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

Gu Changyuan's clone didn't even glance at them.

He snorted and lightly stomped his right foot on the ground.

A powerful ripple of spiritual energy spread out from beneath his feet, silent yet carrying an overwhelming force.

Those cultivators who rushed to the front, the moment their bodies came into contact with the ripples of spiritual energy, were as if they had been cleaved by a giant blade, cleanly severed at the waist.

Blood gushed out, and the upper and lower body flew in different directions, crashing to the ground with a dull thud.

One move, instant kill.

Those cultivators who were a step too late and hadn't had time to rush out felt a chill run from their feet to the top of their heads.

They stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, at the black-robed man standing in the middle of the pool of blood, his white mask stained with a few drops of blood, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

No one dared to take another step forward.

Among the disciples of the Holy Land, the disciple temporarily leading the team made a judgment the moment he saw that scene.

She raised her hand and lowered her voice:

"The enemy is very strong, let's go."

The black-robed man's strength was at least on par with, or even stronger than, that of the Twelfth Ancestor, Jun Mukong, who could instantly kill so many cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Taking action at this time would not only fail to retrieve the Seed of Origin, but would also result in unnecessary casualties.

The treasure is precious, but the disciple's life is more important.

The group quickly retreated and disappeared into the woods.

Seeing that the people from the Holy Land had all left, the cultivators from other forces dared not linger and scattered in all directions.

Gu Changyuan's clone stood in the center of the pool of blood, glanced down at the emerald green Seed of Origin in his hand, nodded in satisfaction, and put it into his sleeve.

Meanwhile, in two other directions of the vast forest, the same scene was unfolding.

In the south, deep within a bamboo forest.

The ethereal deer was trapped in a bamboo pavilion by a group of cultivators.

Its entire body was silvery-white, and its figure appeared and disappeared. With each flash, it would appear in a different location, keeping the besieging cultivators running for their lives.

Just as it was about to break through the encirclement, a black figure descended from the sky.

Gu Changyuan's second clone landed on the top of the bamboo pavilion, his right hand making a grasping motion in the air.

The space around the ethereal deer suddenly froze, its figure went from being faintly visible to completely transparent, and then disappeared completely.

Instead, a silver-white crystal core fell into the clone's hand.

The Great Way of Space, the Seed of Origin.

In the west, amidst a sea of ​​flowers.

The deer darted among the flowers, its dark blue body standing out vividly against the colorful blossoms.

A large group of cultivators followed behind it, some riding flying magical artifacts in the air, and others riding spirit beasts on the ground.

The Spirit Deer suddenly stopped, for its path was blocked by a black figure.

Gu Changyuan's third clone stood in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, his black cloak contrasting sharply with the surrounding blossoms.

He raised his right hand and waved it gently. The body of the Spirit Deer suddenly froze, and a purple-gold light overflowed from its body, transforming into a purple-gold crystal core.

The Great Path of Reincarnation, the Seed of Origin.

The three clones and the three seeds of origin were all obtained almost simultaneously.

......

At the edge of the vast forest, at the top of a towering tree.

Gu Changyuan himself stood on the treetop, his robes fluttering in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, three clones landed on the treetops at the same time, standing beside Gu Changyuan.

The three of them raised their hands at the same time, and three crystal cores emitting different lights appeared in their palms.

Gu Changyuan looked at the three Seeds of Origin, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He stored the three Seeds of Origin in his storage space, placing them together with the Leaves of the Divine Tree and the Longevity Manual of Cangwu.

Gu Changyuan clapped his hands and looked north.

Jun Anshi should have already rejoined the team.

It seems that Gongsun Qingling has also encountered some kind of situation.

Although it wasn't intense, it lasted for quite a while, so someone must have triggered something over there.

Gu Changyuan vanished from the treetop in a flash.

......

Ancient battlefield ruins.

This is a desolate and vast land.

The sky was overcast, without sun or clouds, just a deathly gray.

The ground was cracked, and a faint dark red light flickered within the cracks.

The air was thick with the smell of rust and burning, mixed with an indescribable sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.

Gongsun Qingling stood with his disciples in the center of this desolate wasteland.

Opposite her were four enormous figures.

The humanoid phantom was more than twice the size of a normal person and was translucent.

They wore four different types of armor—bronze armor, black iron armor, red gold armor, and black jade armor.

They held different weapons—longswords, battle axes, spears, and bows and arrows.

Behind them, each stood a battle flag of a different color.

Behind the bronze armor was a blue battle flag with the character "wind" embroidered on it.

Behind the armored figure was a black battle flag with the character "mountain" embroidered on it.

Behind the crimson armor was a crimson battle flag, embroidered with the character "fire".

Behind the black jade armor was a white battle flag with the character "cloud" embroidered on it.

Hidden level in the ancient battlefield ruins - Summoning War Souls: General's Banner.

While Gongsun Qingling and her disciples were searching for resources in the ancient battlefield ruins, they accidentally triggered a mechanism within the ruins.

Four enormous banners appeared in the center, and then four warriors gathered around the banners and carried them on their backs.

Fortunately, they did not launch an attack immediately after they appeared, but stood still, seemingly waiting for something.

To be on the safe side, Gongsun Qingling did not act rashly, but immediately contacted Jun Mukong's team, which was closest to her, through a communication artifact.

At this moment, Jun Mukong had just finished leading his team to search the swamp and was about to head to other places to explore, having not originally planned to go there. Gongsun Qingling's team was just about to go to other places.

Upon hearing that Gongsun Qingling had unlocked a hidden level and that the situation was unclear, they immediately changed direction and led their team to the ancient battlefield ruins to reunite with Gongsun Qingling's team.

At this moment, Jun Mukong's team was standing on the other side of the four general phantoms, forming a pincer movement with Gongsun Qingling's team, surrounding the four general phantoms in the middle.

Jun Mukong sharply examined the four illusory warrior figures, sensing the killing intent emanating from them, and said to Gongsun Qingling:

"These warrior phantoms have a strong aura, and should have a cultivation level close to the late stage of Void Refinement."

If I'm not mistaken, those four battle flags should be four very powerful magical artifacts.

"Let's work together and take them down."