145: Eternal Evergreen Realm, Eternal Brand

At this moment, Qiao Zimo had completely fallen unconscious, and even the demon infant in his Sea of Consciousness was extremely weak.

Evidently, the secret art he had previously activated was a desperate technique that burned his demon infant to exchange for power.

Xiao Zhuo paced to the side of the pink-haired man by the dark river and made a grabbing motion with his five fingers.

Qiao Zimo's Storage Pouch flew up from his waist and landed steadily in Xiao Zhuo's palm.

As his Divine Sense probed the Storage Pouch, it immediately encountered an obscure barrier—it was a self-destructing Restriction, and if he wasn't careful while trying to break it, the space within the Storage Pouch would be annihilated.

Xiao Zhuo's lips curled into a cold smile, and a golden light flowed between his brows.

The Restriction's Veins (veins) were revealed in minute detail under his Divine Eye; he condensed a wisp of dark golden Divine Thought, transforming it into a sharp cone (cone) that pierced towards the Restriction's weak point.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The sound of shattering glass exploded one after another.

The Storage Pouch opened in response, revealing a shockingly meager collection inside. For a powerful Cultivator from a major Sect, he had less than three thousand Spirit Stones and only a handful of Medicinal Pills.

Only a Jade Slip recording the cultivation method for the Heavenly Golden Pure Yang Body could be considered valuable, as it was an Earth-Grade High Grade Body Refining Cultivation Technique from the Desolate God Dao.

As for the Asura War Body, which could summon an eight-armed asura phantasm and was of more interest to Xiao Zhuo, it was not present. He took out everything from the Storage Pouch.

He tossed aside a pile of various miscellaneous items.

A bronze token instantly caught Xiao Zhuo's attention.

This bronze token appeared unremarkable, with no characters on its surface, only ancient tree patterns. When his Divine Sense touched it, it felt like sinking into a quagmire.

Holding the bronze token in his hand, a purple flame suffused with starlight appeared.

Yet, the bronze token remained perfectly intact within the purple flame. When the purple flame dissipated, he found that the token hadn't even warmed up in the slightest.

It was truly incredibly miraculous.

Xiao Zhuo had already learned from Zhao Xiange's memories that Qiao Zimo had killed a very well-connected Inner Sect Disciple of the Desolate God Dao and obtained a treasure from him that could grant entry to a certain Small World, a Small World known as the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm.

It was said to be a Small World left behind by an Ascended True Immortal.

The source of this information was Zhao Xiange's grandfather, Zhao Tianji, simply because the father of the slain Desolate God Dao Inner Sect Disciple was an old friend of Zhao Tianji's. He had once entrusted Zhao Tianji, who had close ties with the Blood Shadow Tower, to purchase information about Qiao Zimo from the Blood Shadow Tower.

Zhao Tianji knew that his old friend had very likely obtained a myriad ages token.

From the extent of the other party's concern for Qiao Zimo, he also guessed that the other party had very likely given the myriad ages token to his only son, and since his only son had died tragically at Qiao Zimo's hands, the item naturally fell into Qiao Zimo's possession.

The Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm opens once every thousand years. One myriad ages token can bring three people inside, but only Cultivators whose soul age does not exceed five hundred years are allowed to enter.

Legend has it that within it, thousand-year Spirit Medicine are everywhere, and there are even many ten-thousand-year Spiritual Root, and even an Innate Spiritual Root enlightenment tea tree.

The leaves of the enlightenment tea tree are the famous enlightenment tea of various realms. Drinking it not only allows one to have an Epiphany during Cultivation but can even permanently and significantly improve one's Comprehension Ability.

The worse one's Comprehension Ability, the greater the improvement.

At the same time, the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm also holds the Legacy of that Ascended True Immortal.

This realm has existed since before the Blood Demon Realm was called the Xuanling Realm, and it has opened dozens of times.

No one has ever obtained the Legacy from within.

For Xiao Zhuo, both the enlightenment tea tree and the True Immortal Legacy were immense temptations.

It had been nine hundred ninety-nine years since the last opening, and in another year, the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm would open.

Looking at the unconscious Qiao Zimo, Xiao Zhuo frowned slightly. The matter of him and Zhao Xiange jointly pursuing Qiao Zimo was known to many people in the Zhao Family of Blood Abyss Market. If everyone died and only Blood Sea reappeared, then the identity of Blood Sea might become unusable.

Although there was more than one myriad ages token, those who coveted it were as numerous as carp crossing a river.

His identity as an Outer Sect Disciple of the Blood Palace probably wouldn't be enough to protect him.

However, he possessed the Thousand Illusions Demonic Art; at worst, he could just change his identity and lie low, but that wasn't his style.

