High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

With a single kick, the millennia-old dignity of the ruler of the Purple Star Sacred Land was crushed into dust.

Feng Mo ignored the mournful cries emanating from Ziyun Zhenren beneath his feet, turned around, and looked at the towering stone door of the treasure vault, which stood a hundred feet tall.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff) on his shoulder suddenly slammed down!

Boom!

The entire valley trembled violently.

The stone gate, carved with ancient star maps, along with the dozens of restrictions attached to it, shattered inch by inch and collapsed with a crash.

The next instant, a beam of light, almost solidified, burst forth from the open door, soaring into the sky and illuminating the entire sky with a kaleidoscope of colors.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow upon seeing the scene inside the door.

The spirit stones, piled up like mountains, formed several small hills hundreds of meters high, emanating a heart-palpitating spiritual energy.

Seventh and eighth-grade pills were neatly arranged in rows on the shelves, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Ancient Ganoderma lucidum, Dragon Blood Divine Gold, Immortal Grass, Enlightenment Tea... all sorts of rare and precious materials that only exist in legends are scattered in various corners, a dazzling array.

The sacred land of Ziwei, accumulated over millennia, is terrifying indeed!

At this moment, Feng Mo's Demon-Slaying Golden Token trembled slightly, and Xiao Po Xiao's voice transmission, filled with suppressed shock and excitement, came through.

"Feng Mo...you...you've exposed the Holy Land's entire secret?"

"Should we send people in to move it? This quantity is enormous; it would probably take an entire fleet to transport it all!"

Feng Mo's gaze swept over the warehouse full of treasures, but a crazy smile appeared on his lips.

Moving?

too slow.

He calmly replied with a telepathic message.

"No need, Senior Xiao, just keep watch outside for me."

After saying that, he cut off the communication.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of Xiao Po-xiao and the others outside, Feng Mo stepped into the treasure vault, walked to the very center of the spirit stone mountains, and sat cross-legged.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind on the system panel.

[Defense Penetration Point: 836 million]

Looking at this number, Feng Mo calmly and firmly issued a seemingly insane command to the system.

"system."

"Target: Eighth-Order Cave Heaven Realm."

"Using my current 8.36 million breach points as a starting point, and this full inventory of resources as fuel..."

"Break through on the spot!"

[Ding! Adding cultivation points...]

boom!

The martial spirit power surged out of Feng Mo's body like a floodgate opening!

The next moment, all the resources in the entire treasure vault began to glow intensely!

Those small hills, formed from piles of high-grade spirit stones, quickly lost their luster, turning gray and dull, and eventually turned into piles of dust!

The boundless spiritual energy was forcibly extracted and gathered into a huge energy tornado connecting heaven and earth. At the center of the tornado was Feng Mo, who was sitting cross-legged!

The countless jade bottles of pills on the shelf shattered, the pills dissolving on their own and turning into a torrent of the purest medicinal power!

The ancient Ganoderma lucidum and Dragon Blood Divine Gold treasures in the corner also began to melt away inch by inch, turning into streams of primordial energy containing fragments of laws!

All rivers flow into the sea!

All streams converge!

The entire treasure vault has been transformed into a massive energy furnace, and Feng Mo is at the heart of that furnace!

The rich heritage accumulated over millennia by the Ziwei Sacred Land was devoured by him in the most brutal and direct way at this moment!

Such terrifying energy fluctuations, if released to the outside world, would be enough to trigger extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, causing the entire imperial capital to tremble.

But at this moment, the protective array of the treasure vault, which was originally designed to prevent the leakage of treasure energy and the invasion of foreign enemies, has now become the best "soundproof shield" and "energy restrainer".

It perfectly concealed and confined the earth-shattering energy fluctuations generated when Feng Mo broke through within this small treasure trove.

Xiao Po-xiao and the others outside only felt a sudden flash of light from the direction of the treasure vault, and then everything returned to calm.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, completely unaware of the terrifying transformation taking place within the treasure vault.

The Ziwei Sacred Land's millennia-long protection has ultimately benefited the enemy.

Within the treasure trove, an ocean of energy has been formed.

Feng Mo sat cross-legged in the eye of the storm, his expression calm and serene.

A tremendous change is taking place inside him.

The five elements converge at the origin, and the three flowers gather at the top of the head.

In the Qitian Battle Domain, under the influence of massive energy surges and the deduction of defense breaches, a qualitative change has begun to occur.

It's no longer just about suppressing energy and boosting fighting spirit; the core of the domain seems to be creating a real little world.

The rudiments of spatial laws are constantly evolving, collapsing, and reorganizing within them.

The rules of all things—earth, mountains, wind, thunder, water, fire—were forcibly imprinted into this nascent world.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Great Sage Equaling Heaven's martial spirit shone brightly with golden light, and its body, originally five thousand meters tall, continued to grow taller without end.

A terrifying pressure, poised to shatter the shackles of heaven and earth and transcend the mortal realm, began to brew wildly.

I don't know how much time passed.

When the last wisp of spiritual energy was absorbed into the body, when the last rare and precious herb turned to ashes.

The energy storm that had swept through the entire treasure vault suddenly subsided.

The empty treasure vault was now filled with nothing but dust.

Feng Mo, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

laugh!laugh!

Two beams of golden light, almost tangible, shot out from his pupils, instantly piercing through the void and leaving two bottomless, smooth-edged holes in the stone wall tens of thousands of meters away.

The domain within his body had already transformed into an incredibly solid, nascent grotto-heaven.

With a single thought, one can create a world of their own, isolated from all laws.

【Ding! 】

A system notification tone will sound as needed.

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully consumed eight million defense-breaking points and a massive amount of resources to advance to the first level of the eighth-tier Cave Heaven Realm!]

[Ding! The Monkey King's Martial Soul level has been upgraded to LV4, unlocking a new talent ability—[Heaven and Earth Manifestation]!]

[The Law of Heaven and Earth: Allows the true form of the Dharma body to be sized at will, with the limit being the same height as the heavens. For every inch the Dharma body grows taller, its power, defense, and supernatural abilities increase exponentially. With a single thought, one can stand above the heavens and tread upon the netherworld!]

At the same time, the "Hundred Forms Return to One" technique also began to operate on its own, undergoing further refinement and improvement.

Feng Mo's mastery of martial arts and supernatural powers has surpassed eighty types in one fell swoop, bringing him one step closer to the perfect state of "all phenomena returning to one and all laws forming themselves".

Now, with every move he makes, he can command the power of countless demons, no longer bound by specific moves.

Supernatural powers have already been formed on their own.

Feng Mo slowly stood up.

He simply clenched his fist lightly.

"Click...click..."

The surrounding space, unable to bear the weight, emitted a cracking sound, and visible black cracks appeared.

Feeling the immense power within his body, Feng Mo's gaze pierced through the layers of barriers in the treasure vault, looking towards the deepest part of the Ziwei Holy Land, at the mountain peak shrouded in numerous restrictions and listed as an absolute taboo.

That was the secluded cultivation place of the eighth-level ancestor of the Ziwei Holy Land, the Ziwei Holy Lord.

"Mid-stage eighth rank, in seclusion, foundation unstable, attempting to forcibly break through to late-stage eighth rank by borrowing the sect's fortune..."

In Feng Mo's mind, the most crucial secret unearthed from the depths of Master Ziyang's memories surfaced.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, sending chills down his spine.

"Since you're not coming out..."

"Then I'll have no choice but to... personally invite you out of seclusion."

The moment he finished speaking, he took a step forward.

His figure vanished silently from the treasure trove from which he had drained all its value.