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

Zhou Ming first made a hand seal, enveloping himself in a layer of mist.

Then he took out the jet-black longsword he had forged and infused it with his magic power.

The next instant, a dark light suddenly shone on the blade.

They leaped and landed on the most conspicuous rock face in the valley.

The stone wall was as smooth as if it had been cut, and it faced all the iron cages directly. Anyone who came out of the cages could see it at first glance.

Suspended in mid-air, Zhou Ming used his sword as a pen and stone as paper, carving the three thousand characters of the "Scripture of Crossing the World" deeply onto the stone, stroke by stroke.

Where the sword's edge passed, stone chips fell in a flurry; each character pierced the stone several inches deep, the strokes powerful and sharp.

After finishing the carving, Zhou Ming carved eight large characters at the top of the text: "Read the book a hundred times, and divine power will naturally appear."

He was somewhat apprehensive when he first picked up his brush to write those eight characters in the study of the Marquis's mansion, but now that they are engraved on the stone wall, it is a piece of cake for him.

After carving the last character, Zhou Ming sheathed his sword and flew back into the sky above the valley.

Releasing his divine sense, Zhou Ming controlled the black longsword with his divine thought, transforming it into a streak of dark light that rapidly traversed between the iron cages.

Where the sword passed, the iron chain, as thick as an adult's arm, snapped instantly, leaving a clean, mirror-like cut.

He started from the outermost iron cage and chopped down the chains one by one, cutting through more than two thousand chains one by one. The broken chains hit the ground with a dull thud.

Then came the iron bars of the cage; the flying sword slashed across them, cleanly severing the bars.

The martial artists imprisoned in the iron cage slowly stood up.

They looked down at the remaining half of the chain on their ankles, then looked up at the figure hidden in the mist in the sky, and then at the golden scripture on the stone wall.

Some people's lips trembled violently, while others' knees buckled and they collapsed to the ground.

Some people, holding onto the edge of the iron cage, trembled as they stepped out of the cage that had imprisoned them for who knows how many years.

With one foot landing on the mud, he collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained, digging his hands into the soil and wailing loudly.

Zhou Ming left no words.

Those who have survived to this day are no fools; they were pulled from hell by a mysterious powerhouse who could kill someone who had imprisoned them for years with a single palm strike and sever all their chains with a single sword strike.

On the stone wall before us was another scripture, its golden light still lingering.

They will naturally go and read it, and practice according to the saying "Read it a hundred times and your divine skill will appear."

The only slightly problematic issue is with Su Yongning.

Zhou Ming's divine sense swept across the area below, and the Marquis of Yongning was standing beside a cut-open iron cage.

He was holding onto the iron railing with one hand and supporting himself on his knee with the other, panting heavily.

His gaze was fixed on the scripture on the stone wall, his expression extremely complex.

He recognized the scripture.

The Sutra of Crossing the World

Of course he recognizes it.

He personally read through this scripture when Lady Zhao of the Marquis's Mansion sent it to the northern border army camp by eagle.

How could he not recognize him?

But Zhou Ming wasn't worried; if he didn't practice, plenty of others would.

Who among those who have made it out of this valley alive would refuse a power that would allow them to take revenge on the enemy who imprisoned them for decades?

Who could refuse a technique left on a stone wall by an "even more powerful immortal" who could easily kill an "immortal"?

So what if Su Yongning recognized the Crossing the World Scripture? Does that mean he won't practice it?

He had personally witnessed his enemy being slapped into a cloud of blood mist by a palm strike that fell from the sky.

The figure standing above the blood mist has now inscribed this scripture on the stone wall in front of him.

These people, after learning the scriptures on how to cross over into the world, could still be considered powerful figures in their own right after leaving this valley.

More than two thousand martial artists at the Blood Refining Realm or above, plus the magical power bestowed by the Crossing the World Scripture, plus the overwhelming resentment accumulated from years of imprisonment.

It's obvious what will happen to them after they return to their respective countries.

The world is probably going to descend into chaos again.

However, what Zhou Ming wanted was chaos, the more chaotic the better.

The more chaotic things get, the more people will die.

The more people die, the more broken the causal chains become.

The more causal chains are broken, the faster his cultivation level in his dantian will increase.

After the two thousand-plus people dispersed and returned to Daxia, Dayuan, and Dayan.

They were like more than two thousand walking fuses.

One last look at the martial artists staggering out of the iron cage at my feet.

Zhou Ming put the black longsword into his storage ring, then turned north and flew back towards the towering mountain range that stretched across the sky and earth.

As Zhou Ming flew, he quickly calculated the subsequent situation in his mind.

Su Yongning is not dead.

This matter has brought about far too many variables.

The Northern Border Army was trained by Su Yongning. From captains to deputy commanders, which of them hadn't followed Su Yongning through the snow and wind of the Northern Border for most of their lives?

In terms of prestige, seniority, and the hidden network of connections within the military, Su Mingyue, though powerful, is ultimately just his daughter.

After Su Yongning returns alive, whose orders will those veteran border soldiers listen to?

Should we listen to the old Marquis or the young marshal?

This is not a simple matter that can be summed up in a few words, such as the deep bond between a father and daughter.

Su Mingyue's ambition to become empress began the day she took control of Youzhou.

But now that Su Yongning has come back from the dead, this game has gained an extremely important variable.

Su Mingyue couldn't possibly fight her own father for military power in front of the entire court, could she?

But it wasn't in her nature to hand over the empire she had worked so hard to build to her father.

Will Su Yongning or Su Mingyue become emperor?

However, these are not the most pressing issues at the moment.

The most urgent thing is that Su Yongning will definitely tell Su Mingyue something after he goes back.

Liu Jun is dead.

The founding emperor, Liu Jun, is already dead.

He died in a valley deep within the endless forest.

He was crushed into a bloody mist by a mysterious person's palm.

What will Su Mingyue do after she finds out this news?

She had been holding back for a long time, delaying her actions against Emperor Yongchang.

It was because he learned from Su Mubai that the founding emperor was still alive.

I'm afraid that Liu Jun, this living fossil, might come back at any time.

Now that she knows Liu Jun is dead, the mountain that was weighing on her head has completely collapsed.

Thinking about this, Zhou Ming suddenly felt that Su Yongning's return might not be entirely a bad thing for Su Mingyue.

At the very least, Su Mingyue needed someone who had witnessed Liu Jun's death to confirm it personally, and that person happened to be her own father.

While Su Yongning's return alive would certainly exert some restraint on Su Mingyue's military power, he would also inform Su Mingyue immediately:

The founding emperor is dead, you can rest assured.

Whether Su Yongning can ultimately leave the Endless Forest alive depends on his own fate.

A Blood Refining Realm martial artist who was imprisoned in a dungeon and had his blood drained for half a year.

Crossing the endless forest teeming with monsters alone is no small feat.

Zhou Ming didn't look back at the valley. He composed himself, looked up at the towering mountain range stretching ahead, and continued flying westward.