Five days passed in the blink of an eye. 0

Qi Yuan led the group from one place to another, slaughtering without pause. Across seven empires, nearly one hundred thousand Moluo soldiers were wiped out, each falling to a single sword strike. Yet he didn’t leave in haste this time. Every time he arrived, he ordered the local emperor to gather all cultivation techniques. After killing the people of the Moluo Clan, he would stay a few hours and wait until the manuals were collected, before moving on to the next empire.0

Strangely enough, slaughtering the Moluo Clan made Qi Yuan feel as though he had returned to grinding monsters in a game. With each Moluo Clan member slain, he felt one step closer to reclaiming the Heavenly Dao. The sense of progress was akin to watching a bar slowly fill. It was deeply satisfying.0

Now, Qi Yuan had arrived at the seventh empire’s palace, appearing...0