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Global Cultivation: First-time Top-up for the Ultimate Destiny Treasure

The Heavenly Voice was bestowed upon the world, and so the calendar of the Great Dao began. The world entered a new age of digitized cultivation. Humanity activated the immortal destiny seal to become cultivators. They toiled for their lives and powers — cultivation and breathing cycles, resources collection, divine powers and methods, spells, pill crafting, and weapon forging, they didn’t miss out on anything. However, when Su Yi activated his seal, he activated a Recharging System. Recharging by spending any amount of money and he would receive the First Recharge Gift Pack: Treasure of destiny -- Starry Sea Bottle [Able to purify pills of any quality to become ultimate celestial-tier] “Cash in 111 yuan, receive Mental Cultivation Technique Rewards Pack: ‘Art of Longevity’” “Spend 500 yuan, receive Pill Crafting Gift Pack: ‘Time Pill Technique’” “Spend 1000 yuan, receive Spell Gift Pack: ‘Tiangang Swords Finger’” “Accumulate enough cash to become VIP1, activated function: Dao Treasures Fishing”...... After many years in the calendar of the Great Dao, Su Yi stood atop the clouds as the ancestor of the Great Dao. With one casual strike of his fist, the sky collapsed, the earth shattered and the origin of powers was crushed. Across all of the worlds, no god dared to provoke him!

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Cultivation Dao Pagoda, Amplification of Spiritual Energy

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Almost a day after they left this swamp, Xuan Lingzi, who was dressed in a gray Daoist robe, also found this place.

Xuan Lingzi came to the spot where Su Yi had used the Tiangang Heaven-slashing Finger. He frowned as he looked at the sword scar that looked like a small canyon.

At this moment, the bottom of the ravine caused by the sword slash was already filled with water. On the smooth mud wall, he could still feel the sharp aura.

"Who left this sword qi behind? Could it be that some old fellow had fought here?"

Xuan Lingzi recalled for a moment. In his memories, other than his big brother, Xuan Mingzi, there was no other old fellow who used a sword. It was even more impossible for him to cause such destruction out of thin air.

This made him puzzled. Could it be that an outsider had sneaked into the ancient ruins?