Mr. Wuliu's voice was filled with a tough attitude, and the Qi Blood of the soldiers surged throughout their bodies, wishing they could punch the scholar across from them to death: Set fire to the mountain? What a grave sin that would be!

But there was no choice; a superior rank was like a mountain. The rules of Prince Pingbian's Mansion were strict, so he dared not disobey lightly.

"But there are still many people from the Academy in the mountains… and some renowned scholars…" The soldier's voice was full of hesitation. If people were burned to death, it would cause a huge scandal. The people in the Academy were not to be trifled with.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wuliu snorted coldly, "Those people are not fools. The foundation of the Academy is beyond your estimation. Just act as told. Right now, Prince Pingbian's Mansion wants to monopolize the Creation within the great tomb, precisely taking this opportunity to clear the field. The treasures were born within the territory of Prince Pingbian's Mansion, and we cannot allow those people to take them away. If someone really gets burned to death, just blame it on Zhong Xiang, saying that Zhong Xiang intended to take revenge by setting the mountain on fire to swallow the Creation within the great tomb all by himself."

Saying this, Mr. Wuliu looked at the general, "Who said we set the fire? Clearly, it was Zhong Xiang who did it."

A great fire shot up to the sky, fiercely spreading through the mountains and forests. Wherever it went, countless scholars who had come to seize treasures cried and fled in all directions. As the fire spread, the mountains were completely cleared, leaving only the men of Prince Pingbian's Mansion.

At this time, Zhang Chen, following an underground dark river, reappeared at the cave of his old lair. Gazing distantly at the black smoke rising into the sky, he couldn't help but be secretly alarmed: "Why did a fire suddenly start? Could it be that someone accidentally leaked their power during a struggle?"

Zhang Chen was secretly puzzled, but he didn't think much of it, never expecting that Mr. Wuliu set the mountain on fire specifically to catch him. After Zhang Chen took Mr. Wuliu's Flying Sword, he had seized Mr. Wuliu's very foundation, no wonder Mr. Wuliu would become anxious and desperate.

At this moment, Zhang Chen looked at the nine Flying Swords in his hand, which were enveloped in five-colored light and had fallen into a slumber, feeling somewhat troubled: "These Flying Swords far surpass my Sealing Rune in level, and my Sealing Rune simply can't suppress them. Only my Five-Colored Divine Light can subdue them, but I can't keep using the Five-Colored Divine Light to suppress them, can I? If I do that, wouldn't I become like a decorative light, with light shining wherever I go?"

Gazing at the nine Flying Swords, Zhang Chen showed a hint of contemplation but had yet to think of a proper way to place them, so he could only leave them as they were for now.

Zhang Chen then pulled out a jade box from his bosom. This jade box was the only treasure drifting out from the tree coffin, definitely not a simple treasure.

Zhang Chen thought for a moment before diving underground, then set up the Nine Bends Yellow River Array, sitting within it, and directly opened the jade box. A beam of white light shot up to the sky, blocked by the Nine Bends Yellow River Array. Zhang Chen used the array to suppress the aura of the jade box and, seeing that the aura inside couldn't escape, was overjoyed as he fully opened the jade box, stunned at what he saw.

Inside the jade box swirled a ball of white light, with countless runes flickering and intertwining within it.

"What is this?" Zhang Chen looked at the white light, curiosity in his eyes. As he reached out to take the white light, it transformed into countless runes and burrowed directly into Zhang Chen's mind upon contact with his palm.

The next moment, his brain roared, and an enormous flow of information poured in like an explosion, making Zhang Chen's Primordial Spirit feel like it was about to burst.

The information flow was too vast; even though Zhang Chen had cultivated Magical Power and his soul was nourished, he still struggled to withstand the massive information flow.

Zhang Chen's soul seemed on the verge of losing itself in the tsunami of information, the flow bombarding Zhang Chen's consciousness, his eyes filled with red blood vessels, and his eyeballs bulging as if they might burst at any moment.

"No, this information flow is too vast; I can't endure it. I must find a way, or my soul will be shattered by this overwhelming information, and I'll be scattered completely." Zhang Chen was filled with horror, never expecting that while he had braved countless storms, he would capsize in this ditch at a critical moment.

Was it because his soul was too weak to withstand the massive information and was therefore about to burst?

This way to die was simply too frustrating.

Zhang Chen's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, and finally, he thought of a solution. In the next moment, Zhang Chen formed a hand seal, directly entering a state of meditation.

As Zhang Chen entered the Meditation Realm, stepping into the wondrous realm of Unity of Object and Self and Eternal Celestial Being, his thoughts infinitely expanded, seemingly merging with Heaven and Earth. Though the vast information flow was mighty, it was still insignificant compared to the entire Heaven and Earth.

Zhang Chen plunged into the Meditation Realm, gradually sorting through the information flow, and roughly seven days later, opened his eyes within the Nine Bends Yellow River Talisman Array, an odd look in his gaze: "It's actually a transmitted restriction for refining a Magical Treasure, but this treasure… this treasure…"

Zhang Chen's eyes were filled with strange colors. This Magical Treasure was odd, specifically aimed at cultivators' souls, Primordial Spirits, and Soul Bodies, being the nemesis of all souls.

"It almost directly specifies a method to counter the Yang God." Zhang Chen muttered.

"However, to refine this item requires a powerful realm. With my current cultivation, I could probably only sacrificially refine an Artifact Embryo." Zhang Chen contemplated that information, countless thoughts flickering in his mind.

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