Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Sun-Eroding Cry turned his head slightly to glance at Sun-Eroding Rain, with a gaze filled with the dust of time, and a soft sigh spread across the mountaintop:

"He is considered my nephew, his father, Erosion Sun Muqing, is my brother." Sun-Eroding Cry's voice carried a hint of wistfulness:

"Back then, when I was suppressed by Yun Tianji, Muqing had just stepped into the Martial Emperor realm."

Upon hearing this, Sun-Eroding Rain's eyes remained unmoved, still silent, only slightly bowing towards Sun-Eroding Cry's direction, as if acknowledging this bloodline connection that spanned countless ages.

But in his heart, how much weight this kinship held was unknown.

Sun-Eroding Cry's gaze once again swept over this unfamiliar Near Immortal Realm before him, seeing the orderly yet slightly thin spiritual energy, a flash of loneliness and emotion crossed his eyes:

"Things have changed."

The peers of his era would likely have no trace even in the Vast Universe, and the Near Immortal Realm has now declined to this state.

In that instant, he truly felt the cruelty of time.

After speaking, Sun-Eroding Cry's gaze turned towards Chu An, and he spoke in a deep voice:

"Not only him, I am also acquainted with Chu An."

"She and her brother Zheng Ping both served as Zheng Chu's close attendants, having followed him since the Near Immortal Realm."

Zheng Ping? Chu An?

Chu Zheng was slightly startled, and then quickly understood the implication of the names, which couldn't be clearer.

He instinctively turned around to glance at Chu An; no wonder at that time, among many ancient ancestors present, only Chu An spoke up and chose to enter the Chaos Sea to protect him with the Tao Tribulation Stick.

Chu An lowered her head, remaining silent.

Chu Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked towards Sun-Eroding Cry again, opening his mouth once more: "Can senior give me more information about Ancient Times?"

He was about to attempt to reverse the flow of time to seek answers in Ancient Times; having more understanding of it could never be wrong.

Sun-Eroding Cry's gaze suddenly sharpened, as if he instantly saw through Chu Zheng's intention:

"You plan to set foot in Ancient Times?"

Chu Zheng pondered slightly, nodding in acknowledgment:

"Yes."

Sun-Eroding Cry was silent for a moment, arranging the ancient and nearly forgotten memories that had been sealed away for too long.

After a while, his deep voice sounded once more:

"In Ancient Times, when Heavenly Fate first emerged, it was the chaotic source of ten thousand races competing when I reached Ancestor status. The struggle for Heavenly Fate was more direct than now. I have never heard of the so-called Heavenly Destiny True Spirit, at least Martial Arts Heavenly Fortune was under my absolute control. Perhaps there has been some change."

He paused, seeming to weigh his words, and transmitted them:

"There is not much I can tell you, but the secrets of reincarnation are very likely hidden within the Heaven Burial Palace."

Heaven Burial Palace.

Upon hearing this name once again, Chu Zheng's brow slightly furrowed, noting it in his mind.

"Aside from the Heaven Burial Palace, you need to be aware of the Ten Great Ancient Clans, for they were the strongest forces in Ancient Times, all being Ancestor Realm Gates. Beyond that, several other Taoist Orthodoxies had remarkable figures."

"Apart from these... I don't know much else."

Sun-Eroding Cry seemed somewhat cautious, not daring to speak too clearly.

"Thank you for informing me, senior," Chu Zheng said calmly, without further inquiry.

Once he has gathered the Heavenly Fate and embarked on the ancient path, these secrets will naturally be uncovered.

He said nothing more, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the mountaintop, leaving only an echo:

"Please wait a moment; I'll be right back."

Sun-Eroding Cry's body slowly sat down, staring blankly at the rivers and mountains before him, while Sun-Eroding Rain remained silent, with a deep gaze beneath the blood robe.

Chu An stood with her hands drooped, her aura condensed, and even now, she remained vigilant, not relaxing in the slightest.

The mountaintop quickly returned to tranquility.

...

...

In the vast starry sky, a figure like a fiery meteor tearing through the long night, surged forward between the Star Domain with a speed that transcended time and space.

Fu Pinglan's aura had risen to an unprecedented peak, with dark golden Martial Arts Battle Patterns like molten lava roaring under his skin, each heartbeat pounding like the battle drums of Ancient Times, shaking the surrounding stars.

The two-tenths of Martial Arts Heavenly Fortune had completely merged into him, not only granting him boundless Blood Qi origin but also forming a Martial Path killing domain behind him constructed by endless weapon shadows and shattered Star Rivers; wherever the domain passed, the Star Domain silently vanished.

