"We can only wait until the elders of the Heavenly Master Sect arrive tomorrow!" Ge Duantian said coldly.

Only Kong Ningshuang’s peerless face remained unaffected, as though she was indifferent to everything, resembling a fairy wandering through the mortal world.

No one noticed her beautiful eyes flicker slightly, and her heart stirred: Ye Qingfeng, is it really you?

——

Meanwhile.

In the Panwu Land, Ye Qingfeng and the residual soul of the Panwu Immortal were already engaged in a fierce battle, their formidable combat abilities causing the entire Panwu Land to tremble incessantly.

"You are stronger and more exceptional than I believed, submit, kneel, and accept my inheritance!" the illusion of the Panwu Immortal said loudly.

"Just a mere residual soul, how dare you make me kneel!" Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold, "Even if your true form were alive, you’d still have to kneel before me!"

In an instant, Ye Qingfeng’s flying sword was summoned, causing the illusion of the Panwu Immortal to tremble!

The residual soul of the Panwu Immortal was immensely shocked, even though it was merely an illusion, an expression of genuine surprise appeared on its face.

"This is— you have a space ring?"

The Panwu Immortal exclaimed in horror.

Ye Qingfeng paused slightly, raised an eyebrow, and said indifferently, "I didn’t expect you to even know about the space ring."

His actions were always domineering and indifferent, and he never concealed the use of his space ring, yet no one had ever been able to recognize his space ring.

Unexpectedly, now it was recognized by this wisp of the Panwu Immortal’s residual soul.

"How could you have a space ring, how is that possible? This is a treasure only possessed by Ancient God Demons!" the Panwu Immortal’s residual soul exclaimed in shock.

It was totally unimaginable that a young man who came to the Panwu Land to receive inheritance would have a supreme treasure like a space ring.

"Country bumpkin!"

Ye Qingfeng said coldly, a space ring was nothing special, they were seen everywhere in the Cultivation World.

"It’s just a space ring, is it worth such a fuss?"

"Just a space ring... really?"

The residual soul of the Panwu Immortal felt a blockage in his heart, almost dissipating out of being infuriated. "In the era of the Ancient God Demons, owning a space ring would certainly lead to carnage and storms due to its supreme value."

The Panwu Immortal fell silent for a while, seemingly reminiscing, imagining his era.

"Unfortunately, in my lifetime, I have never seen a true space ring!"

The Panwu Immortal lamented.

"Enough talk!"

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes turned cold, and the Futu Sword in his hand instantly emitted a crimson glow, its sharp sword intent breaking through, directly targeting the Panwu Immortal.

For a residual soul, Ye Qingfeng felt no fear, even if it required some effort, he could slay it.

"Wait!" Suddenly, the Panwu Immortal shouted, his expression slightly changing.

"Fine, since you possess a space ring, your background must be extraordinary; no wonder you can remain so arrogant in front of me!"

A hint of helplessness appeared on the Panwu Immortal’s face, yet Ye Qingfeng stood proudly, with unparalleled arrogance, as the crimson sword light flickered continuously, and endless sword intent filled the air.

"I am merely a wisp of residual soul, once activated, I can only exist for two hours before eventually dissipating. I am out of time, now, I don’t need you to kneel, nor do I require any ceremony, just accept my inheritance!"

The Panwu Immortal said with great reluctance.

"I have no interest in your inheritance!" Ye Qingfeng’s expression was extremely cold, full of disdain, "Just tell me, is there no Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in this stone chamber of yours?"

"..."

The Panwu Immortal was speechless, he had already lowered his head like this, yet this young man was still so indifferent.

"Let’s say I’m begging you, this inheritance represents my life’s cultivation, I don’t want it to dissipate into the heavens and earth. Since you also wield a sword, you can inherit my swordsmanship."

The Panwu Immortal said bitterly, finding himself reduced to such a state.

"The sword is the sharpest weapon in the world, first you enter Sword Dao, then Sword Dao Illusion and Reality, and finally achieve the Unity of Man and Sword."

The Panwu Immortal said loudly, highlighting the cultivation of his sword intent, hoping to move Ye Qingfeng.

"Heh... what is the Unity Realm compared to the Dao Essence realm, and after that, the Sword Domain, and further, the rule of Sword Intent..."

Ye Qingfeng sneered.

He, the Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable, who spanned multiple worlds, didn’t need others to tell him how to wield a sword.

"Sword Domain, rule of Sword Intent?"

The Panwu Immortal’s eyes sparkled with light, yet full of pondering.

"The so-called Sword Domain is forming your own Sword Dao Domain, inside which you are the strongest, able to slay a hundred thousand beings with One Sword..."

"As for rule of Sword Intent, even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand, I’ll make a comparison for you! Rules are like, when it rains on a cloudy day, or the sun scorches during the day, this is the Heavenly Dao, reaching this stage in Sword Dao means your sword represents the Heavenly Dao..."

"Rules, Heavenly Dao rules!!!"

The Panwu Immortal exclaimed in fear.

"Hmph! Your qualifications are too poor to comprehend, saying more is pointless, or else you might be so angry that you’d crawl out of your grave!"

Ye Qingfeng sneered, speaking no more.

"Pfft!"

If the Panwu Immortal had a physical body, he would absolutely vomit blood in anger.

"Enough, enough..." The Panwu Immortal smiled bitterly, the expression on his face was utterly helpless.

What was this youth exactly, to understand the sword more deeply than me, the great Panwu Immortal, his realm, far more profound, the Panwu Immortal thought bitterly.

Suddenly, the colossal illusion gradually dissipated, turning into starlight before dimming down.

He was just a wisp of a residual soul, limited in the time he could persist, ultimately destined to die, and now, after feeling a huge blow, he dissipated early.

"Inside the statue, there is a treasure stored, it’s yours now!" The last words of the Panwu Immortal were heard, and then he vanished completely into the void.

"Whizz!"

At this moment, a white light suddenly shot toward Ye Qingfeng, he reached out to grab it, and a bead fell into his hand.

"This is... the inheritance of Panwu Immortal? Unexpectedly, that guy still wouldn’t give up on his inheritance," Ye Qingfeng said with a faint smile, putting the bead into his space ring.

He had no need for Panwu Immortal’s inheritance, his sword intent, his martial arts, his alchemy methods, only the Spirit Array abilities, all were low-level techniques to Ye Qingfeng.

All he needed was the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

"Inside the statue?"

Ye Qingfeng murmured to himself, waving his longsword, and instantly slashing the statue in half.

"Crack!" With a sound, the statue broke, and from within the remains of the statue, a pool of fiery red liquid was revealed.