The wolf cavalry had finally gotten their wish: they died on the battlefield. Unfortunately for them, they failed to inflict even the slightest injury on Yi Tianxing.
Staring at the corpses of the wolf riders strewn across the field, Yi Tianxing's face showed not a shred of pity. Those who are not of our race must have different intentions. In times as chaotic as these, this principle holds even truer. People's hearts are unpredictable, and the allure of treasure can drive anyone to madness. If news of him obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi were to spread, even the most revered human cultivators would not hesitate to stab him in the back.
Now that all the wolf riders were dead, he could finally be at ease. While it didn't guarantee absolute secrecy, it minimized the risk of leaks. The longer the silence, the better for his personal growth. Every moment gained meant a step closer to becoming stronger.
With a wave of his hand, the corpses of the wolf cavalry and their mounts vanished, absorbed into the Pagoda, turning into nourishment — base matter to feed the treasure itself. Waste not, want not. Even the traces were wiped away.
However, Lucifer's corpse remained untouched.
His massive body continued to emit an overwhelming scent of blood. Even in death, he radiated a fearsome aura that chilled the hearts of the living. Such was the nature of the strong — their remains could still deter intruders.
[Silvermoon Coldiron (银月寒铁)]"This mace… it's forged from Silvermoon Coldiron! That's a top-tier divine material — suitable for crafting spiritual treasures. Using such a large piece to make a mere mace… what a waste!"
Yi Tianxing picked up the mace that had embedded itself in the ground, leaving behind a massive crater. He had suspected the weapon was extraordinary — after all, it had clashed with his war spear without taking damage. Now that it was in his hand, he was sure: the mace was forged entirely from Silvermoon Coldiron, a rare divine metal said to be born only on the Taiyin Star, or in the most supreme mineral veins on the Eternal Continent.
A piece the size of a fist was worth thousands of gold, often priceless. And here was an entire mace — over two meters long — made of it. Its value was beyond estimation.
"Murder and arson lead to wealth — the ancients weren't wrong," Yi Tianxing mused with a dark chuckle.Without this battle, how could he possibly have come across such precious material, let alone in such quantity?
[Soul Memory Extraction via the Innate Yin-Yang Divine Chart (先天阴阳神图)]He extended his will, and the fragmented soul of Lucifer was forcibly extracted and imprisoned within the Yin-Yang Space. Under the grinding power of the Innate Yin-Yang Divine Chart, the memory shards from Lucifer's soul were refined, unearthing his deepest secrets and knowledge.
Lucifer wasn't just anyone — he was a prodigy of the werewolf race, and his Silverwolf Howling Moon Diagram (银狼啸月图) was an exceptionally powerful Life Diagram.
Under the moonlight, it could drastically increase a cultivator's power, enough to challenge enemies of a higher realm. Even if the soul fragments didn't yield a complete inheritance, even scraps of his knowledge could offer profound insight, such as methods for opening Life Apertures — the key to cultivation progress.
[Life Apertures from Soul Shards]
Silvermoon Aperture (银月命窍)
Wolf Soul Aperture (狼魂命窍)
Tidal Moon Aperture (月潮命窍)
Wolf Howl Aperture (狼啸命窍)
Some of the techniques were incomplete, making them dangerous and unstable. But for a genius, even fragments could serve as foundations for reconstruction. The Silverwolf Howling Moon Diagram, too, was partial — usable, but with flaws and reduced power.
Lucifer's storage ring was swiftly claimed, though Yi Tianxing didn't inspect it immediately. Whatever it held was his now.
After that, Lucifer's corpse was also absorbed into the Pagoda, thrown into the Chaotic Core to be fully disintegrated and transformed into energy. Though the pagoda had grown to a massive size and required enormous energy to continue expanding, every bit helped.
Suddenly — ROAR!!
The Nine-Dragon War Chariot soared into the sky, racing back toward Sunset City.
Along the way, he saw swarms of cultivators from various races flooding the battlefield. Among them were human cultivators — but too scattered and uncoordinated. Most traveled in groups of three to five, and during fights with other races, they often suffered losses from disunity.
Clearly, the other major races had started to deliberately target humans. They were no longer friendly.
The reason was clear: the Human Race's first-place ranking on the Hongmeng Ten Thousand Spirit List had begun to trigger consequences — and none of them good.
To bear the crown, one must first endure the weight.If the Human Race could persevere, they would bask in glory. If not, they would prove themselves unworthy of that position. Whether dragons or worms, no one else could carry their burden.
Yi Tianxing made no move to intervene.
Such conflicts were countless in the Divine-Demonic Battlefield. He couldn't save them all.
The war chariot tore through the void and swiftly returned to Sunset City.
On the city walls, Jia Xu watched its return with a strange glint in his eyes — a mix of realization and contemplation. He didn't speak, but quickly left to meet with Yang Ye and the others, preparing adjustments to the city's defense strategy.
Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Yi Tianxing found that Yao Yue and Lian Xing were not present. After inquiring, he learned that the two had gone out to explore the city, even visiting the military barracks and inspecting the soldiers' training.
Yi Tianxing only chuckled at the news.
He didn't stop them. Their actions showed a genuine willingness to understand Da Yi. If they weren't interested, they wouldn't make such efforts. This was not just learning about Da Yi, but about Yi Tianxing himself — his world, his authority, and his people.
That alone was a good start.
[Divine-Demonic Treasury (神魔宝库)]
"a billion merit points… with that kind of fortune, I can finally redeem some of the top-tier treasures from the Divine-Demonic Treasury."
He had never accumulated enough before — even if he had, the useful treasures were always out of reach. But now, with a billion merit points, he had confidence.
It was common knowledge that although the Divine-Demonic Treasury held countless treasures, some of them were first come, first served — once redeemed, they were gone.
With a thought, Yi Tianxing poured his consciousness into the Divine-Demonic Merit List, watching as his score jumped to over a billion.
His mind instantly entered a mysterious, illusory space.
A large screen floated in the air before him, displaying a constantly rotating selection of treasures. Each moment brought new items to the screen. Fortunately, the interface allowed filtering based on personal criteria.
"Filter: Items worth between one million and a billion merit points. Prioritize divine weapons, god materials, heavenly herbs, spiritual roots, and worldly treasures."
With that, the screen changed, displaying clear projections, names, and prices of the selected treasures.
"So many… truly worthy of being called the Divine-Demonic Treasury."
Though he had filtered the list, the number of items shown remained vast and overwhelming. His eyes scanned the offerings.
[Arrow Towers, Magic Towers, Cannon Towers]
Suddenly, several familiar projections appeared before him.
These were similar to the Arrow Towers and Magic Towers he had once acquired — only now joined by a new one: the Cannon Tower.
Like the arrow towers, cannon towers were world treasures, but instead of firing enchanted arrows, they launched spiritual cannons, akin to upgrading from handheld crossbows to siege-grade weapons. Their power was immense and brutal.
Each tower cost one million merit points. Their tier was Yellow Grade (roughly equivalent to low-grade spiritual artifacts). There was no limit on quantity — meaning they were likely still in large supply.
Yi Tianxing's heart stirred.
"If I can deploy enough of these towers around Xuanhuang City, its defenses will soar to new heights. Treasures like these are rare outside this battlefield — this may be my only chance."