After much thought, he gazed at the pale face of the unconscious man, then suddenly pressed his fingers to his brow.

A mandara flower bud sank into it, and faint pink Texture (patterns) subtly appeared on Qiao Zimo's forehead, then gradually faded.

Xiao Zhuo carried him and submerged into the depths of the dark river. Water droplets dripped from the rock wall, sounding exceptionally clear in the dead silence.

Outside, the Zhao Family of Blood Abyss Market had already sprung into action.

The demise of three Soul Transformation Family retainers, followed by the destruction of the Old Ancestor's Clone and the tragic death of the sole heir, was undoubtedly terrible news for the Zhao Family.

The Family Old Ancestor, Zhao Tianji, was furious. He thoroughly investigated all of his grandson's recent movements and finally confirmed that Zhao Xiange had teamed up with three retainers and Blood Sea, an Outer Sect Disciple of the Blood Palace, to pursue Qiao Zimo.

Logically speaking, although Qiao Zimo was also a Genius, he was only at the Mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation, and he was severely injured. There was no reason for him to be able to kill Zhao Xiange, who had three Mid to Late Stage Soul Transformation Zhao Family retainers, three Peak Soul Transformation Puppets, and numerous life-saving demonic treasures.

But facts were facts. Regardless of what unforeseen circumstances had occurred, the direct lineage of the Zhao Family had indeed been cut off.

Cultivators found it extremely difficult to have offspring. Most high-ranking Cultivator Family members had to expend many resources to achieve their wish for a child.

This generation of the Zhao Family only had Zhao Xiange as its sole heir, which caused Zhao Tianji to completely erupt.

He led a group of Family powerhouses away from the Blood Abyss Market and headed towards the Mist Valley.

At the same time, he issued a sky-high bounty for Qiao Zimo and a search warrant for Blood Sea. For a time, countless Loose Cultivators also headed towards the Mist Valley.

Xiao Zhuo, however, was completely unaware of all this.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He was currently in the depths of the dark river activating the Soul Returning Seal to help Qiao Zimo heal.

Before encountering Xiao Zhuo's group of five, Qiao Zimo had already gone through a major battle and activated a secret art that burned his Divine Soul. His Divine Soul was already injured, and using it again during the fight against Xiao Zhuo's group had destroyed nearly half of his Divine Soul.

Once the Divine Soul is more than half destroyed, it begins to collapse, and even immortals cannot save it.

Fortunately, he met Xiao Zhuo.

The Soul Returning Seal originated from the Sacred Soul Sect's secret text, the Sacred Soul Scripture. Its profound and powerful nature was undoubtedly the strongest Divine Soul healing method in the current Blood Demon Realm.

Under Xiao Zhuo's Soul Power-consuming treatment, Qiao Zimo's Divine Soul finally fully recovered on the third day.

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life!" Qiao Zimo had already awakened and was completely subdued by Xiao Zhuo under the effect of the Soul Locking Seal.

Now that Xiao Zhuo had also healed his Divine Soul, it made him revere Xiao Zhuo even more.

Xiao Zhuo waved his hand and said indifferently, "It's a small matter! Since you've joined my command, I will naturally protect you."

"Master! Your subordinate is now plagued by misfortune, and I fear it will implicate Master. It would be best for Master to leave early!" Qiao Zimo remained kneeling on one knee, his eyes full of sincerity, genuinely considering Xiao Zhuo. "As for your subordinate, now that my Divine Soul is healed, I can unleash Void Refining Middle Stage combat power, which should be enough to escape."

"No worries! I already have a plan!" Xiao Zhuo's lips curved into a playful smile.

Qiao Zimo looked puzzled.

Xiao Zhuo smiled and said, "Later, you just need to do this... and that..."

Qiao Zimo was stunned upon hearing this, not expecting his Master to be so bold.

Half an hour later, a thunderous roar erupted from the depths of Mist Valley, and two figures burst out of the ground.

A bloody long river and an eight-armed asura phantasm clashed in mid-air, and the Qi waves sent shattered rocks and broken trees flying.

The Zhao Family members and many Loose Cultivators who had been searching in Mist Valley immediately rushed towards the source of the explosion.

They saw a black-robed youth retreating steadily, with several bloody gashes appearing on his chest.

Not far away, there were also deep, exploded holes.

Those who arrived immediately understood that these two had probably fought from underground to the surface.

No wonder so many people had searched for days without finding Qiao Zimo.

As the crowd approached, Qiao Zimo clearly became anxious, and his attacks grew fiercer.

The black-robed youth's pressure instantly increased greatly. He was hit from time to time, coughing up mouthfuls of fresh blood.