Looks more empty

"Ah!!"

"It is really so!"

Yaochi Yiran and the others broke into an uproar.

Although they had already guessed this result, hearing Su Lang say it himself still felt incredibly shocking.

A renowned Great Saint from the ancient era had actually become a servant today!

This was truly too unbelievable!

Su Lang ignored Yaochi Yiran and the others, focusing his attention on his weapon, the you tian sword.

"System, are the existing Materials sufficient for the you tian sword to evolve while retaining specified characteristics?"

"Ding! host, you are missing 8 martial god souls!"

"It seems all the other Materials are ready."

Su Lang curled his lips, "It's a pity the martial god souls are still not enough. Who will send me a few heads?"

Not long after.

The Xianyang Martial Saint gathered all the treasures and put them into the space ring that contained the blank Jade Slips.

"Master, all the treasures are in here!"

The Xianyang Martial Saint came before Su Lang, bowing and scraping as he handed over the space ring.

That fawning attitude left Yaochi Yiran and the others on the side dumbfounded.

"Hmm, very good."

Su Lang nodded, but did not take the space ring, instead saying, "Try to see if you can teleport the items directly to me."

"Ah!??"

The Xianyang Martial Saint was full of question marks.

There is no Teleportation Array here, so how could he teleport things out of thin air?

However, how could he dare disobey Su Lang's command?

After a moment of astonishment, he attempted to teleport the space ring to Su Lang.

As a result, it actually succeeded!

"My god!"

The Xianyang Martial Saint widened his eyes in surprise, "To be able to teleport items directly with just a thought, what kind of magical method is this?"

"Do not be so shocked."

Su Lang smiled faintly, "Go and collect the Immortal Palace."

"Yes, Master!"

The Xianyang Martial Saint then performed some operations, shrinking the Immortal Palace until it was only the size of a fist.

The Immortal Palace was a treasure he had refined with his Mental Energy, so he could certainly do this.

However, after finishing, he was covered in sweat again, looking even weaker.

Immediately after.

"Master, this Subordinate Slave is no longer qualified to reside in this Immortal Palace."

The Xianyang Martial Saint revealed a humble smile, "Please accept it, Master, and I hope you will not despise it."

"You are quite sensible."

Su Lang hooked his lips, took the Immortal Palace and weighed it, then put it into his Storage Space, "Alright, it is time to go out."

The Xianyang Martial Saint said respectfully, "The passage to enter this space is far away; why not let this Subordinate Slave open a new passage?"

"Very well."

Su Lang glanced at the Xianyang Martial Saint, "However, looking at how weak you are, can you do it?"

"Yes! I can do it!"

The Xianyang Martial Saint nodded hurriedly, then performed some operations, opening a passage.

After doing all this, he was even weaker.

"Take these Medicinal Pills to hold yourself over."

Su Lang took out a handful of Taishen Tianxin Pills and gave them to the Xianyang Martial Saint, "After we get out, I will refine saint-grade pills for you to heal your injuries."

"This Subordinate Slave thanks Master for the generous gift!"

The Xianyang Martial Saint took the Medicinal Pills, bowed respectfully first, and only then dared to look at the pills in his hand.

When he saw that the Taishen Tianxin Pills in his hand were all of perfect quality, he was immediately a bit shocked.

Divine Rank mental-type Medicinal Pills were very rare, even for a Martial Saint.

The Xianyang Martial Saint had lived for over a million years, and he had not eaten many perfect quality mental-type Medicinal Pills!

But his own Master had actually taken out a large handful without even blinking; he was simply too wealthy!

After some shock, the Xianyang Martial Saint immediately ate one, feeling a cool sensation rush into his Divine Soul, and he felt a bit better.

Then he ate the remaining Taishen Tianxin Pills, becoming not as weak.

"Let's go!"

Su Lang waved his hand, and everyone rushed into the passage.

Just like when they entered, as soon as they entered the passage, they felt it was very narrow and tight, with pressure coming from all directions.

But after going in a little, it became much more spacious, and the pressure became smaller and smaller.

Finally, everyone appeared in the sky above the Yinwu Marsh, which had long since turned into a funnel-shaped crater.

"They are out!!"

"Look quickly, someone has come out!"

"Why did they come out so quickly? I thought it would take at least a few days!"

"…"

Chu Xiaobei, Yaochi Yanfa, Chiri Muzhu, and the others who were guarding outside were immediately startled.

And when they saw that the people who came out were Su Lang and the others.

Chu Xiaobei, Ji Ruxue, Murong Qianqian, and the people of the Yaochi Sacred Clan immediately showed pleasant surprise.