Under Yuan Ming's control, the figure of the World Tree began to slowly shrink. The branches and vines piercing deep into the void were being pulled out bit by bit, like silk being unwound from a cocoon.

Each time a root was lifted, the Three Realms Immortal Boat trembled as if its heartstrings were being plucked.

In the void, the Space Power seemed to be summoned by some force, surging and forming chaotic space whirlpools, like waves whipped up by a fierce wind.

With a thought, Yuan Ming gently opened the space gate of the Shura Palace, revealing a deep entrance.

He cautiously maneuvered the roots of the World Tree, slowly extending them toward that entrance.

When the first root pierced through a barren plain in the Shura Palace, a torrent of nature's spiritual energy surged into this space like a flood.

The once withered flowers, grass, and trees seemed to be called to life, instantly flourishing with vibrant vitality—green leaves lush and wildflowers blooming, with a fragrant scent filling the air.

As the second, third, and fourth roots successively struck down, the entire Shura Palace seemed to experience a life awakening, with every corner brimming with new life and vitality.

Even ordinary people living there could feel the wind around them becoming fresher and more pleasant, with an indescribable comfort and joy pervading the air.

As the master of the Shura Palace, Yuan Ming could feel this earth-shattering change even more deeply.

He looked at the scene before him, the joy in his heart was almost beyond words, as if seeing the powerful hope of his future.

The space of the Shura Palace also emitted a loud rumble, seemingly celebrating this significant transformation.

The Space Power quickly became firm and stable, with the range continuously expanding, heralding a new era for the Shura Palace.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from afar.

Su Wu had already keenly perceived Yuan Ming's intention, his face changing dramatically, as a black light lit up in his Dantian, and rolling black gas surged out like a tide, covering the World Tree.

He once again deployed the Sky Cicada Spirit Domain, attempting to trap the entire World Tree along with Yuan Ming's silver spherical space.

How could Yuan Ming let him succeed?

With a thought, the silver spherical space suddenly shone brilliantly, blocking the invading black gas one by one.

Su Wu's face turned even darker, knowing that if he couldn't stop Yuan Ming, the consequences of the World Tree being taken away would be dire for him.

So, he exerted all his strength, trying to break through the defense of the silver spherical space.

Yuan Ming, not showing any weakness, continued to control the roots of the World Tree penetrating into the Shura Palace while fending off Su Wu's attacks.

The battle between the two became increasingly fierce, and the space whirlpools in the void grew more chaotic, seeming ready to collapse at any moment.

...

Meanwhile.

Sima Changqin had already ventured deep into the underground cavern, where a towering bronze door stood before him.

He scrutinized closely and saw the complex runes on the door and the unique marks on the door rings, causing his brow to furrow slightly.

Though he was not particularly skilled in the art of arrays, he could still see that the forbidden on the bronze door was extraordinary, not far off from the power of a seventh-level restriction.

Attempting to break this restriction on his own power alone was undoubtedly as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

"It seems I have no other choice!"

A gleam of determination flashed in Sima Changqin's eyes as he then took out a set of blue array flags, quickly arranging them in front of the bronze door.

In no time, a blue array took shape, emitting a faint glow.

Sima Changqin took a deep breath and used his Mana to activate the array.

Suddenly, a deep blue light erupted from the center of the array, transforming into streams of extreme cold, striking violently at the bronze door.

The bronze door swiftly became coated with white frost, which then solidified into a layer of blue ice crystals, tightly enveloping the entire door.

Yet, the restriction seemed unaware, continuing to operate quietly.

"As expected, it's still not enough."

Sima Changqin sighed lightly, a trace of helplessness crossing his face.

He flipped his hand to take out a blue Spirit Talisman, which emanated an astonishing aura of the Power of Dao, seemingly containing endless mysteries.

His eyes flashed with a hint of reluctance, but in the end, he raised his hand and tossed the Spirit Talisman into the blue array.

Upon entering the array, the Spirit Talisman immediately shattered, transforming into a dazzling blue light.

The cold energy emitted by the array swelled several times, freezing the forbidden on the bronze door, causing it to cease shimmering.

"Explode!"

Sima Changqin uttered in a low voice, forming a seal and pointing out.

Instantly, the blue ice crystals on the bronze door exploded with a crack, scattering into icy debris.

The restriction also disintegrated in that moment, revealing the original appearance of the bronze door.

A gleam of joy appeared in Sima Changqin's eyes; with a twist of his wrist, he pulled out a blue long sword.

The sword's blade gleamed with a chilling luster, exuding a sinister aura.

He wielded the long sword, slashing left and right at the bronze door, sending a cross-shaped sword light shooting toward the door.

With a crisp "crack" sound, a gap split open at the bottom of the bronze door, revealing a black, pitch-dark opening inside.

