Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Ling Qingyu stated that she was unable to overcome the restrictions on the bronze door and could not break it open.

Jun Wuxie felt very unwilling, as the resources inside were definitely beyond imagination, both in terms of quality and quantity!

He looked at the palm of his hand, steeled his heart, communicated with the sword imprint, and summoned the God-Slaying Sword.

"What you're doing won't work. I can help you kill enemies and escape danger in times of crisis, but I won't help you obtain opportunities. You need to walk your own path and not overly rely on my power."

The God-Slaying Sword's voice echoed in his mind, stating that it would not come, and expressing that if it helped him open this door, then he would be no different from a flower in a greenhouse. Sitting at home with these resources would allow his realm to soar. Such cultivation was not what it wanted to see, nor what the Great Emperor wanted to see.

It said that a cultivator's opportunities require them to use their own strength to compete, honing themselves in the process of competition, and improving their adaptability and combat experience. If these are lacking, then no matter how fast the cultivation speed, it will ultimately be difficult to stand out among countless geniuses. From ancient times to the present, no peerless powerhouse has cultivated in this way.

Jun Wuxie: … …

He failed to summon the God-Slaying Sword and instead received a lecture on ideological education.

He naturally knew that using the power of the God-Slaying Sword to break open the bronze door in front of him and obtain massive amounts of sacred-grade resources was somewhat opportunistic.

However, when he thought about the possibility of finding something inside that could help Yue Yao repair her soul, he felt unwilling no matter what he thought, and that's why he decided to summon the God-Slaying Sword.

The God-Slaying Sword saw through his thoughts and sighed, "I know you want to revive that girl, so you should rely on your own ability to improve your strength even more. Don't even mention whether there are any rare treasures inside this door that would be useful to her. Even if there were, with your current abilities, it would be impossible for her to stand alive in front of you. A cultivator from the lower realm, dreaming of relying on natural treasures to repair the soul of a God Realm cultivator and reshape her body, you're being too naive."

Jun Wuxie was silent. Yes, even if he obtained those natural treasures now, he would not be able to help Yue Yao repair her soul and reshape her body with his abilities.

He looked at the bronze door in front of him and then turned and left.

Although he was unable to empty the entire treasure vault of the Han Clan, what he obtained today was already very rich.

The resources he collected could only be described as astronomical. They could not only be used to cultivate tens of thousands of young disciples of the sect, but also to build a particularly powerful army.

Of course, these rare resources could also be used by him and the people around him, increasing their cultivation speed by more than tenfold.

He estimated that with the amount of resources he now possessed, after returning to the outside world, he was afraid that he would not be able to find a few forces in the entire starry sky that could compare!

Seeing Jun Wuxie come out of the treasure vault, the Han Clan members were all furious, their eyes filled with bloodshot veins!

They were very clear that the things on the first floor of the treasure vault must have been looted.

That was resources that they had accumulated over countless long years through generations.

That was resources used to help a large number of clansmen break into the Saint Realm in a short period of time after returning to the Upper Realm!

Now that these resources were gone, after returning to the Upper Realm, wanting to allow a large number of clansmen to step into the Saint Realm would mean waiting for an unknown amount of time!

Although the resources in the inner vault could not be opened by that Chaotic Body, and those resources were the most valuable.

But those sacred-grade resources could only be used after reaching the Saint Realm. Using them below the Saint Realm would be a waste of natural resources!

The Han Clan's ancient ancestors and Han Zhongji and others had faces as black as if they had been smeared with pot ash, and they were all gnashing their teeth.

The Han Clan's young master, who had once claimed in the Han Clan's main hall that he would personally torture and kill Jun Wuxie, had long since lost his voice, and had been holding it in until he had internal injuries.

Lu Siqi, Lu Qianying, Liu Sheng Yingmei, Peacock King, and Brahma Woman, the five young supreme beings, also no longer bickered under false pretenses, all with gloomy faces, their hearts filled with unwillingness.

That damned Chaotic Body came to the Han Clan to run wild, not only was his attitude strong, but the Han Clan could do nothing about him, and he also looted the Han Clan's treasure vault!

The Han Clan had been inherited for several epochs, so how many rare resources must there be inside?

They were both jealous and envious, and their mentality was severely out of balance.

"Everyone, friends of the Han Clan, thank you for the great gift you have given back."

Jun Wuxie had a brilliant smile, very youthful and sunny, his thick hair flying in the lightning, and he sat down cross-legged in the central sky above the Han Clan's territory.

