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59: Shedding its shell like a cicada, traveling a thousand miles like a divine being.

It was only an instant.

Aside from Shen Yuanmo and the Ink Jade Qilin, all Cultivators who entered the karst cave were completely annihilated!

The moment Shen Yuanmo threw the Divine Thunder Talisman, his mind stirred.

The two glazed vajra, one on the left and one on the right, firmly guarded him in the center, using their indestructible bodies to create a completely safe space, blocking all the falling boulders!

"Roar—!"

The Ink Jade Qilin was also startled by this sudden change and let out an angry roar.

It couldn't understand why this human was even crazier than it was!

Its massive body was also struck by several boulders. Although it wasn't injured, it was left covered in dust and looking utterly wretched.

At this moment, Shen Yuanmo flashed out from the protection of the Puppet.

He glanced at the Ink Jade Qilin roaring amidst the rubble, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

He knew that although the Divine Thunder Talisman was immensely powerful, it wasn't enough to inflict fatal damage on this thick-skinned Third-Rank Demon King.

Now was the best time to escape!

Without hesitation, he took out a Talisman flickering with silver spatial fluctuations from his Storage Pouch.

A High Grade Third-Rank Talisman, the Divine Travel Thousand Miles Talisman!

Shen Yuanmo held the Divine Travel Thousand Miles Talisman, which shone with silver light, as the magic power inside his body surged into it like a flood through an open gate.

"Roar—!"

The Ink Jade Qilin, trapped in the pile of rubble, let out an earth-shattering roar.

Its pair of golden eyes locked onto Shen Yuanmo, filled with endless fury and resentment.

The supreme treasure it had guarded for a thousand years was actually stolen by this despicable human right under its nose!

Even more hateful was that this human used such a crazy method to destroy its lair!

Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!

"Boom!"

The Ink Jade Qilin's massive body suddenly shook, and an earthen-yellow demonic power halo erupted from it, shaking off all the immense boulders pressing down on it!

Its four hooves stamped the ground, and the heavy power of the earth gathered around it, causing the entire collapsing karst cave to tremble violently.

It wanted to kill this human! To tear him into shreds in the most brutal way possible!

However, Shen Yuanmo gave it no such chance.

Just as the Ink Jade Qilin broke free, the Divine Travel Thousand Miles Talisman in his hand had also accumulated enough power.

"Buzz—!"

The silver light on the Talisman suddenly burst forth, and an indescribably profound spatial fluctuation rapidly spread out, centered on Shen Yuanmo.

The air around him began to twist and fold, forming a constantly spinning silver vortex.

"Trying to run?!"

The Ink Jade Qilin roared furiously and suddenly opened its large mouth. But this time, what it spat out was no longer Qilin fire, but an earthen-yellow light spear, condensed to the extreme and formed entirely from the essence of the earth!

Ancient runes inherited through the Bloodline of the Qilin race were inscribed upon this light spear, containing terrifying power capable of suppressing and locking down space!

It wanted to nail this human, along with the space surrounding him, right here!

The light spear left its mouth, swift as lightning, arriving later but striking first. It crossed dozens of feet almost instantly, viciously stabbing toward the center of the nascent silver vortex!

Shen Yuanmo's heart tightened. He could feel the horror of this strike. If he were hit head-on, even if he didn't die, he would likely be severely injured, and the teleportation process would certainly be interrupted!

But the earthen-yellow light spear was still one step too late!

Just as the tip of the earthen-yellow light spear was about to reach the edge of the silver vortex.

"Tear!"

A soft sound, like cloth being ripped.

The silver vortex suddenly contracted inward, taking Shen Yuanmo's figure with it, vanishing from the spot without a trace.

The immensely powerful earthen-yellow light spear missed its target and slammed viciously into the karst cave wall!

"Rumble—!"

The already collapsing karst cave could no longer withstand this terrifying power and let out its final mournful cry.

Large sections of the rock wall peeled off, and the entire interior of the mountain completely collapsed, burying the former Crystal Palace, along with the furious Demon King, beneath an endless pile of rubble.

"ROAR—!!!!"

From deep underground, the unwilling and frantic roar of the Ink Jade Qilin was heard, the sound waves transmitting through the thick rock layers.

Causing the entire Ghost Soul Valley to tremble. Countless specters and ghosts shivered under this pressure, prostrating themselves... A thousand miles away, in the Baiduan Mountain Range.

In a remote, uninhabited mountain hollow, space suddenly twisted, a silver light flashed, and Shen Yuanmo's figure stumbled out of the Void Realm.

"Pfft!"

The moment he stabilized himself, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, his face turning somewhat pale.

"That was close!"

Shen Yuanmo looked back with lingering fear.

Although the Divine Travel Thousand Miles Talisman was successfully activated in the end, a trace of the Ink Jade Qilin's final strike still affected him through the spatial rift.

If his Physical Body hadn't been powerful and protected by the Glazed True Sun, the sheer shockwave alone would have been enough to displace his internal organs.

A Third-Rank Demon King is indeed terrifying!

Especially an exotic beast possessing an ancient Bloodline; its true combat power far exceeds others of the same rank.

He dared not linger for a moment. He immediately took out a Breath Concealing Talisman from his Storage Pouch and slapped it onto himself, completely concealing his aura.

Then, his figure flickered, and he plunged into a dense thicket nearby, quickly carving out a simple hidden Immortal Cave.

After setting up a few simple Warning Formations, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down cross-legged.

Although the journey to Ghost Soul Valley was perilous, almost a nine deaths, one life situation, the rewards were immense.

With a thought, he extended his Divine Sense into his Storage Pouch.

He saw the nine-aperture stone milk, warm and jade-like, seemingly possessing life, quietly floating in a corner of the Storage Pouch.

It emitted a soft milky-white halo around its body. The refreshing fragrance, perceived solely through his Divine Sense, instantly revitalized Shen Yuanmo, and the turbulent Qi and blood within his body calmed down significantly.

Through the eight already opened apertures, pure life essence energy was constantly being inhaled and exhaled.

And the ninth aperture was already on the verge of opening, needing only one last trace of opportunity to fully connect.

"nine-aperture stone milk... finally in my hands!"

Even with Shen Yuanmo's Heart-Nature, he could not hide his excitement at this moment.

With this item, Old Ancestor Shen Zongdao's Dao foundation can be completely repaired, perhaps even advancing further, providing another solid guarantee for the Family's future!

Next to the nine-aperture stone milk, the dozens of soul condensing grass, crystalline throughout, also emitted tiny starlight, proving they were equally priceless treasures.

After carefully sealing these items in Jade Boxes, Shen Yuanmo began to check his own condition.

Activating the Divine Travel Thousand Miles Talisman consumed nearly seventy percent of the magic power within his body.

His Dantian was now completely empty, and the Meridians injured by the Qilin Demon King needed to be treated quickly.

He did not hesitate, immediately took out a bottle of Medicinal Pills and consumed them, then began circulating the Crimson Sun Glazed Scripture to recover.

He must adjust his state back to the Peak as quickly as possible.

Although this place was a thousand miles away from Ghost Soul Valley, no one could be sure whether that Demon King had some secret technique to track him down.

More importantly, he had a faint feeling of unease in his heart.

It had been some time since he left Linjiang City. Although he had made thorough arrangements before leaving, the Wei Family's Flying Boat kept lingering in his mind.

"I hope... I am overthinking things."

Shen Yuanmo closed his eyes, cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, and fully immersed his spirit in Cultivation.

The most pressing matter was to recover his strength, and then return to the Family as quickly as possible!

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