Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Only by giving up something can one gain something.

The Sun-Eroding Cry calmly received a bow from Jun Huang, waved a sleeve, swept up Jun Huang, and disappeared beneath this starry sky.

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The banners of the Ten Great Ancient Clans swept across the starry sky, radiating overwhelming pressure and an incredibly ancient aura, proclaiming who dominates this part of the cosmos.

The gaze of countless Cultivators, filled with both intense heat and greed, all focused on the imposing ancient gateway ahead.

The gate, unimaginably huge, appeared to have existed since the birth of the universe, suppressing an entire Star Domain.

The door was forged from some kind of dark Divine Jade, covered with mottled and blurred ancient patterns, which, despite the passage of time and wear, still emitted an aura that made hearts tremble.

At this moment, the great door silently stood open, and within was a swirling vortex of Chaos so deep that even starlight was swallowed by it, as if it connected to the ruins of another Epoch, exuding a desolate and deathly mysterious atmosphere.

This is the entrance to the Heaven Burial Palace.

The hundred thousand Cultivators about to enter had already arrayed themselves in the Star Domain before the gate. Among them, the majority were top-tier strongmen who had fought their way out from a million peerless talents, each one's aura condensed, their eyes sharp, like arrows about to leave the bowstring, ready to act.

The air was filled with an almost solid warlike spirit and murderous intent.

Among these hundred thousand, clearly led by the elites of various major Ancient Clans, their auras connected, naturally forming an array.

Most striking were the figures standing at the forefront of the strongest Ancient Clans like the Giant God Clan and the Star Moon Ancient Clan.

These living creatures, surrounded by a faint halo of Laws, with an aura as deep as the sea, seemed to merge with the surrounding starry sky, their aura fluctuations all at Perfect Eighth Order.

These were those within the clans already designated to bear the Heavenly Fate as Half-step Emperors, the ones most likely to achieve ultimate fortune during this journey to the Heaven Burial Palace.

Blessed by Heavenly Fate, ordinary living creatures at the Early Stage Nine were no match for them.

If they could seize an opportunity within the Heaven Burial Palace, they would become true Sons of Heaven, achieving the Dao to ascend as Ancestors, dominators of the entire Great Universe.

In this crowded, bustling Star Domain full of strong people, there was a strikingly conspicuous empty space.

Chu Zheng stood alone in this spot, seemingly surrounded by an invisible barrier that isolated everyone else.

Clad in a simple garment, his posture remained as upright as a pine, while the gazes directed at him were filled with unabashed malice, apprehension, schadenfreude, and a detachment akin to seeing a dead man.

Having offended the Ten Great Ancient Clans and arrogantly rejected all offers from the Ancient Clans, everyone believed that entering the Heaven Burial Palace was no different from seeking death.

No one was willing to associate with him at this time, for fear of being seen as his ally by those Ancient Clans and inviting disaster upon themselves.

In this oppressive silence and under the cold gazes of countless people, a figure suddenly stepped out from the crowd.

He wore a moon-white cloud-patterned brocade robe, exuding a noble air, with a handsome face and a gentle smile, as if bathing in the spring breeze. Amidst the surprised or observant gazes, he walked straight towards the empty forbidden zone and directly approached Chu Zheng.

It was Yun Tianji.

He seemed completely unaware of the immediate shift in atmosphere around him and the fiery gazes from the Yun Family's ranks. Facing Chu Zheng, like an old friend reuniting after a long separation, he cupped his hands with a smile and greeted:

"Daoist Zheng Chu, long time no see."

This greeting was like cold water thrown into hot oil, instantly erupting throughout the Star Domain.

"Tianji! Are you crazy?! Come back!"

"You scoundrel! What are you doing?! Get back here!"

Within the Yun Family's ranks, several elders with white hair and beards, their auras formidable, turned pale with shock, as if their souls had flown out in fright, unable to resist roaring and reprimanding him, their voices almost breaking.

Chu Zheng had almost offended the entire Ten Great Ancient Clans, such terrifying and colossal forces!

Even though the Yun Family's Ancient Ancestor was still in existence, and the family's heritage was robust, they could not possibly afford to incur the wrath of all ten Ancient Clans. Yun Tianji's current actions were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, placing not only himself in extreme danger but also implicating all the Yun Family disciples about to enter the Heaven Burial Palace.

It might even push the entire Yun Family to the forefront of the storm!

However, to the roars of the clan elders behind him, Yun Tianji acted as if he heard nothing.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile tinged with some mockery, his gaze still calmly fixed on Chu Zheng, as if all the surrounding clamor and threats had nothing to do with him.

He didn't lower his voice, and his words clearly reached the ears of many Cultivators:

"After entering the Heaven Burial Palace, dangers will abound. If convenient, I hope Daoist Friend can look out for me."

With these words, not only were the Yun Family elders stunned, but Cultivators from other factions were also completely dumbfounded.

This was unmistakably an alliance with Zheng Chu.

Before saying those words, the Yun Family still had room to maneuver, but now there was none at all.

Many living creatures' eyes fell upon the Yun Family.

Under everyone's gaze, a Yun Family elder stepped out of the crowd, his expression stern, and spoke coldly:

"Yun Tianji, from today onward, you are expelled from the Yun Family!"