The void storm at the Tower of Time raged for a while, finally beginning to rapidly weaken and dissipate, completely disappearing in a few breaths.

Everything around returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, except for a huge, pitch-black pit in the ground, showing what had just occurred.

The pit was pitch black, its depth unknown.

Han Li's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered something, and his figure immediately shot out, plunging into the black pit.

After a few breaths, he flew out, holding an object in his hand—the Time God Lamp.

After being washed by the spatial storm, there was not a single scratch on the lamp, but the flame had been extinguished, and the temporal law fluctuations emitted had weakened a lot compared to before.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Han, on regaining this Time God Lamp. However, judging from the situation, this lamp seems to be somewhat damaged," Jiao San said, cupping his fist and glancing at the Time God Lamp.

"I am already satisfied to have retrieved this lamp," Han Li said, turning his hand to put the Time God Lamp away.

The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor had also finished beating Qu Lin to his heart's content and flew back satisfied. Qu Lin followed behind, his face bruised and swollen, with a look of resentment.

"Fellow Daoists, although we have now emerged from the Tower of Time, we are still within this Grand Sui Immortal Mansion. Judging from the appearance of this immortal mansion's space, it probably won't last long. The collapse of a single Tower of Time has such power. If the entire Grand Sui Immortal Mansion collapses, I'm afraid the destructive force will be even greater. We'd better leave as soon as possible," Jiao San said, looking at the others.

Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

"We naturally agree to leave this place. We've been trapped here for countless years, and we can't stand it for another moment. But how do we leave? Your cultivation is not enough, so you may not feel it, but the entire Grand Sui Immortal Mansion is now covered by a huge spatial force, making it difficult to break through," Liu Zizai said, glancing at the others.

Jiao San smiled slightly, about to speak.

Just then, the onlookers in the distance suddenly flew over. There were only twenty or thirty of them; the others had either fallen or gone elsewhere.

These people were a diverse group, including humans, demons, and devils. Almost all of them were ragged and emaciated, like starving refugees who had been hungry for a long time, looking very pitiful.

Han Li looked at these people and frowned slightly.

These people all had very powerful auras, comparable to Grand Luo cultivators, but strangely, none of them had any law power on their bodies.

Although the newcomers did not have law power, they were still twenty or thirty Grand Luo cultivators, which was a significant amount of pressure. Li Qima and the others showed expressions of vigilance.

"Fellow Daoists, you are also people who were sealed in the Tower of Time, right? May I ask what brings you here?" Jiao San's expression remained normal as he cupped his fist and said.

"Do you have a way to leave here? Can you take us with you? We have been imprisoned for countless years, and now that we have finally escaped, we don't want to die here," a red-haired, gaunt human man pleaded.

The others also pleaded one after another.

"Don't worry, everyone. It is fate that we have met here, and we will not abandon you," Jiao San said loudly.

"That's great, thank you," the red-haired man said gratefully.

The others also thanked Jiao San and bowed.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao San, judging from your words, you have a way to leave this place?" Liu Zizai asked.

"I came here to carry out a mission for the Samsara Palace, how could I not have a way to leave? However, setting it up will take a little time," Jiao San said, taking out a stack of silver array flags and array disks. Each item emitted powerful spatial force fluctuations.

"Greater Teleportation Array! The Samsara Palace is indeed rich and generous," Liu Zizai said with a gleam in his eyes, praising.

Jiao San smiled slightly, about to begin setting up the array.

Just then, the entire immortal mansion space shook violently. The cracks in the sky rapidly grew larger, and dazzling golden light erupted from them, becoming brighter and brighter.

The ground also rumbled and shook, ten times more intense than the collapse of the Tower of Time. Huge cracks appeared, and the whole place began to collapse!

Han Li and the others' expressions changed, and they quickly flew a distance into the air.

"How could this be? Although the immortal mansion space has begun to collapse, it should be able to last at least two or three days. Could someone be tampering with it?" Jiao San exclaimed, then said with a changed expression.

"Don't worry about the reason! Quickly set up the array. We'll resist the surrounding tremors and won't let them affect you!" Liu Zizai said urgently.

"Alright!"

Jiao San responded and immediately began setting up the array, waving his hands like wheels as he performed incantations.

The array flags and array disks in his hand flew out, inserting into the nearby void, vaguely forming a silver magic array.

Streams of silver light bloomed from it, forming a thick silver pillar of light that shot towards the sky.

And everyone else flew nearby, surrounding Jiao San in the middle.

At this moment, in the distant void, three figures could be vaguely seen standing there, unaffected by the surrounding void fluctuations, looking remotely at Han Li and the others.

…

Half a day later.

The turmoil in the Jin Yuan Mountains had finally subsided, and the entire mountain range had gradually stabilized.

