Watching Shi Feiyang distribute ancient treasures as if they were flowing water, everyone was astonished. Those who originally thought they would not receive any treasures were likewise shocked when they indeed received them.

No one expected Shi Feiyang to be so generous. A few began to see Shi Feiyang in a new light, discussing privately. Coupled with the Three Emperors Dao they had heard about previously, they felt a vague sense of realization and secretly admired him, thinking this Great Ming National Master truly had a vision rare in this world.

To him, these Magical Treasures were not of great concern. Fetching treasures from Yuan River involved a huge human and material plan, yet it was not entirely for personal reasons but rather more so for a cause aligned with the righteousness of the Three Emperors Dao. The specifics were unclear to many, but their respect and admiration for Shi Feiyang were clear.

At last, only one item remained in Shi Feiyang's case—a Soul Integrating Divine Sound capable of destroying all Primordial Spirits.

This treasure was created by Guang Chengzi on the summit of Kongtong Mountain four thousand years ago after nine years of intense labor and never used even once.

Containing ancient cosmic Essence Energy, once released, it would automatically and swiftly ascend faster than lightning. Should it enter the Spiritual Space where two days meet in the Immortal Realm, encountering the Qiantian Gang Qi, it would immediately dissipate.

Guang Chengzi had pledged long ago to amass ninety million deeds of merit and craft numerous Magical Treasures. He had never used half of them, leaving them for future generations to complete his grand aspirations.

Having acquired this Treasure, Shi Feiyang intended to use it to eradicate the most formidable demons and evils, fulfilling Guang Chengzi's ambition…

Of course, many other treasures on the ship also carried such "missions." If Shi Feiyang were to keep all hundred-plus items, the associated "negative merits" would burden him.

He would need to fulfill them, a task encumbering him for hundreds, perhaps thousands of years into the future, throughout which countless causes and enmities would arise.

When distributing the treasures, he had clarified that in taking a Magical Treasure, they were to help Guang Chengzi accumulate merit.

Everyone was thrilled; obtaining such an ancient treasure and merely needing to accrue some merit seemed a small thing. Moreover, those intentionally cultivating Outer Skills found personal benefits as well.

Many from the fringe spiritual paths, not usually cultivating Outer Skills, now found themselves engaging for the sake of these treasures, which was extremely beneficial…

Their performance of good deeds wasn't solely for themselves but because Guang Chengzi's treasures had led them onto the Righteous Path, directing many to perform noble acts. This large-scale influence allowed Guang Chengzi, who had already ascended to the Immortal Realm, to gain merits since every good deed they performed stemmed from Guang Chengzi, accruing enormous merit connected to him.

Just this Soul Integrating Divine Sound was of great use to Shi Feiyang. Not only would he use it against the major forces of the Demon Cult in the future, but he was also particularly interested in its crafting technique. Shaped like a transparent round egg, it harnessed the marvelous powers of Yin Yang and could obliterate the most tenacious and indestructible Primordial Spirits, reducing them to nothingness on the spot.

However, once this treasure was used, along with the evil it obliterated, it would also disintegrate unless someone of high mana, akin to a Golden Immortal, stood by during the explosion to capture the dispersing Spiritual Energy with a treasure, and bring it back for sacrificial refinement into form, allowing for its reuse.

Although the power upon a second explosion would reduce to two-thirds of the original, it would still suffice to instantly obliterate Primordial Spirits like Gu Chen's without any chance of escape.

After this second explosion, it could be collected and refined again, but its power would just be a third of the original, and after one more use, it would completely vanish.

Shi Feiyang was deeply intrigued by this treasure. For ordinary people, destruction of the physical body meant death, while cultivators, possessing autonomous Primordial Spirits, could seek rebirth after death, making a new fine warrior after just eighteen years as if changing bodies were like changing clothes. Saying such a person was killed was almost like saying they never died, and for those powerful demons and evils, it was challenging to eradicate them completely.

For instance, Deng Yin of the Blood God Clan, even if cut into 180,000 pieces by the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, could regenerate in a moment.

