Li Qingming looked at the ruins of "Tongue-pulling City" and finally swept away the pent-up rage in his heart. However, his face then turned bitter; having slaughtered every living being in this first layer of space, who could guide him now?
Shaking his head, Li Qingming leaped up and thought to himself, "I'll have to use the old method."
He released his Primordial Spirit again, and the power of his Primordial Spirit surged over Tongue-pulling City, scouring every inch of the first layer of space.
In just the time it takes for a cup of tea to brew, a rock wall on the extreme southern edge attracted Li Qingming's attention.
At the very bottom of the rock wall was a tiny hole, the size of a needle's eye, continuously spouting faint streams of Sharp Gold Qi.
Li Qingming watched for a long while, a relieved smile appearing on his face, "Found it, I have finally found it!" He then performed a Seal Technique, and a bolt of Yuqing Divine Thunder struck the rock wall in a test.
"Boom!"