My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Jun Anshi's movements remained fluid, her steps light and quick, as if that slow-moving area didn't exist for her at all.

The power of the Time-Sequence Dao Body was fully displayed at this moment—not resisting the laws of time, but resonating with them and becoming a part of time itself.

Seeing that the deer was about to take this opportunity to escape, Jun Anshi suddenly accelerated with a burst of power.

In the next instant, she was already in front of Shi Linglu.

He reached out with his right hand, his fingertips touching Shi Linglu's forehead.

Shi Linglu's movements suddenly froze.

A strange light flashed in its eyes—not fear, not anger, but an indescribable emotion, like relief or a sense of calm.

It glanced at Jun Anshi, her image reflected in its purple-gold eyes.

Then, its shadow began to fade.

A purple-gold light emanated from its body and slowly gathered in Jun Anshi's palm.

The figure of the Spirit Deer grew fainter and fainter until it finally disappeared completely into the air.

In Jun Anshi's palm, there was an extra crystal core the size of a fingernail.

The moment the Time Spirit Deer disappeared, the time-slow zone that had enveloped the entire open space also vanished.

The monks, who had been frozen in slow motion, suddenly resumed their normal pace of movement.

Then, all eyes fell on Jun Anshi.

To be precise, it landed on the silvery-white crystal core in her palm.

greedy.

That was undisguised, naked greed.

Those gazes were like hungry wolves eyeing a piece of fat meat, filled with an almost instinctive fervor.

The Seed of the Great Dao's Origin—for cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, this is a treasure powerful enough to change their entire destiny.

With it, cultivating the laws of time becomes twice as effective; when refined to the extreme, it can condense the foundation of the Great Dao, paving a smooth path to immortality.

And now, this Seed of Origin is in the hands of a female cultivator who looks quite young.

Jun Anshi felt those gazes.

Her expression remained unchanged as she raised her left hand, revealing a token in her palm.

"I am a disciple of the Celestial Holy Land."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone present clearly. Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable confidence.

"If you dare to try and steal it, you'd better think about whether your strength can withstand the wrath of the Holy Land."

Upon hearing this, the greedy look on the faces of many cultivators instantly faded by more than half.

A sacred land for both gods and men.

These four words carry immense weight in the Nine Heavens Realm today.

It was so powerful that no force dared to provoke it easily.

The consequences are so severe that even offending an ordinary disciple of the Holy Land could bring about annihilation.

Many cultivators turned and left without hesitation, walking very fast, afraid of being implicated.

However, a small number of cultivators remained standing in place.

Their facial expressions kept changing, and they were weighing their options repeatedly in their minds.

The allure of the Seed of Origin was so great that it made them start thinking about things they would never normally dare to consider.

The Celestial Holy Land is indeed very powerful, but what if... what if it were done cleanly and efficiently?

Fortune favors the bold, and this is the seed of the very essence of the Great Dao of Time. If you miss this chance, you may never have another opportunity to encounter it in your lifetime.

They secretly calculated: the opponent is only one person, while we have more than a dozen people here, including several cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. If we join forces, we will definitely be able to easily kill her and seize the Seed of Origin.

Moreover, this is the Celestial Emperor's Secret Realm.

As long as Jun Anshi is killed and her body destroyed, preventing her from returning to the Holy Land and informing on them, even if the Celestial Holy Land is powerful, it will be unable to return to this secret realm or trace their origins.

Sensing the powerful aura of the Great Dao emanating from the Seed of Origin, two cultivators from different factions ultimately succumbed to temptation. Driven by wickedness, they gritted their teeth, a resolute glint in their eyes.

They exchanged a glance, a silent understanding forming in their minds—to join forces and seize it.

Suddenly, they burst forth, their figures like arrows, carrying a sharp spiritual energy, rushing together towards Jun Anshi's direction.

Even if this Great Dao of Time is not one's own natal Great Dao, by taking out the Seed of Origin, one can still exchange it for enough cultivation resources from the sect.

Whether it's elixirs, magical artifacts, or cultivation techniques, you can choose whatever you want, making your path to immortality much smoother.

Thinking of this, their fear completely dissipated, leaving only intense greed and killing intent. Their attacks became increasingly fierce, each move deadly, as they all wanted to seize the Seed of Origin from Jun Anshi as soon as possible.

Jun Anshi snorted coldly.

She gently twirled the Seed of Time in her right hand, slowly infusing it with a wisp of time power.

The next second, the powerful time-slowing zone reappeared, enveloping all the dozen or so cultivators rushing towards him.

The cultivators' movements instantly became extremely slow, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and their offensive came to an abrupt halt.

A cold glint flashed in Jun Anshi's eyes.

She retrieved her disciple token and simultaneously summoned her purple-gold spear. The power of time and spiritual energy intertwined on the spear, radiating a sharp and imposing aura.

She flashed through the slow-moving cultivators, her spear thrusting out with precision, each move aimed directly at vital points, showing no mercy.

In just a few breaths, all the cultivators who rushed up to seize the Seed of Origin fell to the ground, lifeless.

Jun Anshi sheathed his spear and stood up. He twirled the spear in his hand, and the bloodstains on the tip of the spear were shaken off and seeped into the soil.

She didn't even glance at the corpses, her gaze sweeping over the cultivators hiding in the shadows, observing the situation.

Jun Anshi withdrew his gaze, carefully stored the Seed of Origin into his storage ring, and then sped off towards the north.

Her figure quickly disappeared into the forest.

Gu Changyuan stood on the branch of the big tree, looking in the direction Jun Anshi had gone, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This little girl, she didn't even bother to bring the resources these people had with her.

He was about to raise his hand and use his spiritual energy to collect all the spatial rings and pouches from the corpses of those cultivators.

Then they saw several cultivators who had been hiding in the shadows cautiously emerge, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Seeing that Jun An had already gone far away and Gu Changyuan's figure had not yet appeared, he quickly walked towards the corpses, obviously hoping to find something of value.

The smile in Gu Changyuan's eyes vanished instantly, and he let out a cold snort.

The aura around him instantly turned icy cold, and a powerful, suffocating spiritual energy descended from the sky, fiercely suppressing the cultivators who had managed to scavenge the opportunity.