Chapter 1333: The Revival of the Wonderland

After the initial shock, everyone remembered their main objective and immediately began searching for traces of the old demon Ye.

However, the inner hall of Ziwei Palace was in complete disarray. Anomalies were appearing everywhere.

"It couldn't have been done by the old demon Ye! In recent years, Ziwei Palace has emerged earlier and earlier, clearly indicating a brewing change. Now, it seems the truth will be revealed today. However, it probably won't be a complete opening of Ziwei Palace as we previously expected, but rather a greater upheaval!"

King Yu was the most experienced, having risen to fame much earlier than the Demon Lord Tongyou and Daoist Zhenyi. He gazed at the inner hall, at this familiar yet strange immortal palace. The Yuwang Palace had been passed down through generations, with each generation's King Yu being an overlord of Tianyao Hill. They had never missed an opportunity to enter Ziwei Palace, as breaking through its immortal formations required relying on the Yuwang Palace's inherited treasures.

Among the cultivators present, probably no one knew more secrets than him. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, realizing how many secrets Ziwei Palace still held! Many areas had been explored countless times and seemed unremarkable. Only now did they understand this wasn't true; they were merely limited by their cultivation and insight, seeing only the surface.

At this moment, Ziwei Palace surpassed everyone's understanding. It was an unprecedented immortal realm, with unimaginably powerful ancient restrictions and alluring immortal medicines and ancient treasures. Even Tian Shan, once thought to be the core stronghold, seemed less prominent amidst the countless emerging secret realms.

"The old demon Ye planned for centuries, choosing this moment to strike and even releasing a demon of unknown origin. It seems he already knew Ziwei Palace would undergo these changes." Daoist Zhenyi looked around. Everyone's focus was probably no longer on the old demon Ye. The changes in Ziwei Palace, whether good or bad, were still unknown. But for them, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Taking the ancient medicine garden as an example, originally, one might struggle to find even a single immortal medicine. Now, spiritual light shimmered everywhere; as long as one could withstand the garden's restrictions, they could acquire them.

Daoist Zhenyi sighed inwardly, admitting he was tempted as well.

Several top experts communicated through spiritual messages. True Monarch Canghong proclaimed loudly: "Finding the old demon Ye is like searching for a needle in a haystack. Let's split up for now. If anyone discovers his whereabouts, immediately send a signal. Do not be blinded by immediate gains. Think about the old demon Ye's actions; if we don't eliminate this demon soon, Beichen Realm will never know peace!"

Everyone was already eager to start. Hearing this, they assented one after another and impatiently flew towards the inner hall. Someone invited Qin Sang to join forces in searching for treasures. Qin Sang politely declined, pinpointed a gap in the cloud sea, and activated his escape light to pass through, entering the inner hall.

Ziwei Palace was filled with colorful auspicious clouds and clusters of immortal palaces, truly resembling an immortal realm. He scanned the surroundings. After everyone left, he evaded others' notice and landed on a fragment of land. His corpse puppet bag flashed at his waist, and Bai flew out from it.

Seeing the anomalies in Ziwei Palace, Bai's eyes flickered. After a brief moment of contemplation, he turned to Qin Sang and said, "Go quickly and subdue the Southern Ming Fire. Delays can lead to complications. I'll stay outside and wait for your senior sister, and casually look around. I'll send you a message if I find anything."

Qin Sang had the same intention. The current situation was completely unexpected. No one could predict what final changes Ziwei Palace would undergo. What if it was a final burst of light before heading towards destruction? If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know if there would be another. Qin Sang was glad that his hard work over the years hadn't been in vain; he had refined the magical treasure, even if he only had less than a fifty percent chance of subduing the Southern Ming Fire.

"Brother Bai, please be careful. I shouldn't be delayed for too long," Qin Sang said. Subduing a spirit fire is either successful or not; one try will tell. He left the Demon-Binding Rope with Bai and set off only with the Nascent Soul Talisman Puppet.

Entering Ziwei Palace this time felt completely different from the previous two occasions. What were once very safe areas now had secret realms emerging, with ancient restrictions layered and flickering, full of unknown dangers. No one dared to fly recklessly as before.

Qin Sang summoned his Wumu Sword, transforming into a sword light, and then prudently landed on the ground at the edge of the inner hall. He gazed in the direction of Sword Mark Mountain. After a moment, he scanned back and forth, searching for a safe path. Finally, he found one with the fewest anomalies and set off without hesitation.

As he approached the secret realms of Ziwei Palace, Qin Sang felt even more profound shock. At this moment, he genuinely longed for the splendor of the ancient cultivation world! Contemporary cultivators were like frogs in a well; without seeing it firsthand, it was hard to imagine such magnificent scenes existed in the world. Even the surviving ruins of Ziwei Palace's secret realms were unparalleled.

Qin Sang was captivated by the never-before-seen ancient restrictions, and it was not embarrassing to admit he understood almost none of them. This made Qin Sang feel increasingly worried. Sword Mark Mountain was clearly affected too. Previously, the illusion formation was dormant, allowing him and Yun Youzi to pass through it and find the pill chamber containing the Southern Ming Fire even during the Foundation Establishment stage. With his current cultivation, he wasn't very confident he could break through the altered illusion formation. The good news was that the sword qi, which had existed in Sword Mark Mountain since ancient times, had also erupted, seemingly disrupting the illusion formation.

Thinking these thoughts, Qin Sang kept moving. After flying for a while, he was not far from the ancient medicine garden. He noticed that most cultivators, including King Yu and the cultivator surnamed Lu, were targeting the ancient medicine garden, even more than those heading to Tian Shan. This was because the ancient medicine garden had undergone the greatest changes. The unparalleled spiritual medicines hidden deep within it had all appeared, making their locations easy to confirm. It was a first-come, first-served situation, much simpler than searching for ancient treasures in other secret realms. The cultivator surnamed Lu had been busy treating Hanxi's injuries and naturally wouldn't miss this excellent opportunity; it was he who had just invited Qin Sang to travel together.

Qin Sang looked at the ancient medicine garden. He was naturally very tempted. Peerless immortal medicines were unique; obtaining even one was a great blessing, possessing unimaginable miraculous effects. Especially the Suspended Garden Palace in the center of the ancient medicine garden. Before his tribulation, Yun Youzi had introduced Qin Sang to the origin and details of the Suspended Garden Palace. It was able to cultivate spirit-imbued Qingfu Zhenzhu, which naturally indicated it was the most vital treasure land within the ancient medicine garden.

However, after weighing his options, Qin Sang decided that the Southern Ming Fire was more important to him, and he reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Just then, Qin Sang arrived at an open space. There were no anomalies here, and he was about to cross it when he suddenly felt something was amiss. His expression subtly changed, and he quickly stopped at the edge. The next moment, a spring 'gurgled' forth from the center of the open space. Water continuously surged from it, quickly forming a small pool.

Qin Sang's gaze swept over the area, and he realized that this place was low-lying, originally a small lake that had dried up, now reviving before him.

"The anomalies in Ziwei Palace are still continuing!" Qin Sang murmured, feeling a greater sense of urgency.

In the blink of an eye, a crescent-shaped small lake appeared before Qin Sang. The surrounding scenery revived along with the small lake. Purple bamboo shoots emerged and grew into a bamboo forest at a visible rate. As a gentle breeze blew through, the bamboo leaves rustled, creating an incredibly serene atmosphere.