He allowed the humanoid lightning to bombard him, as stable as a rock, unwavering, took out a vermilion and translucent ginseng, and chewed it crunchingly in front of everyone in the Han Clan, commenting while chewing: "Hmm, not bad, this red jade ginseng has a fragrant aroma, and after one bite, it makes my whole body's pores stretch, and every meridian in my body is surging with medicinal energy…"

"Despicable brat!"

Han Zhongji was so angry that his blood rushed straight to his throat, and he spat out a mouthful, his body swaying. If the Han Clan's high-level officials hadn't supported him in time, he would have fallen to the ground in anger.

"What, you're already spitting blood? You Han Clan people have too much nutrition, it seems that there are still too many resources, and you're full and holding on, it just so happens that I'll help you solve the excess resources today, don't you feel a lot more relaxed in an instant, and have a feeling of liberation?"

"You…"

The Han Clan people were so angry that they jumped up and down, and some people even screamed loudly. They wanted to say, relaxed my ass, liberated my foot! They couldn't wait to rush forward and tear him to pieces!

"I want to laugh when I see you guys raging in incompetence."

Jun Wuxie chewed on the red jade ginseng while refining its medicinal energy, and said, "Isn't your Han Clan just courting death, and you only have yourselves to blame? Not to mention taking away the Dao-Integrating Flower that should have belonged to my woman, you even forced her into Saint Severance Mountain, trapped her in the city, and coveted her secret techniques, origins, and Dao fruit. If you hadn't done that at the time and let her leave, how could it have come to this today?"

"Aren't you arrogant? Aren't you bullying others with your power? Aren't you high and mighty, taking life and death, and doing whatever you want? Continue to be arrogant for me, continue to bully others with your power for me to see?"

Jun Wuxie just sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes swept over the Han Clan's ancient ancestors and clan leader and others, reaching out and pointing at them, and said, "Each one of you has lived for thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, but in the end, you're all a bunch of rice buckets. You're being played around by a newly promoted half-saint, but you can only stare with dead fish eyes, tearing your heart and lungs, as if mourning your parents. To me, you group of trash, you live worse than dogs, even the wild dogs on the roadside don't live as aggrieved as you, like a group of turtles, you don't dare to go forward and fight even when facing a small cultivator who is several major realms lower than you, you can endure this, are you Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"

"What are you staring at?"

Jun Wuxie pointed at the Han Clan's ancient ancestors from afar, and said, "That's right, I'm talking about you, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!"

The Han Clan's ancient ancestors trembled violently, and the violent energy tore apart the void and the sky, collapsing the great mountains under their feet!

Pfft!

Several impatient ancient ancestors were so angry that their hearts attacked their minds, and they spat out a mouthful of old blood, staining their gray beards red, their bodies swaying, their lips trembling, and their eyes almost dripping with blood.

"Yo ho, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, why are you spitting blood? This amount is not small, people who don't know would think that you have menstrual reflux, is this the rhythm of preparing to vomit your intestines out?"

"Damn it! This ancestor will tear you apart!"

Several irritable ancient ancestors of the Han Clan were directly angered, spitting blood while rushing towards the tribulation area like crazy, scaring the other ancient ancestors to quickly drag them back to death.

"Come on, are you just talking and not practicing? Does your Han Clan only know how to talk? I came alone and slaughtered hundreds of your Han Clan's powerhouses, have you hurt a single hair on my body, besides spitting blood and howling, what other abilities do you have?"

Jun Wuxie was extremely sarcastic, trying to provoke some of the impatient ancient ancestors to come and die.

As a result, there were indeed a few who were driven crazy, but they were dragged down by those who could endure it.

"It's not that I look down on you, if all of you in the Han Clan come together, I'll carry my hands on my back and slaughter all of you, count me as a loser if I move a finger!"

He continued to provoke, making some ancient ancestors of the Han Clan vomit mouthful after mouthful of old blood.

"Chaotic Body, you will die miserably!"

A calm ancient ancestor of the Han Clan spoke coldly and gloomily. He was also so angry that he was about to explode, but he understood that the more he lost control, the more he would fall into that Chaotic Body's trick.

In this situation, he must remain calm and control his emotions.

Having lived for so many years, how could he lose his composure and fall into the other party's trick just because of a child's ridicule and provocation?

"Hmm, I'm so miserable, I'm even spitting blood."

Jun Wuxie gave them a funny expression.

"You!"

The Han Clan's ancient clan had twisted and ferocious faces, crushed a mouthful of old teeth, took deep breaths, and stopped talking.

