he bright sunshine outside, as soon as one steps into Yutianlin, the light becomes incredibly dim. Only when lightning flashes can a faint glimmer of light illuminate the surroundings.Therefore, the e..."For the past five thousand years, I've been doing the same thing." Fang Yu said lightly.

Lin Batian stroked his chin and asked, "What level are you at in the Qi Refining stage now"

"Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-seven." Fang Yu replied.

Lin Batian's face changed, he said in surprise: "Almost ten thousand layers"

“I’m currently trying to reach the tenth thousand level,” Fang Yu said, “but raising one level is incredibly difficult now. It’s hard to find enough spiritual resources even throughout all of China.”

"Indeed, after I left Qianshan, the most obvious feeling was that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was much thinner than before," Lin Batian shook his head and said, "Fortunately, I ascended early. If I had waited another thousand years, I might have been stuck at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, living a life of frustration..."

At this point, Lin Batten realized he had spoken out of turn and glanced at Fang Yu.

However, Fang Yu's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't care at all.

"Ten thousand layers of the Qi Refining Stage... To be honest, I've never even heard of it," Lin Batten exclaimed in shock.

"The level is too high, I'm still in the Qi Condensation stage." Fang Yu said.

"That's not the same!" Lin Batten said, "Although it's difficult to become an immortal, back then in the cultivation world, there were always powerful cultivators who successfully ascended."

But within the Ethereal Realm, only you have ascended to ten thousand layers of Qi cultivation in all of human history!

"And you're immortal! All of these things together, you really are one of a kind."

"Fine, I've accepted reality long ago," Fang Yu said. "Your consolation is as insincere as you are."

"I'm not comforting you, I'm speaking my mind." Lin Batian said.

After a while of conversation, Lin Batian's face suddenly turned serious.

"Fang Yu, tell me about your encounter with the remnants of the Ziyan Palace."

When it came to the Ziyangu Palace, Fang Yu's eyes turned cold. He simply stated a few things briefly.

He first met someone who mastered the Purple Flame Secret Technique at an underground boxing ring in Jiangnan.

The second time was when I met Xiao Chen in a large-scale competition.

The third time, I met Yuntian on Kyushu Island.

From Yuntai's memories, he learned about the fact that Ziyangu Palace stored souls and about Jiangdao, the eldest disciple of Ziyangu Palace.

The last news about Ziyangu Palace came from Xia Xiaoying.

A bald strongman came to Ziyan Palace, inquired about Fang Yu's whereabouts, and then left Nandou.

This bald man must also be a remnant of the Ziyangu Palace.

After this point, the trail goes cold.

"They probably know you're still alive and are playing dead." Lin Batian said after hearing this.

Fāng Yǔ frowned.

It's incredibly difficult to search for remnants of the Ziyan Palace across all of China, much like finding a needle in a haystack. This is especially true considering they are deliberately trying to hide.

He has already commissioned many factions to help find the whereabouts of the Purple Flame Palace, but the news received is very scarce.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yu shook his head and said, "Since they know I'm still alive, they probably won't come out to act again in the short term."

"Now it's impossible even to pinpoint the region they are in, let alone find them."

Lin Batai stood up and paced back and forth in the living room.

"Alas, if my true self hadn't taken the Dingluo Bell, it wouldn't be difficult to find these remnants now," sighed Lin Batian.

Using the Dingluo Bell, he could expand his divine consciousness to encompass the entire region.

Upon hearing the sound of the Ding Luo Bell, Fang Yu's mind sparked with an idea. He remembered the Great Derivation Lamp that Huixu had brought back not long ago.

The function of the Dà Yǎn Lantern... If it could absorb the traces of the remnants of the Zǐ Yán Palace, then it could track down their location!

But, where could we possibly sense the remnants of the Ziyan Palace

Fang Yu thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he stood up.

He remembered that Xiao Chen, who had fought against him in the grand competition, didn't seem to have died!

However, Xiao Chen's soul spirit seemed to have dissipated...

Does he still carry the aura of remnants from the Ziyan Palace

It's hard to say, but there's at least hope!

Thinking of this, Fang Yu immediately took out his phone and called Xia Xiaoying.

"What kind of magic weapon is this" Lin Batian asked curiously.

Fang Yu gave him a look, signaling him to be quiet.

The call was answered quickly. Cangyu resides, within the palace walls... 。>> 。He closed his eyes tightly, a serious expression on his face, a faint blue glow emanating from his body. 。In the main hall, it was so quiet that even t...