[Sign-In successful. Received Soul of the Immortal!]

  Lin Jiufeng looked at the sign-in in a daze.

  What was this Soul of the Immortal?

  Right then, a piece of information entered his mind, letting Lin Jiufeng know what this was.

  Immortals were at the realm above the False Immortal Realm, and the Soul of the Immortal was created by extracting the Primordial Spirit of an immortal with terrifying strength, removing the thoughts inside, and only leaving behind pure combat power.

  The Soul of the Immortal was a one-time use combat item, but it was also a huge and terrifying thing.

  “Good stuff.” Lin Jiufeng was overjoyed after reading it.

  The Soul of the Immortal was something forcefully taken from an immortal. It definitely wasn’t as powerful as a true immortal, but it wasn’t something that an eighth stage False Immortal could compare to.

  Perhaps a ninth stage False Immortal could fight against it.

  This wasn’t of much use to Lin Jiufeng, but it was a superb trump card for the Yuhua God Dynasty.

  This trump card could be of great use in the future. It could also reduce some troublesome matters for Lin Jiufeng.

  Lin Jiufeng decisively put away the Soul of the Immortal. He carried the little white cat and walked in the ruins of the Primordial God Mountain.

  The previously black divine mountain had now shattered into ruins. What shattered too was the arrogance of the Myriad Races.

  Lin Jiufeng walked around and picked up two immortal artifacts.

  Previously, the Golden-Winged Roc and the Barbarian Bear had attacked Lin Jiufeng with a few other eighth stage False Immortals. During the process, they summoned their immortal artifacts to attack too. But they were no match for Lin Jiufeng and were instead easily killed, dying on the spot. However, the immortal artifacts weren’t destroyed. They fell and landed in the ruins of the Primordial God Mountain.

  Lin Jiufeng picked up the two immortal artifacts, which were a blade and a sword.

  The quality of these two weapons was quite good. After all, they were immortal artifacts. They were definitely much better than other magic treasures.

  But compared to the God-Killing Rod, they seemed to be inferior.

  The God-Killing Rod had developed its own intelligence and was filled with might, while these two immortal artifacts seemed a little rigid.

  This also explained why King Heaven who hadn’t transcended the eighth lightning tribulation seemed to have a higher status than the other eighth stage False Immortals. He could even decide the successor of the Primordial God Mountain.

  The immortal artifact, God-Killing Rod, contributed quite a lot to King Heaven’s status.

  “But they are better than nothing. If I can’t use them, I can give them to Emperor De to help the Yuhua God Dynasty suppress the world. These are immortal artifacts after all,” Lin Jiufeng said indifferently. He directly put them away and would hand them to Emperor De when the time came.

  Immortal artifacts weren’t common goods. The Primordial God Mountain only had three immortal artifacts. In the era of the Myriad Races, all of the immortal artifacts added up didn’t even exceed a thousand in number. This was enough to show how precious they were.

  Putting away the immortal artifacts, Lin Jiufeng continued to walk in the ruins of the Primordial God Mountain.

  Passing the highest area, Lin Jiufeng walked continuously, observing and exploring.

  He explored from daytime to nighttime.

  Even though the outside world was already in an uproar because of the matter of Great Emperor Jiufeng exterminating the Primordial God Mountain and the entire world was cheering for him, Lin Jiufeng completely ignored them. He just slowly fumbled around here.

  “What are you looking for?” The white cat asked curiously.

  “The location of the Primordial God Mountain’s library. There must be records of what happened 15,000 years ago in here. That was the era of the Myriad Races. The Primordial God Mountain is also one of the top races of the era of the Myriad Races. It doesn’t make sense that they don’t have a library,” Lin Jiufeng replied.

  “Do you want to investigate these things?” The white cat asked.

  “That’s right. I want to investigate the matters of the past properly. I have a feeling that the recovery of the spiritual energy in this era is far more complicated than the previous few times. The Myriad Races didn’t descend in the past eras, and those hidden worlds didn’t appear too. These are all questions not answered yet. If I figure them out, maybe I can figure out some of the secrets of the era of spiritual energy recovery.” Lin Jiufeng told the little white cat honestly, not hiding anything from her.

