The Immortal Dynasty Jade Seal brought a pleasant surprise to Chen Nan. Although only the Immortal Hall and Spirit Medicine Garden remained, he was already very satisfied.

After a little tidying up in the Spirit Medicine Garden, it became an excellent spirit field, even the Xuanyuan Immortal Embryo Fruit Tree was still standing.

"If only there were an array to accelerate time flow, the spiritual medicines in the garden could grow faster," Chen Nan fantasized cheerfully.

After withdrawing his Divine Soul Power, he moved with a thought, and entered the Immortal Palace Space, while the stone statue guarding the Immortal Hall still stood outside.

This stone statue now belonged to Chen Nan. He could even control it to fight, but unfortunately, the spiritual energy inside the statue was almost exhausted, its power equivalent to a Fifth or Sixth-Layer Golden Core Realm cultivator.

Of little help to him.

Now, after the collapse, the Immortal Palace Space had completely stabilized, no longer collapsing due to cultivation constraints.

Upon entering the Immortal Hall, everything appeared as before, with the throne still high above, except the person who once sat there was gone.

Chen Nan sighed, removing everything from him except some commonly used items, finding nothing safer than storing them in the Immortal Palace Space.

Then, like an old farmer, he used the Sword Chenyuan as a sickle to clean the Spirit Medicine Garden in front of the Immortal Hall, clearing all the thorny brush and weeds.

In the end, only the solitary Immortal Embryo Fruit Tree remained in the spirit field.

"Not bad, not bad, it wasn't in vain."

Chen Nan felt content with the spiritual energy contained within the soil of the spirit field, and even replanted some complete spiritual medicines back into the Spirit Medicine Garden.

The grade of this Spirit Medicine Garden was high, as it had once been the Immortal Dynasty's Spirit Medicine Garden. He wanted to see if the garden could continue growing those spiritual medicines.

After completing all this, Chen Nan left the Immortal Palace Space, inhaled, and the Jade Seal rapidly shrank and flew into his mouth, ultimately entering his Dantian.

Below the Jianmu, a Jade Seal appeared.

...

Seventy miles outside Golden Sun Island, Jiang Han and Wen Ling led several cultivators in besieging the Sea Beast, Poison Pattern Clam.

The Poison Pattern Clam was a massive shell over three zhangs long and wide, with black and purple patterns on the shell, appearing quite strange.

Jiang Han's expression was icy, as mana surged within her body, instantaneously condensing sharp ice spikes around her, piercing through the air with howling speed.

The sea surface was instantly frozen, with frigid air spreading, while the Poison Pattern Clam swiftly shut its shell, "clang, clang," as the ice spikes collided and shattered on its surface.

Even the sharp ice spikes left not a trace on the shell.

"Vine Dragon!"

Wen Ling also appeared grave, shouting as green vines rapidly grew from her body, wrapping around to form a green vine dragon at her side.

The vine dragon roared, violently charging towards the Poison Pattern Clam below, yet the clam remained motionless with its shell tightly shut.

With a loud boom, the vine dragon crashed into the shell, its formidable power shattering the frozen surface, yet the clam's shell remained unscathed.

The other cultivators also unleashed their magic, but to the Poison Pattern Clam, it felt like they were just scratching an itch.

Wen Ling sighed lightly, "We're still too weak; trying to subdue the Poison Pattern Clam is beyond us, we should retreat first."

Thanks to the cultivation resources Chen Nan left them, Jiang Han and Wen Ling's cultivation advanced rapidly, now being First-Layer Golden Core Realm cultivators, truly thriving from their accumulated efforts.

But the resources left by Chen Nan would eventually deplete, prompting Jiang Han and Wen Ling to hunt sea beasts to exchange for cultivation resources.

Their previous targets were merely Foundation Establishment Realm sea beasts, thus always succeeding, but this time they greedily aimed to hunt a First-Layer Golden Core Realm Poison Pattern Clam.

Facing the Poison Pattern Clam for real, they realized their earlier success against sea beasts owed much to their cultivation edge.

When matched with demon beasts of the same realm, they were no match at all.

Despite wanting to leave, the enraged Poison Pattern Clam wouldn't let them. It opened its shell and suddenly expelled a massive fog of purple poison, sweeping across menacingly.

Even the sea water tainted by the poisonous fog bubbled with purple froth.

"Be cautious, retreat quickly!"

Wen Ling's expression turned serious, instantly releasing a green glow like a shield, covering the other female cultivators, and as the poisonous fog landed on it, a large hole was quickly corroded.

"Vile beast, die!"

Witnessing this, Jiang Han formed hand seals, icy air poured out, creating an ice wall that blocked the spread of the poisonous fog barely.

Then, a longsword emitting a chill flew from her waist, the cold air congealing immediately, transforming the flying sword into a gigantic ice bird, swiftly diving into the poisonous fog.

Upon contact, the ice bird emitted a sizzling corrosive noise, making one's scalp tingle with fear. Once it broke through the fog, its wings were already eroded away.

The bird cried sharply, and as its mouth flashed with cold light, the flying sword erupted forward, aiming directly for the clam's open mouth.

Although the clamshell's defense was formidable, its inner parts were quite fragile, a successful hit would certainly cause injury.

Yet Jiang Han underestimated the Poison Pattern Clam. Just before the flying sword could pierce the clam's mouth, the shells clamped shut with a heavy thud, trapping the sword in between, immobilized.

Moreover, Jiang Han sensed the spiritual essence of the flying sword rapidly diminishing, as the Poison Pattern Clam's venom was difficult even for the Seventh Grade Spiritual Artifact to resist.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Han's expression betrayed a trace of reluctance, for the flying sword was her favorite, but she realized the Poison Pattern Clam posed too great a danger, risking many lives just for a sword was unwise.

Just as she turned to leave, a poison arrow swiftly assaulted from behind, moving as fast as lightning.

"Senior Sister, dodge quickly!"

Wen Ling widened her eyes in alarm, urgently reminding, while fervently urging the vines growing from her to shield Jiang Han.

By the time Jiang Han sensed it, it was too late to evade, she could only twist her body to avoid vital points as much as possible.

With a thud, the poison arrow pierced her flesh, the wound instantly turning pitch black, and Jiang Han felt dizzy, her body swayed, almost tumbling into the sea below.

The Poison Pattern Clam reopened its shell, launching another poison arrow targeting the female cultivators still at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Leave here quickly!"

Wen Ling's heart filled with urgency, releasing a vine that struck the poison arrow like a sharp spike.

A faint smile appeared on her face, feeling somewhat relieved, but unexpectedly, as the poison arrow broke, it erupted into a cloud of poison.

In mere moments, several female cultivators were enveloped in the poisonous cloud, and within moments they plummeted from mid-air.