160: Chapter 159 On the Eve of Leaving Seclusion, Organizing the Gains

Chapter 159: Eve of Departure, Organizing Harvests

The storm below Sacred Martial Mountain temporarily drew to a close following Ning Yuan's domineering declaration: "Your King is here."

But everyone knew this was merely a moment of tranquility before the storm.

Escorted by Jiang Baihe, Ning Yuan's figure transformed into a streak of light like a rainbow, vanishing from everyone's sight.

Left behind were only broken hearts and endless shock.

"Is he... really going to the Myriad Races Battlefield?"

"An eighteen-year-old Martial King... even on the Myriad Races Battlefield, that's a nuclear bomb-level existence!"

"The Taixu Divine Tower was even taken by him; what the hell kind of Prodigy is he..."

The students discussed fervently, unable to calm down for a long time.

Meanwhile, those alien spies turned pale and transmitted this shocking news back to their respective races as quickly as possible.

The Human Race had produced a true hidden dragon!

Moreover, this dragon had already bared its fangs!

...

Deep within the back mountains of the Great Xia Martial Academy, inside a hidden Immortal Cave.

Ning Yuan sat cross-legged on a Ten-thousand-year Warm Jade Bed that emitted a gentle luster, letting out a long breath of turbid air.

This turbid air was faintly mixed with flickers of purple-gold lightning, making a "sizzling" sound in the air and burning a charred hole into the hard stone wall.

"Phew... I've finally completely stabilized my King Realm cultivation."

He slowly opened his eyes; in his deep gaze, starlight and dragon shadows intertwined and flickered, exuding the aura of a superior who commanded respect without even being angry.

The past three months of frantic Cultivation, battles, looting, and that thrilling Zixiao World-Ending Tribulation had finally borne the most fruitful results at this moment!

Not only had he successfully broken through the chasm that troubled countless Prodigies, but he had even condensed an unprecedented "God-Level Core"!

Ning Yuan was in no hurry to get up. Instead, he sank his Divine Thought into his vast golden essence sea and began to carefully organize the harvests from this trip to the Taixu Secret Realm.

This time, he truly had "full pockets"!

First and most importantly was naturally the "Taixu Divine Tower" that he had forcibly refined and claimed as his own!

This thing now floated quietly in the center of his essence sea, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.

Although the space inside the Divine Tower was somewhat unstable because more than half of its Origin had been drained, and many powerful Restrictions and Formations were in a state of semi-paralysis.

But this was, after all, a supreme treasure jointly created by the saints of the Human Race!

As long as he was given enough time and resources to repair it, this Taixu Divine Tower would definitely become the strongest trump card in his hand!

"It can be used to smash people, and it can also trap enemies inside to be dealt with slowly... Hehe, I like this function!"

Ning Yuan stroked his chin, a mischievous smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

He had already begun to fantasize about encountering those blind alien old monsters on the Myriad Races Battlefield in the future, directly summoning the Divine Tower to capture them all, and then releasing Void Beasts every day to bite them... Just thinking about that scene was exhilarating!

Besides the Taixu Divine Tower, his greatest harvests were the "taixu origin" obtained from the hundredth floor of the Divine Tower and the "primordial violet qi" rewarded by the System!

It was precisely these two supreme divine items that allowed him to complete the ultimate evolution of his life level at the moment of his Breakthrough into the King Realm!

His Physical Body, after undergoing Saint King Essence Blood, heavenly lightning Body Tempering, and the baptism of the Origin, had already become strong to an inconceivable degree.

He felt that even if he just stood still and allowed those Peak Flying Heaven Realm Prodigies to attack, they wouldn't dream of breaking through his defense!

"King-level Physical Body... it truly lives up to its reputation!"

"Combined with my God-Level Core, even if I face a true Emperor now, I might not be unable to fight!"

Ning Yuan clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power within him that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, his eyes filled with the light of confidence.

Besides this, the spoils he gained from sweeping through the Secret Realm, sapping others, and looting the looters were piled up like a mountain!