A large number of Immortal Dao Realms were destroyed, and the Heavenly Fate that hadn't yet spilled out was also swept in by Fu Pinglan and absorbed into his body.

The Tao Tribulation Stick, seemingly forged from dark golden thunder, was gripped tightly in his hand, with endless destructive aura gushing from its cracks.

Fu Pinglan's face remained cold and calm, twin golden flames flickering in his eyes— a flame of killing intent thoroughly ignited, leaving nothing else in his sights but the Cangyun Realm he had locked onto.

"Zheng Chu——"

A roar capable of making the Stars fall erupted from the depths of Fu Pinglan's throat, turning into a tangible torrent that instantly shattered a vast Star Domain blocking his path into cosmic dust!

The moment the roar shook the Great Universe, Fu Pinglan's arm muscles bulged like Ancient dragons, lifting the Tao Tribulation Stick, exuding an aura of world-ending doom, high overhead!

Boom——

Tremendous energy surged madly from the tip of the Tao Tribulation Stick, draining the entire energy of the Martial Path killing domain to converge at its tip!

That faint light expanded in a billionth of a second into a destructive blood glow capable of swallowing vast Star Domains.

Its radiance eclipsed the glory of all Stars in the universe, turning the cold starry sky into a glaring scarlet ocean.

In the next instant, the Tao Tribulation Stick descended mercilessly without the slightest pause.

Where the staff's shadow passed, space-time shattered inch by inch, and a black fissure made of pure destruction Law, penetrating the Endless Star Domain, extended forward madly with the Stick's descent, seemingly to split the entire Great Universe in half!

Its speed and power exceeded the boundaries of space-time; almost the moment the Stick struck, the destructive shadow had already torn through the Cangyun Realm's gentle and peaceful Boundary Wall.

Inside Cangyun Realm.

Chu Zheng's figure had just emerged from the Void, not yet having the chance to enter the Taixuan Sect, when the world before his eyes suddenly warped.

Cangyun Realm, a Pure Land temporarily forgotten by the Dao War, under the strike where Fu Pinglan poured in two-tenths of Martial Arts Heavenly Fortune, was like a delicate yet fragile glass lamp fiercely crushed by a giant, raging hand!

Quick, too quick!

This strike, even outpaced the limits of Chu Zheng's reaction!

Having entered the Ancestral Realm, he perceived the All Heavens and controlled space-time, his Cultivation already beyond the imagination of ordinary living creatures, yet at this moment, even he felt overwhelmed.

He had no time to erect a space-time barrier capable of sheltering a Realm, nor to displace space-time to save the billions of Realm Creatures within Cangyun.

Even... not in time to pull a nearby old acquaintance into his protection!

In the next moment, dark Evil Qi surged around, and Chu An emerged from the Void, purple robes billowing, using his body as a shield in front of Chu Zheng!

Rumble——

The storm of destruction swept through the entire Cangyun Realm in an instant, at speeds billions of times faster than starlight!

The Heavenly Dome, like a fragile eggshell, was easily pierced by the shadow of the Tao Tribulation Stick; mountains, rivers, and countless living creatures inside were vaporized in an instant, without even a scream, turning into cosmic dust within the world-ending blood glow.

Inside the Taixuan Sect, Fu Quanliang seemed oblivious, surrounded by a circle of young Taixuan Disciples who had just entered, still wearing gentle smiles.

Geng Yiyang seemed to sense something, but before he could react, the overwhelming flood of blood glow was already upon them.

In that instant, as the flood of destruction touched, the entire Taixuan Sect silently turned into blood mist, leaving not a trace behind.

All of it happened mere inches away from Chu Zheng.

Under his watch, his eyes wide with fury, an entire Realm of Creatures disintegrated like sand swept away in a violent wind, turning into a sky full of scarlet blood mist!

The overwhelming, nauseating smell of blood, mixed with nature's spiritual energy and Law Fragments, formed a scarlet sea of mist that enshrouded the shattered starry sky.

Crack——

Chu An coughed up blood, his spine nearly broken by the strike, the overwhelming remaining force smashing him and Chu Zheng into the cracks between space-time.

In the next moment, Chu Zheng, unscathed, emerged from the Incomplete space-time fissure, suspended in the center of the scarlet sea of mist formed by the blood of billions of Realm Creatures.

His previously calm and undisturbed aura, which had long remained ripple-free, now churned violently, his silver-grey robe fluttering wildly without wind, his composed demeanor thoroughly torn apart, replaced by an almost twisted rage:

"Fu! Ping! Lan!!!"