Jiang Yue’s mind, like a wild beast breaking free from its restraints, suddenly began to run wild.

Go back!

These two words, like an ancient spell, instantly ignited the burning fire deep in his heart.

For him, the experience in the Ruins of Immortal Gods has come to a perfect end.

The power he longed for and the breakthrough he sought had all been realized here.

However, Yunzhou, the land that carries all his emotions and responsibilities, is the inseparable foundation in his soul.

That place is not only the place where he was born and raised, but also the homeland where the human race has lived and multiplied for generations. It is the pure land that he is determined to protect even at his death.

Protect the human race!

These four words, like a rock, were engraved deep in his soul, and every breath and every heartbeat was beating for them.

The endless opportunities in the Immortal God Ruins are certainly fascinating and can give people earth-shaking power.

But compared with the safety of thousands of ordinary people in Yunzhou, all this seems overshadowed and insignificant.

He had already weighed the pros and cons in his mind countless times, and the answer was clear and firm.

The battlefield was once devastated by the rampage of demons, and the hope and despair in the eyes of the homeless people were like two invisible swords, deeply hurting his heart.

These scenes, like an indelible nightmare, spurred him on all the time and reminded him of the true meaning of becoming stronger.

It is by no means the expansion of one’s own selfish desires, nor is it the pursuit of the illusory peak of power.

It is for the sake of protection, for the sake of protecting those fragile and beautiful things, so that the human race can stand firm with their heads held high in this cruel world where the strong prey on the weak, and never repeat the same heart-wrenching tragedy.

His mind was as hard as iron, his will was firm, and without any hesitation or delay, he decisively took out the ancient and mysterious jade talisman from the storage ring.

This jade talisman is not only a medium of transmission, but also carries the earnest instructions from Master Xu Chong before he left.

The heavy expectations, the trust and responsibility are all condensed on this seemingly inconspicuous jade talisman, which is heavy in weight and of extraordinary significance.

As he took the jade talisman, a warm jade-like light instantly flowed through his fingertips, as if it had life, warm and full of vitality.

The mysterious runes engraved on it, like sleeping elves awakened, began to flow slowly, flashing a fascinating mysterious luster, as if containing the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

A familiar and boundless power slowly spread out from the jade talisman and silently produced a mysterious resonance with the strange space of the Immortal Ruins, as if two fitting pieces of heaven and earth had finally found each other.

“Om-“

From the void, there was a slight and long vibration, like an ancient bell being gently struck, distant and deep, shaking the human soul.

Invisible energy fluctuations, centered on Jiang Yue, spread out in all directions like ripples on a calm lake. Wherever they passed, the surrounding scenery began to become blurred, as if covered by a hazy veil.

The light also distorts and deforms, refracting bizarre colors. The space seems like a calm lake into which a naughty child throws a stone, rippling layers of ripples visible to the naked eye, unreal and blurry.

The power of teleportation has been completely activated by the jade talisman and began to operate slowly. The powerful spatial energy is like a gentle arm, slowly lifting him up.

Jiang Yue’s figure was shrouded in soft light and slowly rose up, as if being gently lifted up by an invisible force. His whole body was bathed in a warm and sacred light, and every pore was dilated, greedily absorbing this pure power.

The next moment, his figure was like ink dropped into clear water. It gradually melted away, became illusory, and finally disappeared completely, as if he had never existed. Without leaving a trace, there was only a faint spatial fluctuation in the air, proving the mark of his existence.

The Ruins of the Immortal Gods returned to its former silence and emptiness, as if all the noise was just a passing cloud. Only the faint light of the jade talisman remained in the air, like a fleeting meteor in the night sky, vaguely proving that he had once stopped here and left behind a legend of his own.

In a moment, the last ray of light dissipated, and the ancient jade talisman became dim again and returned to silence, as if an old man who had completed his mission, retired, and quietly waited for the next time to be awakened.

The spatial fluctuations gradually subsided, and everything around returned to its original appearance, as if nothing had ever happened. Only the unknown land deeper in the Immortal Ruins was still quietly waiting for future exploration and conquest, waiting for him to write a more glorious chapter.

Yunzhou!