All kinds of ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines, rare Ores, lost Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals, and even the Lifebound Treasures of alien Prodigies...

He had everything!

If he took these things out to sell, he could probably buy half of the Great Xia Martial Academy!

"Tsk tsk tsk, these Prodigies are really wealthy; every single one of them is dripping with oil."

Ning Yuan couldn't help but marvel as he tallied the treasures in his dimensional bracelet.

"It seems that in the future, if there's a chance, I should hold a few more of these 'friendly exchange activities'."

He set aside the resources that were useful for his current Cultivation and prepared to hand the rest over to his mom to handle.

After all, professional matters should be left to professional people.

With the President of the Starry Sky Bank taking action, these stolen goods... cough cough, spoils of war, could definitely be sold for an astronomical price!

Finally.

Ning Yuan turned his gaze toward a wooden puppet in his inventory that emitted a mysterious aura.

death replacement puppet!

This was the source of his greatest confidence in daring to go to the Myriad Races Battlefield alone!

With this item, it was equivalent to having an extra life!

"However... this thing can only be used once after all; unless absolutely necessary, I still can't use it lightly."

Ning Yuan secretly warned himself.

The Myriad Races Battlefield was full of dangers, and no one knew what kind of terrifying existences they might encounter.

Although his strength had increased greatly, he couldn't let his guard down.

After all, those old monsters who had lived for countless ages were not comparable to those greenhouse flowers he had encountered in the Secret Realm before.

After organizing all his harvests, Ning Yuan stood up.

With a casual wave of his hand, the clothes on his body—which were already tattered and covered in bloodstains and scorch marks—instantly turned to ash.

A brand-new white robe, woven from unknown Ice Silkworm Silk and embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns, automatically draped itself over his body.

The white clothes were as pure as snow, untainted by a single speck of dust.

Combined with his deep eyes and the kingly pressure he inadvertently exuded, his entire person appeared elegant and otherworldly, yet domineering and peerless.

"It's time to set off."

Ning Yuan walked to the entrance of the Immortal Cave and pushed open the heavy stone door.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, but he didn't close his eyes; instead, he looked directly at the brilliant sun in the sky.

Outside the Immortal Cave.

Ning Jianghe, Hua Tianchi, and Ning Dashan—the three most important people in Ning Yuan's life and the top powerhouses of the Human Race—had already been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Ning Yuan come out and sensing the terrifying aura on him—which, though restrained, was impossible to ignore—a flash of undisguised pride and relief appeared in the eyes of all three.

"Yuan'er..."

Ning Dashan stepped forward and heavily patted Ning Yuan's shoulder with his rough hand.

Thousands of words ultimately boiled down to one simple sentence.

"Come back alive."

He didn't ask Ning Yuan what exactly he had experienced in the Secret Realm, nor did he ask how strong he was.

He only knew that this was his son, his, Ning Dashan's, pride!

No matter where he went, he, as a father, would always be his strongest support!

Ning Yuan looked at his father, whose eyes were slightly red, and felt a pang in his heart, but he still wore that carefree smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Dad. Scourges live for a thousand years; I'm someone who's going to live until the Universe is destroyed!"

He turned his head, looked at the two old gentlemen Ning Jianghe and Hua Tianchi, and performed a respectful, deep bow.

"Grandpa, Maternal Grandpa, I'm leaving."

Ning Jianghe stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

"Good! Go! Let those old fellows of the myriad races see that our Human Race is not to be bullied!"

Hua Tianchi let out a cold snort, killing intent revealed in his eyes.

"Yuan'er, when you get there, don't bother talking rules or reason with them!"

"If anyone dares to provoke you, kill them ruthlessly for me! Kill them until they are terrified! Kill them until they tremble at the mention of your name!"

"If anything happens, your Maternal Grandpa will back you up!"

"Understood!"

Ning Yuan nodded heavily.

He turned around, no longer lingering.

With a stomp of his foot, his whole body transformed into a brilliant purple-gold streak of light, soaring into the sky!

His target was pointed straight at the depths of the starry sky filled with slaughter and glory—

The Myriad Races Battlefield!