After that, no matter what Jun Wuxie said, they didn't say a word, just staring at him coldly.

"It's really boring, to meet a group of fools who don't fight back when beaten, and don't talk back when scolded…"

Jun Wuxie shook his head and sighed, looking bored, almost angering the Han Clan up and down to curse loudly.

He didn't continue to provoke either, and began to use various half-saint level spirit essences very calmly, while consolidating his realm and cultivating.

As for the heavenly tribulation, he simply ignored it, letting it attack, as stable as a rock.

He had not killed the four humanoid lightning tribulations, so the heavenly tribulation had been maintained at the fourth wave stage.

In this way, the fourth wave of heavenly tribulation continued until the morning of the second day.

After such a long time, it is estimated that Lan Lan had taken Ji Yinlan, Yan Qingcheng, Mu Yunxi, and Yan Ruyu away from Saint Severance Mountain, and should now be in a relatively safe place.

He finally stood up and began to fight back against the heavenly tribulation, a pair of golden fists striking the powerful enemies in all directions, killing the humanoid lightning tribulation in the high sky.

In an instant, the fifth wave of heavenly tribulation descended.

The aura of heavenly might was even more terrifying.

Five humanoid lightning bolts that were exactly the same as his figure and appearance rushed out from within the clouds.

He walked above the sky, seemingly leisurely, shuttling between the humanoid lightning tribulations, his palms and fingers striking horizontally, fighting against the lightning tribulation, hitting until the void exploded and the earth shook.

The result was no suspense!

Lightning attacks had little effect on him, dealing only a tenth or a twelfth of their potential damage.

Compared to his deliberate stalling yesterday, his speed in transcending the tribulation today was exceptionally fast.

Fifth wave, sixth wave, seventh wave…

Such a heavenly tribulation made everyone's scalp tingle!

Now it was the ninth wave of the heavenly tribulation, a full nine Order Lightning Tribulation duplicates, which would be a nightmare for anyone who encountered them.

But for him, it was far too easy.

However, he was not in a hurry to resolve the final wave of the heavenly tribulation.

Enduring the bombardment of the lightning tribulation, he asked Ling Qingyu for some Divine Speed Charms.

Now, what he had to do was naturally run away. If he didn't run now, when would he?

He activated the Divine Speed Charms, carrying the rolling heavenly tribulation and the hundred-mile tribulation clouds, instantly rushing out of the Han Clan's territory.

The Chaotic Body was running!

The first reaction of the entire Han Clan was to chase!

However, many people simply couldn't keep up with his speed and were quickly left far behind.

The ancient ancestors of the Han Clan chased after him with gloomy faces, but maintained a sufficient distance.

They were worried that the Chaotic Body would suddenly change direction. If they didn't retreat in time, they would be enveloped in the heavenly tribulation.

The final wave of the heavenly tribulation was too terrifying. They knew that once they were caught in it, they would be annihilated in less than two breaths.

"Little brother, we are here to help you!"

As Jun Wuxie rushed into the mountains outside the city, a crystalline beast bone pierced through the void and landed in his hand.

The beast bone was very smooth, with a map drawn on it. There was a red dot on it, marked very clearly, and the map route was also very detailed.

"We will help you hold back some of the Han Clan's ancient ancestors to reduce your pressure. If little brother has time, please come to the red dot location marked on the map for a chat."

Such a voice transmission sounded in his ear. Jun Wuxie looked in the direction of the sound and saw three mighty beast kings in the distant mountains.

There was a lion whose fur flowed with azure flames; a wolf king whose entire body was snow-white, with ice and snow light flowing in its fur; and a majestic Tibetan mastiff with golden fur all over its body.

"Beast Kings? Why are you helping me?"

Jun Wuxie stopped, feeling somewhat vigilant.

"Little brother has unlimited potential. In the future, when you go to the Upper Realm, you will definitely be valued by the great forces. After we return to the Upper Realm, we need to find a backer to multiply and thrive, so we want to cooperate with little brother!"

"Why not go to the Upper Realm and attach yourselves to the ancient clans?"

"The situation of the ancient clans is complicated. If our own clan is too weak, attaching ourselves to the ancient clans will only make us slaves, and we will no longer be free. We naturally do not want that!"

"Alright, then I'll talk about it after I get rid of the Han Clan's ancient ancestors and reach the agreed location!"

Although Jun Wuxie didn't fully believe what the Beast Kings said, it was still a good thing to have them help him hold back some of the Han Clan's ancient ancestors.

He would think about the other things later!