Dim light flickered within the cave entrance, as if hiding some earth-shattering secret.

Sima Changqin felt a surge of joy in his heart and immediately leapt into the cave entrance.

Inside, the cave was dark and profound, yet he seemed to see through everything, advancing steadily.

Soon, he arrived at a vast stone chamber.

The stone chamber spanned a hundred yards, meticulously and orderly arranged, with massive display shelves.

Various treasures were arranged on the shelves, some radiant, some ancient and plain, but all exuded an extraordinary aura.

Sima Changqin's eyes brightened, just as he was about to carefully inspect these treasures, he suddenly noticed a figure lying on the ground near a wooden shelf on his side.

His heart jolted, and he stepped forward for a closer look, only to find the figure somehow familiar.

"Who's there?" he asked in a low voice, but the person showed no reaction, lying motionless.

Sima Changqin's Divine Thought flowed like water within the stone chamber, and as it swept over the figure on the ground, his brows furrowed slightly.

He quickly walked over, and upon seeing the person's face clearly, he couldn't help but be startled.

It turned out the unconscious person was Yan Jue.

"How could he be here?" Sima Changqin felt a wave of inexplicable doubt.

Sima Changqin reached out a finger, gently placing it on Yan Jue's pulse, slowly injecting a stream of Mana, attempting to awaken him.

Yet Yan Jue seemed utterly lifeless, showing no reaction.

His breath was still there, weak yet tenacious.

Sima Changqin's eyes flickered, realizing Yan Jue must have had his consciousness sealed by someone's Divine Skills.

This place, located deep within the cave, was unreachable by ordinary people. Who else could seal Yan Jue here, if not the mysterious cave master?

Thinking of this, Sima Changqin ceased his attempt to wake Yan Jue, turning his gaze towards the surrounding wooden shelves.

The wooden shelves were filled with dazzling treasures, ores, spirit wood, elixirs, and spiritual treasures.

"Nine Yang Wood, Netherworld Grass, Ten Thousand Water Essence Jade..." Sima Changqin murmured the names while browsing the treasures.

These spiritual materials were mostly of Sixth Grade, with occasional Seventh Grade pieces. The spiritual treasures and elixirs were also remarkable, some of which he hadn't even seen during the earlier trial steps.

His heart swelled with joy; any one of these treasures could cause a sensation in the outside world.

Moreover, here was an entire stone chamber filled with such treasures.

Sima Changqin took a deep breath, calming his excitement, then raised his hand, and a vast swath of white light surged from his sleeves, swiftly sweeping over the treasures on the display shelves.

In his eyes, these treasures were precious resources, and he intended to take them all.

Just then, Sima Changqin sensed a subtle spatial fluctuation.

He spun around with alarming speed, his gaze fixed on another wooden shelf on the opposite side of the chamber, where a purple Jade Box had been, now vanished into thin air.

Sima Changqin furrowed his brows; his Divine Sense was already spread throughout the chamber, and such a minor change did not escape his observation.

He understood that someone had tampered with something here.

"Which Fellow Daoist is here?"

He asked sternly, but the chamber remained silent.

Sima Changqin felt a chill in his heart, certain that besides himself and the unconscious Yan Jue, someone else was present.

He snorted coldly, waving his sleeve toward the direction where the Jade Box had been.

Instantly, a ripple surged through the void, large swaths of green spirit light appeared indiscriminately, striking toward that location.

The area where the Jade Box had been was engulfed by explosive sounds, nearby wooden shelves shattered, and even the space showed subtle ripples.

Yet despite all this, the purple Jade Box was nowhere to be seen.

Sima Changqin grew increasingly puzzled, knowing he might have encountered a formidable opponent today.

Before long, a figure emerged from the aftermath of his attack, none other than Wulu.

Due to Sima Changqin's rapid and wide-ranging attack, Wulu failed to evade in time and suffered considerable injury.

The Mana within him became chaotic, unable to maintain the Concealment effect of the Heavenly Escape Stone Talisman, forced to reveal himself.

"It's you!" Sima Changqin instantly recognized Wulu, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Wulu had no intention of conversing, quickly stabilizing his Mana, and once again activating the Heavenly Escape Stone Talisman, disappearing from Sima Changqin's sight.

"Dare to snatch things from me, quite bold!"

A glint of coldness flashed in Sima Changqin's eyes. Raising his hand, two blue finger shadows shot out like lightning, directed at the nearby void.

Just when Wulu was hit by the green light, Sima Changqin had quietly attached a special Mana mark on him.

Now, this mark came into effect, causing Wulu's figure to reappear in the void, forcibly struck by Sima Changqin's finger shadows, heavily slamming into the stone wall behind.

He struggled to rise, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his life was not at risk.

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