The familiar and friendly breath of that land that he had been dreaming of filled his face, like the reunion of a lover after a long separation, instantly dispelling the fatigue and tiredness that shrouded his heart, making him feel extremely relaxed and comfortable.

It is no longer the heavy atmosphere of the Immortal Ruins filled with ancient vicissitudes, but the unique atmosphere of fireworks full of vitality and vigor that is unique to human settlements, warm and real, like a harbor of home.

Jiang Yue’s figure suddenly appeared from the void, his feet firmly on the solid ground. Feeling the solid touch under his feet, he knew that he had returned to his homeland, returned to the land he loved deeply, and returned to the home of his soul.

The surrounding scenery slowly unfolds before my eyes like a painting, the familiar mountains and rivers, the familiar scent of grass and trees, the fragrance of soil in the air, and the faint smell of cooking smoke, everything seems so intimate, so warm, as if a wanderer has returned home, with peace and tranquility in his heart, and all his fatigue has vanished.

He looked around and saw a peaceful and tranquil scene everywhere. The traces of the previous brutal battle had completely disappeared, as if it had never happened, leaving only the calm and peace of surviving the disaster.

The battlefield has been completely cleared. Even the strong smell of blood that once filled the air has been blown away by the breeze, leaving only the faint fragrance of soil and the scent of new grass and trees, heralding hope and rebirth.

Jiang Yue’s spiritual awareness was like an invisible tide, spreading rapidly in all directions with him as the center, meticulously exploring everything around him, not missing any slight abnormality, like an experienced hunter, vigilantly observing his territory.

The city has regained its former hustle and bustle. The streets and alleys are bustling with people, hawking, laughter, and conversation, which combine into a moving piece of music. The people live and work in peace and contentment, with happy smiles on their faces as if they had been reborn after a disaster. It is the joy and satisfaction that comes from the heart.

Children are playing and fighting carefree in the streets, their clear laughter as sweet as silver bells, shining with the light of hope in the sun. Old people are gathering in teahouses and taverns, chatting and laughing, leisurely and comfortable, savoring the hard-earned peace, as if the haze of demon invasion has never shrouded the city, and everything has returned to its former tranquility and beauty.

Everything seems orderly, vibrant, full of hope and vitality, as if it has experienced a baptism, becoming more resilient and more full of vitality.

The haze brought by the demon invasion seemed to have really disappeared, and the city was full of vitality and looked brand new again.

But he knew very well in his heart that this was only an apparent calm. Beneath the calm surface of the lake, there were actually undercurrents surging. The crisis had not been truly resolved. The threat of demons was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, which could launch a fatal attack again at any time.

The shocking conspiracy hidden behind the demon clan and those unknown enemies lurking in the dark are like the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of the people. They may suddenly fall at any time, bringing about a catastrophe and plunging the human race into the abyss of despair again.

He keenly felt that the aura of the monks in the city had become more condensed and steady compared to before he left, like fine steel that had been tempered a thousand times, its edge restrained but more indestructible. Obviously, after the baptism and tempering of war, the overall strength of the warriors had been significantly improved, as if they had experienced a cruel baptism, broken out of the cocoon and reborn, radiating a stronger vitality.

In the distance, there was a faint smell of medicine, as well as low voices coming from the wounded camp, which were the gratitude for surviving the disaster and the expectation for the future.

Confirmed that Yunzhou is now stable.

Jiang Yue’s heartstrings finally relaxed.

Looking across the city, the scars of the past were no longer visible.

What replaced it was the prosperity after surviving the disaster.

The streets were bustling with people and the noise filled our ears again.

The children were chasing each other and playing, their laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells.

The vendors’ shouts can be heard one after another, and the sounds of bargaining are full of the breath of life.

Teahouses and taverns were once again filled with people chatting and laughing.

The once furrowed brows relaxed, replaced by a look of ease.

The air was filled with a faint scent of cooking smoke and the aroma of food.

Everything returned to its pre-war order and vitality.

Even more than before.

After the disaster, people cherish the hard-earned peace even more.

There was a satisfied smile on his face and his eyes were full of hope for the future.

Yunzhou, a city that has experienced the baptism of war, is like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

Radiate more vigorous vitality.

The aura of the monks in the city is also completely different from before the war.

