“Oh, it’s over?”0

When he returned from Yuanjiao Mountain, Ling Xuanzi stood there dazed, a strange hollowness swelling in his chest. After all, he and Lin Xun had spent nearly three full months sweeping through the five sacred mountains: Yingzhou, Penglai, Fanghu, Daiyu, and Yuanjiao.0

The Blood Soul Wraiths, Eternal Fiend Corpses, Undying Fierce Souls, Dao Spirit Monsters, and Eternal Demonic Armaments they had hunted…the sheer quantity was staggering. It was a fortune so immense it defied belief. Such a fortune could only exist in this abandoned Dao Burial Ground.0

To Ling Xuanzi, it felt unreal, like a dream he was afraid to wake from. In less than three months, they had utterly emptied the five sacred mountains. Before today, he would never have dared imagine such a thing was possible!0

Only after returning to the cavern did he slowly regain composure. Then his eyes blazed, and he stared at Lin Xun with unconcealed excitement. “Junior Brother…with fortune like this, do we need to worry about failing to attain eternity?”0

Lin Xun was equally overjoyed. He had never imagined that investigating the upheaval in the Return Dominion...0