Chapter 1265: Winds Of Change (1)
As Wu Yuan delved deeper into the Ten Chaos Voids, he began to perceive underlying operational rules of this mysterious realm, much like those that dictated the Azure Saint Tower. Perhaps they were governed by the Primordial Rules or the workings of some unfathomable being.
The pioneering phase yielded nothing but scraps. Wu Yuan reflected. The most valuable discoveries were merely damaged Xiantian Instruments, worth at most a few hundred thousand Xuanhuang merits.
He understood the value of artifacts well. Those with minor damage could be restored at a cost, preserving much of their value. But the severely damaged ones? They could only be broken down for materials, retaining a mere tenth of their original worth.
After 5,000 years of relentless exploration by over ten thousand True Saints, that pioneering phase has concluded. He sighed, shaking his head. Now the real treasures are beginning to surface. According to the Eldritch Court intelligence, when these major treasures emerge, they generate spacetime fluctuations across vast distances.
It struck him as deliberate, as if these treasures intentionally broadcasted their presence, drawing powerful beings toward them like moths to flame.
Despite this knowledge, Wu Yuan remained unperturbed. With his current abilities, he felt confident challenging even True Saint Luan Hai, the figure at the top of the True Saint Rankings.
In a blur of motion, Wu Yuan streaked through the void, following the spacetime fluctuations at an astonishing 800 times light speed, hurtling toward his destination.
Six years passed in what seemed like an instant.
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This was a celestial body, a massive sphere over 300 million li in diameter, its surface so tough that even True Saints would struggle to damage it. Yet its durability alone wasn't remarkable; the Tenth Chaos Void contained countless such resilient celestial bodies.
What made this place extraordinary was the gathering of over forty True Saints hovering around it, their powerful auras pulsing through the void as they watched the enormous vortex of flames swirling across the celestial body's surface. It was clear that these weren't ordinary flames.
"Qian Qi, how much longer until the treasure emerges?" The octopus-like True Saint rumbled, his massive form leading a group of five figures positioned near the flame vortex.