Less impetuous, more calm.

The edge is restrained, but it makes people more resilient.

The baptism of war is undoubtedly a cruel test.

But it also allowed the warriors of Yunzhou to be reborn.

The strength has been significantly improved.

The spirit is also refreshed.

In the distance, in the camp for wounded soldiers, the smell of medicine is still there.

But it is less oppressive and heaviness than before.

What replaced it was the relief and hope of surviving the disaster.

The remains of the demons have long been cleared away.

The ashes after burning were blown away by the wind.

Only a faint smell of wood ash is left, silently telling the mark of war.

It reminds people to remember history and cherish peace.

Seeing Yunzhou like this.

Jiang Yue’s tense nerves could finally relax.

But deep down in his heart, he remained vigilant.

The threat of demons cannot be eradicated overnight.

A deeper crisis may still be lurking in the dark.

He has to get stronger.

Only absolute power can protect this land and the human race.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yue’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The slightest bit of relaxation in my heart disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there is a stronger determination.

It is urgent to consolidate your cultivation.

He needs to completely control the surging power in the Immortal God Ruins.

Turn it into your own use.

There is no end to improving your strength.

Jiang Yue moved.

Leaving the noisy city.

Found a quiet place.

Outside the city, there are mountains surrounding it.

Away from the hustle and bustle of human habitation.

More quiet and peaceful.

Jiang Yue chose a place deep in a bamboo forest.

The green bamboo sways and the breeze blows gently.

The rustling of bamboo leaves sounds like the sound of nature.

The air is fresh and the spiritual energy is relatively rich.

It is a perfect place for retreat.

Jiang Yue walked into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Found a flat bluestone.

Sit cross-legged.

Close your eyes and concentrate.

Begin to regulate your breathing.

The noise from the outside world is isolated by the bamboo forest.

Only the sound of breeze and bamboos surrounds my ears.

Jiang Yue’s mood gradually calmed down.

Like an ancient well without ripples.

He slowly circulated the spiritual power in his body.

Feel the surging power.

Like a rushing river, surging and turbulent.

A trip to Xianshenxu.

His strength has made a qualitative leap.

But it is also like a river after a rainstorm.

It seems powerful, but in fact it contains potential crises.

The power increased too quickly and the foundation became unstable.

It takes time to settle down and sort it out slowly.

Only by fully controlling this force can you unleash its true power.

To consolidate your cultivation, you need to do just that.

Just like building a dam and dredging a river.

Guide the surging power onto the right track.

Make it run smoothly and use it for your own benefit.

Jiang Yue took a deep breath.

Consciousness sinks into the body.

Start looking inward.

The meridians are wide and tough.

Spiritual power flows endlessly, filled with powerful energy.

The Dantian Qi Sea is like a huge whirlpool.

Spiritual power is like the tide, constantly pouring in and flowing out.

It is an endless cycle.

But if you feel it carefully, you can find a slight disorder.

Like hidden reefs in the river.

Although it does not affect the overall situation, it does pose hidden dangers.

What Jiang Yue needs to do is to smooth out these disorders.

Take complete control of your power.

He began to slowly guide his spiritual power.

It runs through the meridians according to the route of the exercises.

Over and over again, in a cycle.

Like a precise craftsman, he carefully polishes the unpolished jade in his hands.

Strive for perfection.

Time passes slowly.

The bamboo forest is still quiet.

Only the rustling of bamboo leaves was heard.

Jiang Yue’s body was like a rock, motionless.

Breathing is even and long.

The breath is calm and restrained.

He entered a deep state of cultivation.

Nothing in the outside world can disturb him.

In his world, the only thing left was the spiritual power running in his body.

And the meticulous control of power.

Consolidating one’s cultivation is a long and arduous process.

It requires patience and even more perseverance.

Jiang Yue’s heart stopped.

Not the slightest impatience.

He knew very well that haste makes waste.

Just take one step at a time and proceed steadily.

Only then can you truly control the power.

Only then can we go further and more steadily on the road ahead.

He was immersed in cultivation.

Feel the growth of strength and the improvement of control over strength.

My heart is filled with peace and satisfaction.

The stability of Yunzhou.

Let him practice with peace of mind.

No worries. (End of this chapter)