Yu Ziqing used his hands and feet together, clinging to the surface of the teor, rapidly crawling into the large hole that King Xiang had opened.
He had the ti it took to burn one incense stick.
After the ti it took to burn one incense stick, the teor would begin to burn, and the accumulated power would fully erupt.
Yu Ziqing rushed into the deepest part of the hole and discovered the inner material was very soft, while only so hard ice was wrapped around the outside.
He didn't use any tools but dug with his bare hands, his hands blurring into a flurry of motion as he loaded the soil into one storage bag after another.
Everything he encountered, he simply bagged first.
His speed increased as he moved toward the center, and when he finally reached the core, he began to encounter so hard tallic materials. He kept digging and kept looting.
Gradually, the core of the teor, which was more than ten miles in size, beca hollow. At that mont, Yu Ziqing took out a shovel, and with the power of his qi-blood, the shovel elongated into a hundred-zhang length. Gripping the thick handle, each scoop he took seed as though he was excavating a small mountain.
One storage bag after another was filled.
After half the duration of incense burning, the storage bags alone could pile up into a small mountain.
Unfortunately, Yu Ziqing didn't have many possessions; he only possessed many storage items.
All the storage bags were temporarily stored inside a special orifice used for holding items.
When the teor was hollowed out for the most part, it was almost crossing the threshold.
The accumulated power was too much for the hollow teor to withstand.
The teor began to collapse inward, and Yu Ziqing packed up his shovel, continuously grabbing large pieces of debris and stowing them away.
As he collected and stowed, and seeing the collapse accelerating, Yu Ziqing sighed inwardly, knowing it was ti to leave.
If he didn't leave now, he would be crushed to death in the collapse and fall to the ground with it. With that falling speed, he might not be able to survive.
Following the fissures, Yu Ziqing rushed out of the teor.
He propelled himself off the surface of the teor, his figure blurring into a streak, rushing towards King Xiang who was awaiting in the distance.
As Yu Ziqing flew out, the hollow teor began to collapse completely, its thick ice shell continuously shattering.
Before even reaching the Gang Wind Layer, the teor already shrank to about two to three miles in size, mostly consisting of the outer shell of hardened ice.
"Let's go."
Erging from the Gang Wind Layer, Yu Ziqing watched the flas that lit up the sky along with the long tail, and followed the direction where the teor fell.
By the ti that teor ca out of the Gang Wind Layer, it had shrunk to about a dozen or so zhang in size.
After Xu Yang briefly intervened and redirected the teor's falling trajectory,
by the ti it landed, it was only about a zhang in size.
A loud boom resounded about thirty miles outside Jiayin City; the earth trembled slightly for a mont before returning to normal.
Yu Ziqing descended from mid-air, looking at the hundreds of zhang wide crater on the ground, and landed at the bottom of the pit, collecting the last remaining piece that was still emitting heat.
This ti, he likely didn't waste anything.
Xu Yang flew in from afar, surveying the large pit on the ground with a trace of a smile on his face, and paid a respectful salute to Yu Ziqing.
"Thank you."
"You're welco."
Yu Ziqing looked towards the horizon, which was already beginning to retract, took out the Big Seal, and with a thought, sent King Xiang away.
He didn't return King Xiang to the Void where An History Book was located; he simply sent him away directly.
King Xiang, sensing that type of force, did not resist. His figure vanished in an instant.
Returning to the darkness of the cave, King Xiang looked at the rune on the stone wall, not seeing Yu Ziqing erge. He paused for a mont and flew up.
He didn't ask why Yu Ziqing didn't co out, whether there was anything else he needed to do. It didn't matter.
Because he also didn't want to get too involved with Dadui's matters; indeed, there were things he didn't even want to know about.
In his youth, he had seen a book in the court of Dazhen, where he first learned the na "Dadui Divine Dynasty."
At that ti, his father had admonished him that given his status, he must forget these four words and must not explore further, as that was the path to disaster.
King Xiang's greatest strength was his sensibility and willingness to take advice.
Thus, he didn't care what Yu Ziqing hadn't told him. He didn't want to know; if Yu Ziqing hadn't told him, it was definitely not suitable for him to know.
King Xiang stood on the edge of the cave, surveyed the area, then checked the arrangents at the entrance of the cave to confirm everything was in order. Then, he quietly waited at the edge of the cave.
Within that Sealing,
Xu Yang looked at the Big Seal in Yu Ziqing's hand and at the world rolling inwards, his expression complex.
Yu Ziqing approached him and spoke lightly,
"I know what you want to ask. I have already answered Mu Shouchang, the County Magistrate of Dinghai City before, but now I can tell you again.
I am not from Dadui, that's true, but I have already resolved several disasters listed in An History Book.
And since you are not here anymore, don't worry about whether Dadui still exists or not. You've done what you needed to do.
That teor couldn't have been stopped by you, not by any Ninth Tier Qi Refining cultivator."
"Qi Refining cultivator?" Xu Yang caught on to a key phrase, his eyes suddenly flashing a startling brilliance, "You're not a Qi Refining cultivator!"
"I am a Body Cultivation cultivator; I have never practiced Qi Refinent."
"Hahaha, Body Cultivation, Body Cultivation..." Xu Yang's laughter echoed, and everything around them collapsed, finally turning into that page of the book.
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