Amid the calm evening tide, Spiritless hummed softly. Yellow sand suddenly filled the air, and a toast was met with laughter.0

Violent fluctuations of primal qi stirred erratic gusts of wind. Thunder rumbled, flames flared, and furious shouts echoed across the battlefield as whirlwinds surged in all directions. On the shores of the Yellow Sea—with the surface of the sea mirroring the vast starry sky—erupted the first great battle of the cultivation world since the resurgence of primal qi.0

When primal qi returned, Cultivators who had practiced for over a decade or even several decades advanced at a tremendous pace. They refined their true essence, gathered spiritual consciousness, formed their Dao Seed, and eventually opened their Illusory Core. Now, they fought to the death using their Daoist arts.0

Since the Special Warfare Unit instructors had come from different Daoist sects, the battle could be considered the first direct confrontation between the righteous and the corrupt.0

Among them, Mu Wanxuan was undoubtedly the most dazzling. Having reached the late-stage Seed Formation Realm, she used the profound mysteries of the yin-yang qi to single-handedly hold back the Sturdy Iron God, a veteran among the corrupt cultivators. Meanwhile,...0