, whose cultivation levels are uniformly stable between the third and fifth ranks of the True Immortal Realm.”

“Equipped with divine light barriers, early warning arrays, and deadly traps, the prison is heavily guarded with rotating shifts around the clock.”

“The prison’s internal defenses are layered: the first layer is manned by 300 divine guards, the second layer by 200 elite cultivators, with each layer reinforcing the defense.”

“The most crucial third layer, the death row, is guarded by 50 top-tier divine elites, each at least a sixth-rank cultivator, utterly loyal and formidable in combat.”

“The apparent warden is an eighth-rank True Immortal, possessing considerable skill, and controls the prison’s daily operations and legal punishments.” ”

He appears to be the highest-ranking official in Crimson Flame Prison, but he is merely a pawn used to deceive external enemies.”

At this crucial point, Lin Yuan’s voice suddenly lowered, a deep sense of apprehension surfacing in his eyes.

“The true controller of the Crimson Flame Prison, and also the greatest life-or-death crisis of our journey, is the Shadow Warrior.”

“The Shadow Warrior, a ninth-grade True Immortal, ranks among the three top warriors of the Divine Clan Alliance, his fame shaking the Sixteen Heavens.”

“He has devoted his life to cultivating the peerless assassination technique, the ‘Shadow Assassination Art,’ which allows him to devour darkness, merge with the shadows, conceal his whereabouts, and completely hide his aura.”

“He moves silently between reality and illusion, tracking across thousands of miles and killing within a hundred steps.”

“In five thousand years of cultivation and slaughter, no fewer than a hundred top experts from various races have died under his assassination.”

“Countless renowned figures have been silently annihilated by him without anyone noticing, their bodies left without a trace.” ”

His methods are ruthless and impossible to defend against; his fearsome reputation has spread throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.” After

the intelligence was fully revealed, the plaza fell into a deathly silence.