Emperor Yuan suddenly became anxious, if Yang Feng entered other interfaces from a certain spatial rift, then he would really be beyond his reach. It's also much easier to find a needle in a haystack than to search through endless spatial cracks like this.

No matter how powerful Emperor Yuan Ji was, before he entered the Dao Realm, he would not be able to extend his divine consciousness to every corner of it through the spatial cracks, and once most of the spatial cracks entered, it would be difficult to come out of the original entrance.

"Damn!" Emperor Yuan waved towards the void in the distance with some annoyance, and the powerful Yuan Force bombarded out, and the entrance of a spatial crack was forced to several times the original size.

"Not good!" Emperor Yuan looked anxious, and immediately began to carefully inspect every spatial crack in the surrounding space one by one, most of them he ignored after checking them, but some of the cracks he began to pinch and cast spells after carefully probing with his divine sense, and used his powerful magic power to repair the spatial cracks again.

As if he had completely forgotten about finding Yang Feng, Emperor Yuan was doing the work of inspecting the cracks in the ruins and repairing some of them.

It was not an easy thing to repair a spatial crack, almost every spatial crack Yuan Emperor had to spend a lot of true yuan and several hours to repair it, and half a year had passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, Emperor Yuan Ji inspected many spatial cracks, but he could never find any trace of Yang Feng.

Emperor Yuan seemed to have accepted the fact that Yang Feng had fled into other interfaces, but he had never personally entered any of the spatial rifts to explore or track, and repairing the spatial rifts was more prevalent than finding Yang Feng's whereabouts.

The entire ruin space is vast, and although Emperor Yuan's divine sense is very powerful, he has to search for each spatial crack in detail, which is tantamount to moving mountains by a foolish man. Soon, three years passed in a flash, and he was still looking for some "problematic" spatial cracks to repair, and he didn't continue to track down Yang Feng's whereabouts at all.

It was hard to imagine that Emperor Yuan, who had been determined to win Yang Feng at the beginning, would suddenly give up his efforts to find the other party and go all out to do such a time-consuming and labor-intensive project as repairing the spatial cracks. In fact, only the strength of Emperor Yuan was able to barely repair a spatial rift, and other people would not have the ability to do so even if they had the heart.

Time flies, and this is already the twenty-fifth year that Emperor Yuan has repaired the spatial rift in the relic space.

In the first few years, many people had gathered at the entrance of the passage between the ruin space and the immortal realm and the Taiyi holy domain to explore the situation inside with their divine senses, and there were even some daring immortal saints who ventured into the ruin space in order to seek opportunities. Soon, the news that the ruin space could only enter but not exit quickly spread throughout the fairy realm and the sacred domain, which made the originally imminent crowd finally have some restraint, but there are still people who continue to forcibly enter the relic space for the sake of chance. By the fifth year, the crowded scene outside the ruin space and the passages was gone, and there were almost no other people trying to enter it except for the relatives and friends of those who had entered the ruin space in the first place.

By the twentieth year, the people who had been waiting outside the passage had gradually dispersed, and there had been no news of them for so many years, and the hope of survival was quite slim. The relic space has also become a Jedi that makes all cultivators talk about it.

On this day, a woman in yellow with a beautiful and vulgar face suddenly appeared outside the passage between the Taiyi Sacred Domain and the ruin space, her body was not charming, her breath was peaceful, and she didn't have much deep Dao cultivation at a glance, but she flew straight from the passage to the ruin space that was already a mortal place in the eyes of everyone.

"Fellow Daoists, it's already dead inside!" The two Nirvana Realm Immortal Saints with quite young faces hurriedly snatched out and wanted to stop the woman in yellow, it was really a pity that such a beautiful female cultivator would rush in and send her to death so rashly.

One of these two people was a cultivator in the late stage of the Nirvana Realm, and the other was at the peak of the Nirvana Realm, but the woman in yellow didn't even raise her hand, and the two of them flew back involuntarily.

"Thank you two for your kindness, my Daoist companion is inside, as long as you are with him, what if you are in the place of death?" The words of the woman in yellow echoed in the air, and her figure had already entered the ruin space.

Emperor Yuanji, who was persevering in repairing the spatial crack in the relic space, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.

"What a powerful luck!" Emperor Yuan muttered to himself, if there was anything that could divert his attention from the obsession of repairing the cracks in the space at this time, it would be the Chosen One with strong luck.

The luck of this woman in yellow who had just entered the ruin space was even greater than Chu Zhaoyan, only inferior to the inhuman Yang Feng. Emperor Yuan thought to himself that although he couldn't find Yang Feng, if he got the luck of this woman, he still had a great chance to break through to the Dao realm. He has been waiting for so many years, and even sacrificed a few of his best friends, just to wait for this moment to come?

The woman in yellow is Song Lingman.

On that day, she was favored by the "Creation Yuan Zhu" in the Creation Palace, absorbed a large amount of Creation Qi, and her cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds, and even when she entered the Emperor Realm, she was awarded the title of "Creation Empress", which is a more powerful title than Yang Feng's "Infinite Immortal Emperor".

Song Lingman was bent on improving his cultivation, but fortunately, Yang Feng could help one or two when he was facing the enemy, and it was rare to encounter such a big opportunity, so he selflessly cultivated.

The "Creation Yuan Bead" is a chaotic treasure with the early rule power of the twelfth level, and the "Creation Qi" emitted from it is not trivial, it is only inferior to the "Chaos Qi" in the same kind of existence, if the average monk can get a small wisp of "Creation Qi", it is a great opportunity, and Song Lingman has absorbed more than thousands of wisps of Creation Qi over the years, it is as easy as breathing air to obtain through the "Creation Yuan Bead", which makes her cultivation quickly break through the Immortal Saint Realm.

No one like Song Lingman, who was personally bathed in the nourishment of the endless "Creation Qi", would never have believed that Song Lingman's cultivation would have such an amazing transformation in such a short period of several decades, she had not only entered the third step of the Immortal Saint at this time, but also successfully survived the fifth decline of heaven and man, and her cultivation had reached the ninth layer of the Eternal Realm, only one step away from the peak of the Eternal Realm.

A huge palm grabbed Song Lingman from the air, and Emperor Yuan was determined to achieve the grand luck on Song Lingman's body.