Some beings tried to attack the texts, but there was no tangible target they could truly strike. Every attack they released only pierced empty space without producing any result. The chanting continued to flow without interruption, making them unable to build any rhythm of resistance. Every attempt to gather their awareness was immediately disrupted by layers of continuous pressure. Pain came in layers, forcing them to lose focus, and when focus was lost, that pressure felt even faster at tearing apart their soul defenses. There was no pause they could use to calm themselves. “Stop, please stop. We will give you whatever you want. But please stop!” “We swear we will not make things difficult for you anymore, but stop this…” The shouts from hundreds of peak-ranked Half God Sovereigns continued to echo. They were desperate under the power released from Xiao Quantian’s scroll. Their condition showed that the limits of their endurance had been completely surpassed. Those wor

In a world filled with battles like this, choosing to stop for a moment was not because of carelessness, but because he wanted to take distance from the thoughts that kept pressing him. Xiao Tian took out the Azure Dragon Furnace. Then he took out the flesh of ancient beasts and black monsters. He was not melting that flesh and then refining it into pills. Instead, he cooked the flesh inside the furnace. The furnace landed near him in a neat position. Xiao Tian arranged the pieces of meat without haste, choosing the parts he considered most suitable to be cooked first. Each piece was placed with calm calculation, unhurried, as if time was not something he needed to chase right now. The way his hands moved looked familiar, as if cooking like this was not something foreign to him. The only difference was the ingredients he used, and the place where he did it. “I still have a little Immortal Water, so I will cook this meat using Immortal Water.” He recalled the supplies he poss

The flow of energy around him moved inward, drawn by his technique, then merged with the circulation inside his body. However, the final result remained the same. That energy entered, became orderly, then vanished as if swallowed without a trace by the chasm he sensed. Xiao Tian could understand that the divine energy in this world was indeed dense, but what he needed to close the gap was not merely density, but something that carried weight far deeper than that. Xiao Tian inhaled a cold breath. This was only to break through rank five, yet he was already struggling greatly. He could not imagine how many treasures he would need to use to break through the ranks that followed. Rank five was already like this, so what about rank six, seven, let alone rank fifteen. Just imagining it already gave Xiao Tian a headache. He held his breath for a moment, then slowly exhaled, as if straightening out the thoughts that had been pressing on him. Xiao Tian did not deny reality. Precisel

Xiao Tian’s gaze swept over them briefly. He was not judging their attitudes or expressions, but the changes that had occurred in their realms and the stability of the energy within each of their bodies. Although the improvement was real, Xiao Tian still restrained them from rushing out to take action. To him, strength that was not yet fully organized would only become a burden if used without clear direction. He did not want that newly formed power to be used carelessly. He also did not promise absolute results, because he knew everyone had their own limits, and those could not be forced. Everyone was extremely enthusiastic. “Commander, we will do our best,” they answered in unison. That response sounded firm without needing to be raised. Their enthusiasm did not come from empty promises, but because they had already personally felt the benefits of Xiao Tian’s previous decisions. They clearly understood that what would be built in this base was not merely an ordinary place for

When Xiao Tian's group was still stabilizing their cultivation, elsewhere, the Northern Sea Palace group was stopped by one person. That person stood right in their path, without protection, without guards, and without a hint of hesitation. His courage was clear to see, for he dared to block the steps of hundreds of thousands of people who filled the area before him. Even among those hundreds of thousands of people was the First Prince of the Northern Sea Palace. The Northern Sea Palace formation moved in a neat formation that had been set up from the start. Smaller groups were arranged in layers, maintaining a regular distance, not too close, yet not scattered either. Each row had its own leader who watched over the pace of their steps and the stability of their positions. Amidst that sea of people, each group's leaders held their places, ensuring that no one strayed from the formation without orders. Their flow of movement was like a great current that had been directed from