Wu Yue looked at the small world around them, and in the vision outside the cauldron, the Qiankun Mirror continuing to exert its power.
"Will taking a Great Dao immortal weapon out of the Human Realm affect its Five Elements foundation?"
"No, as long as a Great Dao immortal weapon isn't destroyed, it won't affect the Five Elements of a realm, even if it goes to another world."
You have experience in this regard, supported by Old Shen's theoretical research.
The thirty-second year, fifty-one years old.
Extracting trait...
Extraction successful!
"Blazing Gaze" (Green Rare): At night, your eyes will emit high-power searchlight beams. It won't blind you, but it might blind others.
Adjust trait?
Yes/No
You replaced "Eternal Half-Emperor" with "Formation Master".
Days passed by one by one.
In this place where day and night were indistinguishable, you couldn't tell how much time had passed.
You only knew that the food reserves were eaten up.
You even counted exactly how many blades of grass were in the Cauldron Realm.
The daily "caw caw" of the nine crows went from annoying at first to numbing now.
"Looks like we're going to be trapped here for the rest of our lives..."
Someone said mournfully.
Just then, the voice of the Qiankun Mirror came from the vision outside the cauldron.
"We escaped! We escaped! Hahaha! This is a free world! There are no bindings here!!"
Long Yang and the others were baffled.
"What is the Qiankun Mirror talking about?"
You froze for a second, then your mouth twitched.
"He might be having an episode."
The Qiankun Mirror started spouting nonsense.
It ran and jumped in the spatial turbulence, completing one beautiful bicycle kick after another.
Without the Qiankun Mirror stabilizing the surrounding space, the distorting power of the spatial turbulence on matter once again bore down on the Nine Provinces Cauldron.
Da Chun sweated profusely, aided by a group of immortal weapons.
The twenty of you didn't just stand there watching; you all channeled your Three Qis to Da Chun. Whether it was useful or not, you had to contribute somehow.
"Brother Chen Dong! Are your immortal weapons even authentic?! Why is each one more abnormal than the last!"
When Long Yang and the others first arrived and saw you had so many immortal weapons, they were incredibly envious.
After a while, they weren't envious at all.
An old eunuch, an old villain, an old mute, a village guardian, and nine crows that squawked all day long, driving everyone to a nervous breakdown.
The Qiankun Mirror outside was an even heavier hitter.
Going crazy at a time like this, it was going to get all of you killed here.
You were already quite calm about all this.
You took out a wine jar, set out twenty large bowls, and poured them full with a splash.
"Everyone, let us drink this wine and go to the underworld together!"
Baili Su and the others said in unison.
"Hey, don't say such dramatic things!! We don't want to die yet!!"
At this moment, they understood another truth: like master, like weapon.
You shrugged, expressing your helplessness.
Spatial turbulence wasn't something a group of people below the Martial King realm like you could handle.
What else could you do but accept your fate?
However, a miracle actually happened.
The Qiankun Mirror went completely insane in the spatial turbulence, even starting to attack indiscriminately.
It didn't know what it hit, but it actually created a sizable rift!
Da Chun, quick-eyed and deft-handed, steered the Nine Provinces Cauldron right through it, bumping the Qiankun Mirror inside along the way.
The Qiankun Mirror was still yelling.
"No!! I don't want to go in!! That's a cage!! The outside is a vast world with endless possibilities!!!"
The surrounding scenery constantly shifted.
A bright light came from the vision outside the cauldron, dazzling you.
Accompanied by astonishing swaying and violent shaking, the Nine Provinces Cauldron crashed into a rocky mountain with a loud bang.
The massive impact caused the several-hundred-meter-tall mountain to collapse by more than half on the spot.
Tumbling avalanches of stone buried the Nine Provinces Cauldron within.
Although the outside vision was obscured by crushed rocks, you knew that the outside was no longer the bizarre spatial turbulence.
"Are we back in the Human Realm?"
"Hahaha! Great, this is great! It's truly a miracle!!"
"Brother Chen, quickly open the exit to this realm, I can't wait to go out and take a deep breath of the Human Realm's air!"
You looked at the vision outside the cauldron and saw something others couldn't see—the aura of a foreign race.
"You guys better not celebrate too early..."
Before you could open the Cauldron Realm's exit, several explosions rang out outside.
"What's going on? Who's attacking us now?"
The explosions cleared away the gravel and crushed rocks burying the Nine Provinces Cauldron.
From the outside vision, two Dragonkin with fleshy wings could be seen hovering in the air, holding magic cannons and peering at the Nine Provinces Cauldron.
One of them was holding half of the Qiankun Mirror in his hand.
They were speaking the Dragonkin language.
But you could understand it.
"Look! This seems to be a Five Elements Foundation Artifact too!"
"Haha! We brothers picked up two Five Elements Foundation Artifacts for free today. Once we hand them over to the chief, we'll definitely be able to exchange them for decades of lifespan!"
"We struck it rich! We struck it rich!"
Long Yang and the others were stunned when they clearly saw the appearance of the two Dragonkin outside.
"What the hell are these things, are they from the Monster Race..."
"Are we really back in the Human Realm?"
"I'm afraid not..."
You weren't in a hurry to go out, instead, you let Hu Chacha out first.
Long Yang and the others couldn't see Hu Chacha without using special methods; they only saw you wave the Ten Thousand Souls Golden Banner and then open the Cauldron Realm's exit.
Hu Chacha went out.
The two Dragonkin outside were quite surprised to see a fellow townsman.
"Brother, why are you inside this foreign realm's Five Elements Foundation Artifact? Which camp are you from? Where is your body?"
Hu Chacha performed an incredibly authentic Dragonkin greeting.
"Seniors, I actually discovered this artifact and luckily brought it back from a foreign realm."
Their expressions looked like they didn't quite believe him.
"If you two brothers don't mind, I can offer this item to you."
Their expressions looked like they believed him now.
"I just don't know if there are other clansmen in this area. As the old saying goes, everyone who sees it gets a share. If there are too many people, the reward won't be enough to split."
The two Dragonkin in the sky laughed out loud.
"Don't worry, this area is the 'Shattered Zone'. Let alone 'people', there isn't even a single blade of grass!"
Before the two of them could finish rejoicing, you walked out of the Cauldron Realm, your hands clasped behind your back, looking like a transcendent master.
"Then I can rest easy. You can enter the banner now!"
You raised your hand and slapped through the air.
A giant flaming hand directly smashed these two small fries who were only at the Soul Tempering Realm, crippling them on the spot.
[With a wave of the Myriad Soul Golden Banner, a terrifying... wait, no, a holy radiance cascaded down, directly ripping out their souls and imprisoning them within the banner.]
["Old Wan, reform them!"]
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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
