The crowd was thrown into chaos. Everyone knew the terror of magma. Bone Sacrifice cultivators would dissolve instantly without leaving a bubble if they fell in. It was extremely formidable."Run quickly! This side palace is about to collapse!" A Foster family cultivator's face turned pale as he frantically fled towards the only large gate."Hmph!" The purple-clothed assassin let out a cold snort. Even when leaving, he did not forget to grab a handful of top-grade swords. Then he also sped towards the gate."Scared me to death." Dylan Foster was early to spot the opportunity. As soon as he saw the situation was not right, he immediately slipped away.Ethan displayed The Eight Mystical Metamorphoses, his speed no slower than the Bone Sacrifice cultivators flying in the sky. The thousand-zhang distance was merely two breaths. He was the first to rush into the gate.As soon as Ethan stepped into the majestic gate, his eyes were drawn to a stone statue standing next to it.The statue was

Ethan was shocked.At a rough glance, there did not seem to be much difference between this manor and a normal one. But sensing carefully, one could discover...the force concentration within the manor had reached an extremely terrifying level!The air above the manor was faintly shrouded in a layer of cyan glow!The force was almost substantialized!Looking closely at the manor's walls, pavilions, rockeries, even the foundations...they were all spiritual stones!Everything was made of spiritual stones! An entire manor of spiritual stones!Ethan was astonished.A manor covering at least a square li was actually completely constructed from spiritual stones. How many spiritual stones would that require?Millions? Tens of millions? Hundreds of millions?One had to know, a normal spiritual stone was just palm-sized, about the size of the green bricks used to build mundane houses. How many spiritual stones would it take to build such a large manor?Most importantly, even the foundations of

There were no hidden rooms or mechanisms discovered here, so what was this golden key?Moreover, it was concealed under the chamber pot, hidden so secretly.Why?It was highly likely this key was the core, the crux of this entire spiritual stone manor! Just refining and taking ownership of this key could allow one to completely control the manor!The manor's formations? Remove them.Too troublesome to remove the formations one by one? Just take away the whole manor.Thinking of this possibility, Ethan's eyes suddenly erupted with awe-inspiring radiance.If...it really was so...An entire spiritual stone manor! How many spiritual stones would that be?It could be called a primordial tycoon. Just this one manor probably surpassed the accumulations of many sects and clans with thousands of years of legacy.Of course, it was incomparable to ancient superpowers like the Foster family, Swords Sect, and Emperor Palace Rain Listening Pavilion. After all, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousan

"Evidence?" The purple-robed assassin was momentarily taken aback. He had no evidence at all. His accusation of Ethan was based purely on instinct.But how could he convince others with just instinct?Seeing this, Ethan's mind settled as he spoke coldly, "Without proof, cease your reckless claims. Even Greedy Mouse identified you. What more is there to doubt?"The cultivators' gazes shifted between Ethan and the assassin, but most scoffed at the latter. Clearly, few believed his words. "Hand it over!" Dylan Foster stepped forward, one hand outstretched towards the assassin while his eyes drifted into the distance, ignoring him like air.The others slowly closed in on the assassin, weapons drawn.A flash of fierceness appeared then vanished in the assassin's eyes. With a flick of his hand, a blood-red sword emerged.A top-grade spiritual weapon - the Blood Weeping Sword had accompanied the assassin for over a decade, slaughtering countless lives. Its crimson blade emanated an intense,

Jasmine moved swiftly with Ethan in tow, instantly shooting up thousands of feet into the air as they desperately fled.This was Ethan's first time flying. Face pale, he looked down at the dizzying view below. Wind roared in his ears and rivers and mountains raced by at blinding speed. But Ethan had no mind to appreciate the scenery now."Hmph, want to escape?" The assassin's mouth curved into a cold smile as he gave chase, easily gaining on them.Clearly faster while carrying another person, the gap between the three in the sky quickly closed."How many times has Jasmine saved me now? When did I, Ethan, become this useless..." Ethan smiled self-deprecatingly, glancing at Jasmine beside him.Her waist-length hair whipped wildly in the wind. Jasmine bit her lip anxiously, face tense and drenched in fragrant sweat from the exertion of high-speed flight with a passenger. The strain on her was immense."We can't get away. He must die!" Ethan said via spirit communication after a period of