Whoosh~!
During Qin Yang and the others' cultivation, the Profound Black Spaceship sailed across the sky, relentlessly heading toward the outer continent of the Central Continent Domain—Purple Cloud Continent day and night.
A month had already passed since they departed from Qingshui City.
On this day, the spaceship finally entered the boundary between the Purple Maple Domain and the Purple Cloud Continent—the Canglin Realm.
At this moment, within the space of the Demon Refining Pot.
A voice full of delight echoed.
"The Myriad Beasts Seal has finally borne some fruit."
Qin Yang's face held an unmistakable expression of joy.
In the center of his palm, a delicate Star Mark gleamed brightly, and within that light was a thick Nine-Colored Spiritual Power.
This Star Mark was the "Myriad Beasts Seal."
Now, the Myriad Beasts Seal that Qin Yang had condensed was quite stable; as long as Qin Yang didn't want it to disappear, it wouldn't vanish.