This was only because he had cultivated half of the "Blood God Scripture." If he had mastered the entire scripture, he could have been as invincible as the former master of the Stone God Palace, confronting the likes of the Purple and Blue Immortal Sword effortlessly, surging and growing like water – even more formidable than an undying body, nearly achieving true immortality.

But with the Harmonizing Divine Sound, it was different. With just one strike, there was a 90 percent chance to annihilate him at once; and if that didn't work, sending over the Purple and Blue Douluo Fire would make it utterly foolproof!

As Shi Feiyang thought so, far away on the West Kunlun Mountain, in a mountain hollow that had served as a gathering place for ancients thousands of years ago, Deng Yin was casting spells, gathering up the Phosphorus Yin Sha Qi in strands – all of which were streams of green flames from the bones of dead beasts and humans, buried underground, having absorbed the Earth Core Evil Qi over millennia.

He drew up the green flames, gathering them into a fireball in his palm, then feeding it to an ancient god dove beside him.

The ancient god dove, an ancient divine bird raised by the Wuhua clan, symbolized their tribe.

This great bird, with a wingspan of several meters, had a body covered in black feathers, steel beak, and iron claws; its eyes could shift through five colors, and its belly harbored a Purple Flame Inner Core, which could emit a bluish smoke for invisibility and wrap itself in a protective ring of five-colored flames.

Even the collaboration of the flying swords of the two elders of Song Mountain, the Taiyin Divine Thunder, Yang Jin's Prajnaparamita Saber, and Ling Yunfeng's Xuandu Sword forming a net could hardly harm it.

The ancient god dove once ate a strain of Immortal Mushrooms – akin to Mo Xiang, a species of poisonous grass, but whereas the Mo Xiang possessed a Dao Level of 3000 years, the one the ancient god dove consumed boasted of 7000 years, sprouting over a dozen leaves.

This miraculous bird, after ingesting the mushrooms, didn't die from the poison. Instead, for every leaf it consumed, it would fall into a torpor resembling death for 500 years. It gobbled eight or nine leaves in one go, resulting in a stupor lasting more than 4000 years, sleeping from the time of the Yellow Emperor's battle with Chi You through to the Great Ming Dynasty until recently when it gradually regained awareness.

Despite such potent Dan Qi from consuming so many Immortal Mushrooms, it was only half-alive, lying in its grave like a hibernating snake, occasionally stirring to move and continuing its stupor. Yet, its mind was alert most of the time, daily engaging in Inner Refining and diligent cultivation, continually strengthening its Dao Level, waiting for the time to rise, its strength potentially increasable by more than tenfold!

Deng Yin once rushed to the Wuhua clan's ancient tomb during a grand battle, killed three Demon Corpses, seized a pot of 3000-year-old Divine Oil, and used another pot, smashing it on the ground, then with three bursts of Demonic Flame, burned and refined it. Although he acquired only a few treasures from the tomb, his greatest gain was this ancient god dove!

This divine bird was intelligent, clever, even smarter than humans, albeit incredibly temperamental...Deng Yin's mana was stronger, and he could be even more irritable, but after considerable effort, he had tamed it. These days, he rode on its back, soaring contentedly.

The ancient god dove disliked eating meat or vegetables but adored anything dark and sinister – Black Evil Earth Evil, malevolent spirits, Phosphorus Ghost Fire... While others dared not touch such things, it relished them, swallowing them whole, its face revealing utmost satisfaction.

As Deng Yin was en route to West Kunlun to visit the Red Corpse Divine Monarch, the ancient god dove grew hungry. They descended to an ancient burial ground to extract Earth Evil Ghost Fire to feed the bird.

Watching the ancient god dove devour the Ghost Fire Green Flame he gathered, gulping down several balls of it, flapping its wings joyfully, dancing on the spot, Deng Yin grew even fonder of this great bird.

He was reveling in the moment when suddenly a chill ran through him.

Startled, he looked around, his eyes emitting half a foot of red Demon Light, scanning the surroundings multiple times. All he saw was blue sky and white clouds above and ice and snow below, a sight clean and spotless, but he detected nothing.

Deng Yin wondered, perplexed, "Which bald donkey is scheming against me this time?" Then he took in a sharp breath of cold air. "Could it not be a bald donkey, but him?"

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