A moment.
A black silhouette silently emerged from the underground, soared through the entrance, and ascended against the snow, flying into the Nine Heavens.
Underground Imperial Mausoleum.
"The Destruction True Intent Space has been broken!"
"This aura... it's that kid!"
"The Destruction True Intent Space was indeed damaged from the outside, but its internals were already near collapse."
"This means that the kid nearly reached entry-level perfection in the Destruction True Intent's First Layer in just over a day!"
"Granny Yin, you must find this child!"
"I know!"
"Lock onto this child's residual aura!"
"Hmph! A seventeen-year-old kid, can he really escape our grasp!"
"... "
...
Outside Qin Capital, Yunwu Mountain Villa.
Black-clothed Chu Ming flew continuously for nearly a day, with almost no pauses except to restore Primordial Qi.
Sitting cross-legged, he took out an elixir to restore his state.
