At this moment, outside the Immortal Tomb—At the location where the original tomb-raiding tunnel had been—A large group of cultivators once again gathered.
One after another, they gazed at the tunnel, clearly eager to descend. The treasures hidden within the tomb were an overwhelming temptation for most of them.
"What's going on? We can't get in anymore."
A man, tall and imposing, was seated on the back of a particularly strange-looking sow. This wasn't an ordinary pig. It was covered in vibrant, multicolored fur like that of a blossoming flower girl. Most bizarrely, its rear end resembled an actual blooming chrysanthemum, absurdly alluring in its own twisted way. Its snout was a soft pink, and its body was far larger than a typical sow—half again as big, nearly the size of a warhorse.
What's more, the pig wore a suit of battle gear. Although "armor" might not be the most accurate term, it was clearly crafted from the hides of fierce beasts, specially treated and fashioned into a battle outfit. Draped over the pig, it made the creature exude the presence of a war beast.
A war blade was even strapped to one side of the pig's body.
The man atop the pig had intended to charge straight into the tomb, but he suddenly found himself repelled by an invisible force field emanating from the tunnel entrance. It was abrupt and completely unexpected—this had not been the case before. Now, it blocked all entry.
This sudden change stirred suspicion and confusion among the surrounding cultivators.
Before they could even voice their surprise, several figures suddenly and inexplicably materialized around them—many bearing bloody wounds and signs of a brutal battle.
"Look! It's them! Some of the people who went into the tomb earlier!"
"That's right! I recognize a few of them. That stone giant—I saw him with my own eyes, unforgettable. No mistake—they were part of the first group that entered. What happened inside?"
One by one, the cultivators realized:These weren't survivors escaping on their own.They were being forcibly ejected from the tomb.
"It seems this Immortal Tomb hides deeper mysteries. I'd bet nine times out of ten that there's some ancient monster still lurking inside. Probably Prince Liu An of Huainan… but just how powerful is Liu An now? Has he become an immortal? And what level is 'immortal' on the Eternal Continent anyway?"
Yi Tianxing was among the first to be expelled, landing near the crowd. Looking back at the tunnel, thoughts raced through his mind.
Yet quickly, those thoughts were drowned out by elation—the sheer harvest from this tomb venture left him ecstatic.
Within his Yin-Yang Eyes' inner space, a transformation had occurred. The Nine Yin-Yang Locks now shimmered like flawless jade, radiating intense black-and-white light, each etched with mysterious Dao patterns. The aura they exuded had fundamentally evolved.
The twin serpents on his Yin-Yang Scissors had also transformed—now, they were black and white divine jiaos (flood dragons), their scales lifelike and dazzling. Just looking at them induced a chill of reverence and fear. The blades now gleamed with an edge that made the air tremble.
Even the Yin-Yang Mirror had refined further—more solid, its inscribed Dao runes more intricate. It now appeared almost like a flawless artifact, exuding formidable latent power.
🔥 All three divine powers had been elevated to the Profound Grade (玄阶).The innate Yin-Yang energy accumulated over thousands of years by the Bagua Platform was a fortune beyond measure.
All this primordial Yin-Yang essence had pushed his divine powers to evolve dramatically—enhancing their might by orders of magnitude.
Even more exhilarating, Yi Tianxing looked inward at the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower within him. The massive infusion of Yin-Yang energy had rapidly expanded all inner tower spaces.
Each floor now extended a hundred li in diameter.
Even the chaos space had expanded drastically, the primal chaos energy within—source of all creation—growing purer and denser. The entire tower had been reforged and stabilized, its aura now deeper and more majestic than ever before.
⚠️ Of course, the price paid was steep: all the Yin-Yang energy from the Bagua Platform—an accumulation spanning centuries—had been consumed entirely.
Had this essence been absorbed by a lesser spatial treasure, it might have expanded thousands of li. But the Hongmeng Tower was no ordinary space—it included a chaotic origin dimension, far superior in both quality and law integration.
Despite this, the resulting stability was well worth it.
✨ Its power had increased tenfold, if not more.
And this wasn't even counting the other treasures he had collected.
Even thinking about it filled Yi Tianxing with uncontrollable joy.
Suddenly—ROAR!!
A violent gust of wind surged toward him.
A giant yellow python lunged like lightning, its bloodied maw wide open, eyes filled with killing intent.
"Yellow Python!!"
Yi Tianxing's face darkened instantly, his eyes flashing coldly.
"Did you really think I'm someone easy to bully? I stayed quiet before only to stay low and muddy the waters. But now—you really think I'm soft?"
BOOM!!
Without hesitation, Yi Tianxing stomped the ground, launching himself into the air. With perfect timing, he dodged the incoming bite and landed atop the python's head like a falling meteor.
That stomp carried over 90,000 jin of raw power.It smashed into the python's skull like a meteorite, slamming its head into the earth with a thunderous crash, cracks webbing out from the impact. The beast spat blood, bones audibly cracking—it was nearly knocked unconscious.
But as a Tier-2 feral beast, the python's physicality was formidable. It reflexively retaliated, its thick tail sweeping toward Yi Tianxing like a whip, the sheer speed and force compressing the air around it.
"Die!!"
Yi Tianxing sneered, throwing a direct punch at the incoming tail. No techniques—just raw, brute force.
His fist collided with a deafening BANG, shockwaves tearing through the air, uprooting grass and peeling off chunks of soil. He stood firm, barely shaken. The python's tail, however, was flung backward, scales shattering and flying everywhere.
The python wasn't weak—but Yi Tianxing's power was overwhelming.
And he didn't stop there.
Once more, he stomped the snake's skull, smashing it back down.
Then, before the beast could recover, Yi Tianxing leapt toward its tail—grabbed it with both hands,and planted his feet like iron stakes into the ground.
⚡ Power surged through his body like a storm.
CRACK!!
With a violent shake, a tidal wave of force passed through his arms, shuddering through the python's massive body. Bones snapped and splintered like dried twigs. Its form turned soft and limp, collapsed helplessly.
And then—To the shock of the onlookers—
Yi Tianxing began spinning like a human whirlwind, using the snake's tail as a grip, flinging its massive body in circles—then slamming it repeatedly into the ground.
Once!Twice!!Three times!!!
Cracks radiated out in all directions like a spiderweb. Blood and scales flew in every direction, chunks of earth erupted.
In just moments, the python had been smashed against the ground hundreds of times, leaving a cratered ruin around them.
Had the beast not possessed such a resilient body, it would've already been turned into mincemeat.