Once the news gets out that only he and Yun Tianji survived and left the Heaven Burial Palace, it will undoubtedly cause a huge uproar. Yun Tianji has the Immortal Court behind him, but he has nothing. At that time, it is likely that all the Ancient Clans will unite at any cost to target or hunt him down. However, Chu Zheng no longer had the slightest worry about this. He already possessed a third of the Heavenly Power Fragment, and his control over Heavenly Fate was far superior now. With a slight movement of his mind, his aura could vanish completely. Even if an Ancient Ancestor level expert came in person now, it would be impossible to trace his whereabouts. This was already the embryonic form of the Heaven Concealing Technique he obtained from the Dao Seed in future generations. The battlefield before them was vast beyond measure, with broken Stars, floating corpses, and scattered treasures visible everywhere. The two spent several months, like searching for a needle in a haystack, to locate all valuable Storage Magic Treasures and Broken Divine Weapons. These peerless talents indeed seem overwhelmingly fortunate, and the accumulated resources they harvested could easily form a top-tier influential force, with piles of Immortal Jade stacked like mountains. After careful selection, Yun Tianji took only a small portion of the resources related to the Immortal Path, ones that were relatively clean in origin, and pushed the vast majority to Chu Zheng. "Behind me is the Immortal Court, the Xu Family and Feng Family are still there, so resources are not scarce, and these things..." Yun Tianji pointed to those treasures gleaming with the unique emblems of various Ancient Clans, shaking his head slightly: "In my hands, they’re a hot potato, a path to death." Chu Zheng glanced at him, said nothing more, and accepted them calmly, knowing that Yun Tianji was speaking the truth. These items mostly carried very obvious traces of various Ancient Clans, offering no benefit to Yun Tianji after leaving the Heaven Burial Palace, only trouble. During the battlefield cleanup, Yun Tianji had proposed, with a serious expression, the idea of becoming sworn brothers, but Chu Zheng refused. The reasons were complex, involving time-space causality and the proper course he had to follow, something he couldn’t explain to Yun Tianji. Sometimes, it’s better not to complicate matters further. Yun Tianji was somewhat puzzled and disappointed but ultimately did not press the issue, believing that Chu Zheng must have profound reasons. After that, Chu Zheng found a relatively intact broken Great Realm, set up a Spirit Gathering Array, and began his seclusion. He absorbed the pure Yuan Qi that he had plundered, not yet dissipated, into his body like a massive whale drawing water, slowly refining and compressing them into Qi Pills, temporarily storing them in his Dantian. Currently, his cultivation was suppressed by the rules of Heaven Burial Palace, unable to break into Mysterious Immortal, but once he left, these Qi Pills would save him much hardship. In the blink of an eye, three years passed. The entire Heaven Burial Palace plunged into eternal silence, with not the slightest ripple remaining. All the bloody massacres and waves of Heavenly Fate had settled, leaving only emptiness. During these three years, Chu Zheng gathered the relatively intact corpses of various clan prodigies wherever he could find them and buried them in one long-dead Great Realm, erecting a nameless monument forest. Though knowing that under current Universal Laws, the dead would eventually return to the Universe, rarely finding true peace, he still did so, marking an end to his journey in the Heaven Burial Palace. Years of peaceful and silent time flowed by again. During this period, both Chu Zheng and Yun Tianji wandered throughout the Heaven Burial Palace, trying their luck to see if they could obtain any Heavenly Fate opportunities. But they gained nothing from start to finish. Until one day, the ever-dead Void finally rippled with the unique fluctuations of the Space Law. A Teleportation Light Gate began to appear faintly in the starry sky, slowly materializing. The Heaven Burial Palace was about to open once more. "We’re getting out." Yun Tianji stood up and looked at Chu Zheng. This update ıs available on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩 Chu Zheng also opened his eyes from meditation, his aura harmonious and restrained, unfathomable. "Till we meet again." Yun Tianji cupped his hands solemnly, his expression complex and grave. After this encounter, the relationship between the two had become somewhat subtle. Chu Zheng raised his hand and calmly returned the gesture: "Take care." With those words, both focused their vigilance, waiting for the descent of the Teleportation Gate, prepared for any unforeseen events that might arise at any moment. Outside the Heaven Burial Palace, in the boundless starry sky. Less than a decade had passed, and that towering, seemingly time-worn palace gate once again emitted a low rumbling, slowly opening a crevice. This duration is considered extremely short in the historical records of Heaven Burial Palace openings, causing some surprise among the Ancient Clan powerhouses who have been waiting outside. Soon, numerous formidable Divine Senses traversed the starry sky to this location, manifesting deep and profound projections, the weakest being of Ninth Order Perfect level. They came from various Ancient Clans, their gaze fixed intently on the slowly opening giant gate. The mottled ancient patterns on the giant gate lit up one by one, flowing with the aura of timeless vicissitudes, and inside the gate was a deep, swirling vortex of chaos, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation. The first to emerge from that vortex was a pitch-black stream of light, moving almost beyond the limits of Divine Sense’s capture. It paused not even a moment, even ignored the many Great Powers gathered at the gate, tearing through the starry sky in an instant, vanishing into the depths of the vast universe. Many ancient existences were not surprised by this sight. The random teleportation within the Heaven Burial Palace has always been ; most of the living creatures that emerge are thrown across the universe, having to rely on the bloodline or Divine Soul marks left by their clans to slowly find and recall them.