As Xue Lanying poured her Qi into Qin Song's wounded body, a sense of horror couldn't help but emerge inside of her mind.

'How in the world is he living right now? and how is he able to display so much strength even like this?' thought Xue Lanying as she felt the state of Qin Song's body.

Unlike what Xue Lanying expected, Qin Song's body is not actually much stronger than that of other mortals, being only somewhat better, not being in the same realm as cultivators.

And right now, Qin Song was in an even worse state, as Qi Jianyu's punch had shattered most of his major organs.

Thankfully though, as Qin Song only had a mortal body, the healing process went much more smoothly than Xue Lanying first expected.

After making sure to stabilize Qin Song's condition, Xue Lanying was able to quickly heal all of the latter's organs one by one.

In only around half an hour, Qin Song was fully healed, causing him to open his eyes and get up from the ground.

"You can go get what you need," said Qin Song as he began walking towards where the four graves used to be.

Although the fight between him and Qi Jianyu did not cause much damage to their surroundings, the graves, which were the closest thing to them were still completely destroyed.

As Qin Song stared at the ground where the graves used to be, a sigh then escaped his mouth, and then, a moment later, Qin Song began walking away.

For some reason, after seeing this scene, Xue Lanying, who was looting the bodies of her former comrades couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

'Going back to the sect with senior brother dead would be a death sentence,' thought Xue Lanying as she began silently following Qin Song.

Qin Song walked on and on, not stopping anywhere and for anything.

Right now, Qin Song no longer ate, slept or drank water, merely walking along.

Hours turned into days, days into years, and in but a moment over a hundred years had passed since Qin Song had begun walking.

Occasionally, Qin Song and Xue Lanying would meet cultivators.

Whilst most cultivators ignored the two, all the others ended up the same, dead.

In the beginning, Qin Song occasionally struggled killing the cultivators, but by the end of his one-hundred-year journey, anything that entered his path was immediately cut down.

As such, on one fateful day, after over one hundred years of walking, Qin Song finally stopped and sat down, feeling the warmth of the land around him.

Unlike the place he was born in, this land was warm and peacefull, the moment Qin Song took just one step, the temperature rose at least several degrees, at the same time, the nearly omnipresent snow on the ground disappeared as well.

Seeing this, a somewhat shocked expression appeared on Xue Lanying's face as she looked at Qin Song.

Even so, even right now, Xue Lanying did not say anything, merely sitting down some distance away as well, letting the silence continue.

In this way, three whole years, passed in silence, giving Xue Lanying enough time to digest her newly acquired gains.

'This walk was weirdly useful to my control of my soul,' thought Xue Lanying, when she suddenly noticed that Qin Song had opened his eyes and was staring in the direction they had come from.

Suddenly, the horizon disappeared, and a straight line appeared only a few dozen meters away from Qin Song.

Anything beyond this one particular, everything was gone, leaving only an empty void.

The snow region had been fully annihilated from existence.

Ignoring the extremely shocked expression which had appeared on Xue Lanying's face, Qin Song merely stared in the distance, some emotion appearing on his face for the first time in over a century.

Anger

A century ago, Qin Song felt anger at the destruction of the graves of his parents and grandparents, and right now, once again, Qin Song felt anger.

Right now, Qin Song's fingers dug deeper and deeper into the axe which he had held in his hands for over a century, nearly fusing with the wood as his blood flowed onto the axe, fusing into it, giving it life.

At this moment the axe began shaking as well.

It was angry.

...

Outside of the Three Thousand Regions.

Over a hundred cultivators were gathered in around five void ships, staring at the scene in front of them.

"What do you think this is, do you think this is an insect beast transforming?" asked Cai Xia as she stared at the enourmous golden cacoon, which was almost half the size of an entire region.

It had taken the five void ships over a year to manage to travel around the cacoon, measuring it's size.

Hearing that, Jiang Shen shook his head.

"If it was an insect, it would have long since ascended to the Upper Realm, I can't think of anything which would reach this size whilst still being a mortal," said Jiang Shen as he continued staring at the cacoon.

Right now, discussion was brewing around the five void ships, as the cultivators, the weakest of which were at the Minor Trancendance realm, began talking about what might be inside of this cacoon.

Suddenly, the golden cacoon disappeared, being replaced by an enourmous nearly white void.

A moment later, the void suddenly moved, from being in front of the void ships to below them.

Only right now, as the void was coming closer and closer to the void ships, did Jiang Shen's spiritual sense finally manage to make out what it actually was.

"A finger," mumbled Jiang Shen, causing some terror to appear on Cai Xia's face.

...

Staring at the tiny insignificant being, which she had just picked up on her finger, Xu Yue slightly smiled.

At the same time, Xu Yue used her other hand to touch the nine Pure Golden Stars which were present on her forehead.

At the moment, Xu Yue's height was about the length of half of a region, allowing her to clearly see the entirety of the Three Thousand Regions from up above.