Xu Ping arrived beneath the lush Hundred Bamboo Wood.

He lightly leaped and lay down on a flat stone slab, his eyes slightly closed, entering a state of pretended slumber.

A look of utmost contentment on his face.

...

...

At the same time.

Ruins Deserted Island.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a stream of light shot out desperately from the depths of the deserted island.

Enclosed within that stream was a young man emitting the aura of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, with a trace of black blood at the corner of his mouth, and his breath was chaotic—all evident of his severe injuries.

Behind him, at the entrance of the deserted island, Spiritual Power surged, and the space distorted.

Moments later, two additional Nascent Soul Cultivators emerged like phantoms in pursuit.

One was tall and burly, clad in a crimson robe, his face covered in rough flesh, with icy glints in his eyes; he was none other than Wan Ming, a Nascent Soul Cultivator from Hu Country.

The other, a middle-aged man with a slim build and three wisps of long beard, was Jiang Jingxing, Sect Leader of Luoyun Sect.

"Master Xuanfeng, hand over the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron! You are already severely injured and cannot take it away!"

Wan Ming roared, his voice echoing in the air like a bell, causing the surrounding air to hum.

"Destroy!"

With a loud shout, Wan Ming swung the iron fan in his hand, and the bluish flame, like a roaring dragon, surged towards Master Xuanfeng with boundless power.

Upon seeing this scene, Master Xuanfeng gritted his teeth and summoned his spirit treasure, the Profound Ice Mirror, which he had nurtured for many years.

The moment the Profound Ice Mirror appeared, it emanated a bone-chilling aura, instantly freezing the surrounding water vapor and creating a world of translucent ice crystals.

Boom!

The bluish flame and the Profound Ice Mirror collided, unleashing a thunderous explosion.

At that moment, it seemed as if the entire world trembled; the intense light was blinding and unbearable to look at.

The violent energy flow spread out like a surging tsunami, distorting the surrounding space as if it might collapse at any moment.

However, although Master Xuanfeng had successfully blocked Wan Ming's fierce blow with the Profound Ice Mirror, it caused him to lose a precious moment.

In that fleeting instant, Jiang Jingxing had closed in.

"Slash!"

Jiang Jingxing's Mana surged around him like a tidal wave, and with a slight move of his finger, a gigantic purple sword, hundreds of feet tall, appeared out of thin air.

The giant sword emitted an aura so fierce it was terrifying, and with a momentum capable of cleaving heaven and earth, it aimed fiercely at Master Xuanfeng.

Facing the perilous situation of being attacked from both sides, Master Xuanfeng's expression turned grim.

His cultivation was initially deeper than the other two, and during the struggle for the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron, he had the advantage all along.

But who would have guessed that the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron would suddenly unleash its power without his detecting, striking him heavily.

If not for that, even against two, he certainly wouldn't have ended up in such a dire state.

Hatred surged within Master Xuanfeng's heart, yet he understood the urgency of the situation.

He gritted his teeth, forcefully swung his sleeve, and a sudden dazzling radiance erupted.

In an instant, several high-grade magical artifacts appeared in midair.

"Explode!"

Master Xuanfeng softly uttered.

In an instant, the magical artifacts simultaneously self-destructed.

Boom!!

A series of deafening explosions sounded.

The terrifying impact from the self-destruction of the magical artifacts swept towards Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing like an overwhelming tidal wave.

The dazzling light immediately illuminated the entire sky above the Ruins Deserted Island, and the tremendous roar caused rocks to roll down the island and the sea to rise in gigantic waves dozens of feet high.

Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing's expressions changed slightly, as they continuously deployed techniques to resist.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of this gap, Master Xuanfeng transformed into a flash of blood light and fled into the distance.

After Wan Ming and Jiang Jingxing had resisted the power of the self-explosive artifacts, they exchanged a glance and chased after without hesitation.

Though deep-seated grudges existed between them, they had to join forces for the sake of the Yin Qi and Qi Cauldron.

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...

Early the next day.

Gong Yang and Duan Shuang both visited, bringing with them earth-shattering news.

"Is this true!!"

Upon hearing their account, Xu Ping couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise, a slight ripple in his previously composed gaze.

"It's absolutely true. By now, the entire Yue Country is probably abuzz with the news!" Gong Yang nodded solemnly, his expression unusually grave.

With that, he sighed lightly, exclaiming, "Who could have imagined that the Supreme Elder of the Profound Nether Sect, Profound Wind True Monarch, would be besieged by Wan Ming from Hu Country and Jiang Jingxing, Sect Leader of Luoyun Sect.

"In the end, he met a tragic end with his physical form destroyed, now left only with a Nascent Soul to barely escape.

"To think he was at the peak of Early-Stage Nascent Soul, originally the most profound in cultivation among the three of them."

Gong Yang spoke while lightly shaking his head, his eyes full of lament.

"Indeed!"

Duan Shuang's beautiful eyes also carried a deep surprise, quickly nodding in agreement, "And who knows what kind of upheaval occurred within it."

When she heard this news, she was stunned for quite a while.

After all, this involved a Nascent Soul True Monarch!

An existence akin to an Immortal among the Three Kingdoms.

"The reasons within this matter clearly aren't something we can easily comprehend."

Xu Ping slightly lowered his head, contemplating silently before shaking it calmly.

As far as he was concerned, as long as these events did not have a substantial impact on him, he had little interest in investigating further.

After all, the collapse and severe injury of Master Xuanfeng's physical form were likely to cause major upheavals in Feng Country, but to him personally, the impact was negligible.

"That much is true."

Gong Yang nodded in agreement, then shifted the topic, continuing,

"However, with Profound Wind True Monarch severely injured, only the Nascent Soul remains, and even if he were to seize another body, retaining thirty to forty percent of his power would be highly fortunate."

"Moreover, with the Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, the Yin Yang Qi Cauldron, in his possession, True Monarch Wan Ming and Luoyun Sect definitely will not let it go easily."

"There is bound to be significant upheaval in the Three Kingdoms of Yue, Hu, and Feng next!"

As he spoke, Gong Yang's eyes flickered involuntarily.

Beside him, when Duan Shuang heard these words, her elegant brows raised slightly as she fell into contemplation, becoming somewhat lost in thought.

In contrast, Xu Ping remained completely calm, without any waves of emotion.

He was naturally quite clear about everything Gong Yang spoke of.

However, it simply wasn't his business.

As long as it didn't affect him, there was no need to pay further attention.

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