If you die, I will be able to inherit your cultivation.

The moment Zhou Ming's gaze fell upon the lush green bamboo, his eyes lit up, and a surge of intense joy and excitement burst forth from them.

After wandering in the chaos for more than half a month, this was the first physical object that was not of chaotic energy that he had seen in this desolate and empty chaotic void.

Zhou Ming's gaze was fixed on the green bamboo; he could sense that this thing was extraordinary.

Chaos is the origin of all universes, an environment of extreme harshness and a place of violent and disorderly rules.

Ordinary living beings, spiritual plants, and treasures simply cannot survive and establish themselves in the chaos.

Things that can take root in chaos and grow by relying on the energy of chaos are born with a top-notch origin and special Dao charm, and can never be ordinary things.

"As expected, there are unparalleled opportunities hidden in the chaos. I made the right choice in coming to the chaos this time."

Suppressing his joy, Zhou Ming did not act rashly.

Two quasi-saints were engaged in fierce combat not far away. Zhou Ming dared not be careless in the slightest. If these two destroyed the item, where would he go to seek justice?

He immediately activated the concealment ability of the Qiankun World, completely concealing all his aura, fluctuations, and Daoist charm.

In an instant, Zhou Ming's aura fluctuations and the flow of world power all vanished into nothingness, completely merging into chaos.

Having concealed himself, Zhou Ming activated the power of the world, remotely enveloping the distant bamboo grove.

They planned to extract the lotus from the secret realm into the Qiankun World remotely, just as they would extract the lotus pond from the secret realm.

The anticipated scene of gathering did not appear, no matter how much the power of the world enveloped it or how hard it tried to pull it.

The emerald bamboo rooted in the chaotic void remained motionless, standing firmly in place, locked within the chaotic void, unaffected by any external force.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming rolled his eyes helplessly. Years ago, when he was eavesdropping on intelligence at Chengtian Sect, he had heard the Great Luo Golden Immortal talk about some secrets of the Chaos.

Most of the strange objects in the chaos have their own chaotic rules and special constitutions. Some of these strange objects cannot be collected remotely by ordinary magic power, divine soul power, or supernatural spells.

The only way to obtain such a chaotic treasure is to approach it personally and pluck it with your bare hands.

I never expected that the first opportunity I encountered upon entering the chaos would be met with such a special restriction.

Zhou Ming suppressed his impatience and decided to personally go forward to collect the spirit bamboo.

For someone at the Quasi-Saint realm, a distance of several thousand miles is merely an instant's journey, something that can be reached in the blink of an eye.

This is precisely why the two quasi-saints dared to set up their battlefield thousands of miles away, allowing them to fight with all their might without worry.

For powerful individuals of their caliber, a distance of thousands of miles is practically nothing more than a short distance.

The two deliberately kept their distance while fighting, partly because they were not afraid of the perception bias caused by this distance.

On the other hand, they were also wary that the aftermath of the great battle would damage this precious spirit bamboo, so they deliberately avoided the area where the spirit bamboo was located.

But despite their meticulous planning, they failed to anticipate the emergence of Zhou Ming, this freak, which conveniently provided him with an opportunity.

The chaotic void is perpetually shrouded in surging chaotic energy, naturally obscuring vision, making it impossible for the eye to penetrate the thick chaotic fog.

Ordinary cultivators have long since developed the habit of using their divine sense to explore their surroundings.

Zhou Ming used the Qiankun World to conceal himself, completely severing all points of contact for divine sense probing.

In the perception of others, the area where he was located was still a blank and chaotic space, without any abnormalities.

However, the two quasi-saints were highly skilled and had extremely keen senses, so even though they could not be detected by divine sense or seen with the naked eye.

However, they can instantly detect any energy fluctuations or spatial tremors in the surrounding airspace.

Zhou Ming was well-versed in this matter and dared not act rashly in the slightest.

He completely abandoned rapid movement methods such as dashing, and his body slowly drifted closer, following the rhythmic vibrations of the surrounding chaotic energy.

Normally, Zhou Ming could reach this point in no time.

However, in order not to alert the two Quasi-Saints who were engaged in fierce combat, Zhou Ming patiently and slowly drifted for half a month under the cover of chaotic fluctuations.

For the past two weeks, he has maintained a slow drift, gradually closing the distance with Cuizhu, and finally today he has gotten close to Lingzhu.

The two quasi-saints in the distance were still engrossed in their battle, exchanging blows and fighting back and forth, completely unaware that someone was already coveting the opportunity that was just inches away.

The bamboo rooted in the chaotic void seemed stable, but under Zhou Ming's peak Quasi-Saint physical strength, it was instantly uprooted, completely freed from the shackles of the chaotic void, and fell into Zhou Ming's hands.

The moment he got his hands on it, Zhou Ming didn't pause for a second. He didn't even have time to examine the quality of this chaotic artifact. With a swift movement, he changed direction and sped away from the airspace.

Although the two quasi-saints were engaged in fierce combat, their attacks and defenses never ceasing, their senses never left the spirit bamboo, and they never relaxed for a moment.

This spirit bamboo is the core target of their stalemate and mutual restraint. Both of them are on guard in secret, preventing the other from taking the opportunity to seize the treasure, and also guarding against unexpected changes from the outside world.

But to everyone's surprise, despite all their precautions, they still couldn't prevent it.

The two immediately noticed the change in the spirit bamboo, and a sense of alarm instantly rose in their hearts.

The fierce fighting stopped at the same time, and the two figures who had been locked in combat instantly moved sideways towards the direction where Lingzhu was.

But they were too late.

When the two arrived, the entire airspace was empty; the spirit bamboo had vanished, leaving only surging chaotic energy.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes simultaneously surging with overwhelming anger and astonishment. They immediately roared fiercely into the depths of the chaos.

"How dare you steal our treasures!"

"Thief, don't run!"

Two roars, carrying the pressure of a quasi-saint, shook the entire chaotic void, exploding into layers of chaotic energy waves.

Zhou Ming, who had already fled far away, naturally couldn't hear the angry curses coming from behind.

He had absolutely no intention of staying to fight.

His strength has surpassed that of an ordinary Quasi-Saint, and he is not afraid at all even if he faces two Quasi-Saints working together head-on.

Moreover, if a fight were to break out, the opponent would most likely be no match for them.

But there is absolutely no need for a fight.

There was no deep-seated hatred between the two sides; it was merely a dispute over a treasure.

Besides, even if he stayed and defeated the two, he wouldn't be able to completely kill the two quasi-saint level experts; at most, he could only seal and suppress them.

However, this battle will inevitably take a long time and consume a lot of energy, but in the end, it will not bring any extra benefits and will be a complete waste of time.

Now that the treasure is in hand and the goal has been achieved, only a fool would stay and fight to the death with the two of them, wasting time.

With unwavering resolve, Zhou Ming pushed his speed to its limit, fleeing into the depths of chaos without looking back.

The two Quasi-Saints behind him, who had lost their treasures, were filled with rage and murderous intent. They also pushed their speed to the limit, locking onto Zhou Ming's escape route and relentlessly pursuing him.

Three figures, one in front and two behind, engaged in a chase amidst the vast chaos.