Dao Yin Zhenren and his group stood suspended hundreds of thousands of miles away, looking at the earth below with unsightly expressions, unable to bear to look directly.

The left side of the Jin Yuan Mountains below was still undulating, with overlapping peaks and ridges, looking vibrant. But looking at the right side, the mountain roots were broken, the rivers had changed course, the peaks had collapsed, everything was dead and silent, and the scene was full of devastation.

"The creatures have been massacred, a sin!" Dao Yin Zhenren said with a heavy heart, sighing deeply.

"Master, we cannot be blamed for this matter. This is the order of the Heavenly Court, and we cannot disobey it. Moreover, we have already tried our best, but we failed," Chen Chuan said, frowning and comforting him.

At this time, everyone looked into the distance and saw a figure flying through the layers of smoke and dust in the distant void, heading towards them.

"Senior Brother Lei…" Chen Chuan said with a hint of joy in his eyes.

The person who came was Lei Yuce, but at this moment, he was also covered in dust, looking somewhat lost.

Everyone knew the reason, so they didn't say much.

Su Anxi also stood by his side, without saying anything.

…

Just then, above the original Green Silk Valley, the void suddenly stirred, and a crack opened.

A silver light flashed inside, and more than forty figures emerged from it one after another.

The first person to appear was dressed in ragged clothes, with disheveled hair, looking somewhat sloppy and crazy. As soon as he appeared, he shouted loudly, "Good heavens, even with only a wisp of remnant soul, you still managed to cause such a big commotion…"

This person was none other than the Great Black Heaven Demon Ancestor.

The people who appeared behind him were also covered in dirt, looking disheveled. Apart from Han Li and Jiao San and the others, there were also the thirty-odd Grand Luo cultivators who had been imprisoned.

"So many years…finally…finally out!"

"Freedom…we're free!"

Han Li and the others were fine, but the thirty-odd Grand Luo cultivators from various races were filled with excitement, even crying tears of joy and unable to control themselves.

"Thank you, benefactor, for saving us from the fire!"

"Thank you, benefactor, for saving us from the fire!"

Someone shouted first, and then the others bowed to Jiao San.

"Everyone, there's no need to do this. It was just a matter of lifting a hand. I wonder what your plans are next?" Jiao San said, waving his hand.

"Having been imprisoned for so many years, I don't know what the situation is outside now, and I don't know if the sects of the past are still there…I'm afraid there's probably nowhere to go," the red-haired gaunt man said with a wry smile.

The others also sighed.

"If any of you have a place to go, you can leave now. If you don't have a place to go for the time being, you can come with me later, and I will arrange a place for you," Jiao San said again.

Immediately, after seven or eight people said goodbye to Jiao San, the remaining twenty-odd people chose to stay.

Han Li did not pay attention to the conversation between those imprisoned people and Jiao San.

At this time, he stood suspended in the high sky, looking at the earth below with a very unsightly expression. All he could see was scorched earth, where was the lush mountain range from before?

The original White Head Valley had been completely blown open, turning into a huge pit hundreds of miles in circumference.

Ravines crisscrossed in the pit, spreading out in a radiating pattern. Inside, some black powder formed after the rocks were crushed could still be seen, and there was no sign of life within a thousand miles.

And the huge mountain range that originally lay below had disappeared, almost completely leveled, leaving only a slightly raised black ridge, no more than a few tens of feet high, with plumes of thick smoke rising from it, emitting a scorched smell.

Standing beside him, Lan Yan, at this moment, deeply understood what it meant to be a survivor of a disaster. Her face turned pale, she covered her mouth, and she couldn't say a word.

"The entire secret realm has been completely destroyed, and even this mountain range has been almost leveled. Who on earth did this?" Jiao San came to Han Li's side, looked at the ten thousand miles of scorched earth, and couldn't help but ask.

"Judging from the previous situation, this matter is mostly related to the Tongtian Sword Sect. But is it really necessary for them to be so decisive?" Han Li was also greatly puzzled and couldn't help but murmur.

"That's unlikely. The Tongtian Sword Sect itself is based in the Jin Yuan Mountains. Although the sect is not here, the immortal cultivation forces with some strength here, even if they are not their subordinate sects, are somewhat related to them. They wouldn't be so crazy and do such reckless things," Hu San thought for a while and shook his head.

"Not necessarily. The reason why the Tongtian Sword Sect and the Tianshui Sect can become so big in the Jin Yuan Immortal Territory is not only because of their own strength, but also because of their unwavering loyalty to the Heavenly Court. If not, how could such a medium-sized immortal territory like the Jin Yuan Immortal Territory be entrusted to Dongfang Bai, a Grand Luo peak cultivator?" Jiao San said with a slight gaze.

"Even so, it's really not easy to be so ruthless. I'm afraid the Heavenly Court is involved in this," Han Li said after pondering for a moment.