There are powerful people in the heavenly realm mixed with sand, but I don’t know how much the foundation of the prehistoric world has improved.

Zixiao Palace preached the method of becoming a saint. Since then, the immortal path has flourished. Now it is not enough to be called a saint in the prehistoric world, even if there is a way to transcend Hunyuan.

Whether Zixiao Palace can open or not is a problem in the future.

As Yang Qifeng woke up, he began to actively swallow the power of stars in all directions. The speed of birth increased naturally and was not just about being passively absorbing the power of stars. It was completely different from Yang Qifeng's active use of skills.

As time passed slowly, Yang Qifeng also began to suck the power of stars in daily life, communicated with the Chaos Beads, and slowly refining the Chaos Beads.

The Chaos Pearl is a companion spiritual treasure, so naturally it will not resist Yang Qifeng. It can be said to be a thousand miles a day when it is refined, just like the purple-red gourd.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the opportunity for Yang Qifeng to be born is getting closer and closer.

The dark colors are like thick ink, and the stars stand tall in ancient times.

Billions of stars, like sand, are densely spread in the vast starry sky, and a star lives in the center of the vast starry sky.

Suddenly, a purple color spread out, constantly spreading among the sand-like stars, eroding the stars in the sky.
Chapter completed!