  “Then, take a look at the place where those terrifying False Immortals were locked up previously. See if the library is there.” The white cat suggested.

  Lin Jiufeng nodded. He was having the same thought too. Right now, the only place where those things could be hidden in the Primordial God Mountain was where these few ancestors lived in seclusion.

  Without hesitation, he directly arrived at the bottom of the endless abyss.

  After becoming stronger, he had no worries at all. He directly jumped down without worrying about other dangers.

  Other things weren’t a danger to Lin Jiufeng now. Instead, to some people, Lin Jiufeng was the true danger.

  Underneath the endless abyss was the deepest part of the Primordial God Mountain. It had even gone deep underground.

  Here, Lin Jiufeng experienced darkness. Then, he saw the resplendent soul of the earth’s core. It was a huge area full of spiritual energy, formed by the gathering of thousands of the earth’s Dragon’s Veins.

  Hence, this place was resplendent. The huge Dragon Veins in the surroundings were lifelike, like amber. They were fixed here by a huge amount of magic power and had no chance of leaving.

  The spiritual energy here was thousands of times that of the outside world.

  The white cat immediately opened her mouth and inhaled. Surging spiritual energy drowned her.

  “So many, so dense,” the white cat said in surprise.

  “This is a suitable place for you to cultivate. You can absorb the spiritual energies locked here,” Lin Jiufeng said to the little white cat.

  Everything in the surroundings was built by the Golden-Winged Roc and the others. Their goal wasn’t to absorb the spiritual energy but to cover their auras and prevent the outside world from sensing them.

  They had been sealed here for 15,000 years.

  Only in recent years did the Myriad Races recover and they also woke up.

  Then, the Chains of Order from the Heavenly Dao descended from the sky and decisively locked them in place, preventing them from escaping.

  “Don’t you need it?” The white cat asked curiously.

  “At my realm, I don’t need much spiritual energy anymore. What people of my realm need to comprehend next is Dao!” Lin Jiufeng said. He put the little white cat down and let her absorb it herself. He observed the surroundings.

  “The books of the Primordial God Mountain are kept here. They look very abundant,” Lin Jiufeng said. In the depths of the entangled Dragon’s Veins, he saw some books floating. He walked over and raised his hand to pick one up.

  The white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng. Then, she started to frantically absorb the spiritual energy in the air through all the furs on her body.

  Lin Jiufeng’s strength made her feel danger. She had to become stronger. She had to transform as soon as possible and accompany Lin Jiufeng as a woman, not a cat.

  Between a white cat and a cat-eared girl, all men would choose the cat-eared girl, right?

  The white cat was anxious to death. She had been unable to transform all this time and was a little desperate now. Now that she saw such a huge amount of spiritual energy, she naturally couldn’t bear to let it go.

  Lin Jiufeng looked at the little white cat who was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in the air. He calmly opened the book that he had discovered.

  These were the writings of the era of the Myriad Races. They recorded the birth of the Primordial God Mountain, the legacy of the Primordial God Mountain, the names of the successors of the Primordial God Mountain, and some major events.

  It was a little troublesome to comprehend the writings, but Lin Jiufeng quickly recognized them all. He looked at them carefully and understood the establishment of the Primordial God Mountain and how the era of the Myriad Races developed.

  “It turns out that the early era of the Myriad Races also rose up from ruins.”

  “The books said that under the ruins of the world, there were gods teaching the Dao, ancient monoliths falling from the sky, and divine runes carved into the void, opening the path of cultivation for all living beings in the world.”

  “And the ones who gained the benefits first were the various wild beasts and strange creatures. The Myriad Races were born because of this, and only after the Myriad Races gained a stable foothold did the Human Race appear.”

  “The Myriad Races built an era upon the ruins until this era was overthrown, but there were no records of how it was destroyed.”

  “I need to read more books.”

  Lin Jiufeng picked up the other books and started to read them silently.

  Then, a line of words suddenly appeared before his eyes.

  [Do you want to Sign-In at the Land of the Dragon’s Veins?]

  “It’s already past midnight?” Lin Jiufeng muttered. He was now deep underground and couldn’t see the changes in the sky.

  After a brief hesitation, he chose to agree.

  He shall sign in first and then continue to read the books.

  80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled