Jun Changxiao, who was at Eternal Sect, received the message Su Xiaomo sent and expressed understanding about him releasing his Martial King cultivation.

Li Luoqiu said: “At this rate, Little Mu might actually become an elder.”

“That depends on his own ability,” Jun Changxiao said. “Leave internal sect affairs temporarily in your hands. This seat is going to the Planar Battlefield.”

“Mm.”

Li Luoqiu was already used to it.

Jun Changxiao entered Xingyun Continent’s stronghold and began considering how to develop it to city scale within six months.

“I can only continue using the Treasure Seeker to search for opportunities.”

This was the fastest method. After all, finding one would increase the area by ten thousand square meters.

“Qingyang.”

Jun Changxiao said: “I’ve already contacted Lingyuan Continent. They’ll send people to spar in a few days. You’ll be responsible for organizing disciples then.”

Finding people to fight on the battlefield was difficult, so he could only invite planes with gradually established friendly relationships to let disciples gain combat experience.

After making proper arrangements, Jun Changxiao flew out of the stronghold, brought out the Treasure Seeker and activated it. The light points displayed on the compass were scattered, apparently almost completely picked clean by him.

“Could such a huge Planar Battlefield really only hide that few opportunities?”

System: “…”

With this kind of cheat-like treasure finder, even if tens of thousands were placed inside, they couldn’t withstand your endless searching!

…

“Boom!”

In a certain area, an array formation hidden in deep space was broken. A stone door opened. Jun Changxiao drilled inside and emerged shortly after, extremely pleased.

The opportunity hidden inside was a wordless stone stele.

Although he didn’t know its use, judging from the material, it should be a rare mineral that might prove useful in the future.

Actually, while he was looting opportunities, he encountered many similar ones that he didn’t know how to use, but adhering to the principle of not leaving treasure mountains empty-handed, he took them all.

“In this area, two more remain.”

Jun Changxiao glanced at the Treasure Seeker’s positioning, then flew over.

For several consecutive days.

Many more opportunities were successively raided.

The various warriors living on Floating Mountain were confused, because every time they woke up, they discovered the stronghold had expanded considerably compared to yesterday!

“How is this done?”

“Could it be Sect Master Jun kills many people every day?”

They only knew the stronghold area increased by killing people. To expand this much at once—how many people would need to be killed!

…

“Big Brother, I… I’m a bit nervous!”

Deep in a valley somewhere on the battlefield, a warrior hidden in the shadows spoke with a slightly trembling voice. Beside him stood over ten warriors who, from their attire, appeared to be from the same plane.

“Smack!”

The middle-aged man standing at the front backhanded a slap to the speaker’s forehead, scolding: “Look at your pathetic showing.”

“Big Brother, we didn’t get permission and secretly infiltrated the Planar Battlefield. If this is discovered, we’ll definitely be in trouble,” someone transmitted.

“Wealth comes from taking risks. As long as we find the opportunity our predecessor discovered, all our efforts will be worth it!” the man called Big Brother said seriously.

They came from Qingluan Continent. Their predecessor had once entered the Planar Battlefield and found an opportunity through some method, but lacking the ability to obtain it, passed it down to later generations.

Qingluan Continent sent forces to station there every five years. For other warriors to enter, they needed approval; otherwise, no one could trespass.

The faction these warriors belonged to would need dozens of years to take their turn, so they couldn’t wait and could only secretly come up, hoping to find the opportunity their predecessor discovered to strengthen themselves.

“Big Brother!”

Just then, a warrior on lookout outside the valley transmitted: “Several planar warriors are flying over!”

“What’s their strength?”

“Looks like they’re only at Yellow rank.”

Just then, several streams of light flew from the distance, then hovered above the valley, looking down at the group of Qingluan Continent warriors below.

“Discovered?”

The leader sneered coldly, waving his hand to signal his companions to charge up.

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

In an instant, over ten people from Qingluan Continent flew up, surrounding the four warriors who appeared.

“Junior Brother Ye, we’ve encountered trouble.”

“Trash.”

The speakers were Xiao Zui Ji and Ye Xingchen. The other two were He Wudi and Zilin Demon King.

When Jun Changxiao searched for opportunities, they weren’t idle either, wandering aimlessly around the battlefield hoping to find opponents for a good fight.

The Qingluan Continent leader flew up coolly: “Daring to fly around so brazenly—you four have quite the guts.”

Xiao Zui Ji said: “Surrounding us—what does this mean?”

The leader smiled coldly: “Taking your lives!”

“Taking lives?”

Zilin Demon King folded his arms arrogantly: “Are you serious?”

Having wandered the battlefield for so long, encountering planar warriors who didn’t flee with their heads covered—now suddenly being blocked with threats to their lives was quite unexpected.

“Hall Master Zi.”

Xiao Zui Ji said excitedly: “Leave these people to us!”

Rarely encountering warriors who dared challenge them—they definitely needed a good fight!

“Clang!”

Ye Xingchen, a man of few words and harsh actions, sacrificed the True Yang Sword and attacked first, his eyes filled with disdain from start to finish.

“Kill them!”

The leader waved his hand.

Besides the purple-haired guy who seemed capable, the other three were at most Yellow rank—dealing with them would definitely be easy as pie!

While he was considering this, Ye Xingchen’s cold and fierce sword energy tore through the void and struck down, instantly taking the head of a Qingluan Continent warrior!

When the blood splattered, when the head and body fell, the leader and his companions were dumbfounded.

“Die, trash!”

Ye Xingchen rotated his wrist. The one-word fast form of the Piercing Sword Divine Art instantly shook out, transforming into countless sword shadows that shocked the Qingluan Continent warriors into pale terror.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

“Clang—”

The True Yang Sword returned to its sheath. The three warriors hovering in front were instantly dismembered.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

Just then, the leader erupted with furious energy and attacked from the side, his Mystic rank strength clearly displayed!

He Wudi quickly rushed forward, both fists striking through the void, creating an overwhelming momentum that instantly broke through that killing energy.

Ye Xingchen saw this and furrowed his brows slightly.

This guy surnamed He had become even stronger than before. To surpass him would probably require a very long time.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

On the other side, Xiao Zui Ji erupted with deep spiritual energy and was already fighting two Yellow rank warriors. Due to his extremely high physical strength, he completely ignored his opponents’ attacks and charged forward recklessly!

“Big Brother, these people are somewhat strong. Let’s retreat!”

“Retreat!”

The leader saw the situation turning unfavorable and hurriedly led his companions to leave.

But just as they were about to fly away, earth walls appeared out of nowhere, sealing off this area.

“Everyone.”

Xiao Zui Ji shook his head with a smile: “Not accompanying us for a satisfying fight—how can you leave?”

“…”

The mouths of Qingluan Continent warriors twitched violently.

At that moment, looking at these people again, they discovered their bodies had all turned black with red eyes, like demons emerging from hell!

…

Half an hour later.

The leader and over ten Qingluan Continent warriors lay painfully on the ground.

As for the spatial rings worn on their fingers and tucked in their waists, they had all been looted by Xiao Zui Ji and the others.

“Big… Big Brother…”

“Our things were stolen by them… how do we find the opportunity…”

“Find… find what damn opportunity… being able to survive now is already quite good…”

…

Xingyun Continent stronghold.

Jun Changxiao had returned after finding two opportunities.

Having just sat down in the main hall chair, Xiao Zui Ji came to see him, holding a yellowed sheepskin scroll: “Sect Master, is this a treasure map?”

Jun Gou Sheng waved his hand and summoned the sheepskin scroll over, discovering extremely complex terrain sketched on it.

“Correct.”

“It’s a treasure map.”