# Chapter 1086: Yao Guang Splits Apart
This highland... has the pattern of a leaping dragon, the momentum of flying immortals... the sound of phoenix cries and karma. Rare in a thousand ages!
Mountain ranges converged, their ridges like the backs of dragons, as if they could leap up at any moment and soar through the nine heavens. Strange peaks rose together, resembling immortals taking flight, with clouds steaming and mists glowing. Green pines and emerald cypresses, strange rocks standing upright, silver waterfalls cascading down, emitting sounds like phoenix cries.
If someone were told that this magnificent terrain was a great tomb, no one would believe it. Even... observing the terrain here. A large black dog as sturdy as a bull, tongue hanging out and drooling, stared unceasingly at the inside.
There was also a dragon horse, its four hooves stamping, flames burning, head raised high as it circled the Yao Guang Holy Land, looking utterly unruly.
Another youth, with a bright and sunny disposition, followed behind them, surveying the scenery within the mountain gate.
It was Black Emperor, Dragon Horse, Ye Tong, and the others. They had come to scout the route, plotting against the Yao Guang Holy Land, staring at this "great tomb."
"Why isn't that tomb raider here yet? Didn't he speculate that in a few months at least, or half a year at most, the things in the imperial tomb would break out? We should make plans." Dragon Horse shook its mane.
They had formed a group and come to rob the great tomb beneath Yao Guang Holy Land, waiting for the unscrupulous Taoist Duan De. They were truly audacious beyond measure.
"I heard that Yao Guang King's true body isn't here, having long gone to the outer domains. He probably dodged a great calamity this time. Otherwise, if this place explodes, heaven knows what would happen." Black Emperor said.
They didn't dare get too close either. After all, this was a holy land, with ancient array marks laid within the mountains. Once activated, even if it wasn't a heaven-collapsing, tsunami-like event... Black Emperor would be at a loss.
"Building the path to immortality for a million autumns... Stars fall, moons wither, my heart is full of sorrow. Sleeping for ten thousand ages, an emperor falls. The Heavenly Court has collapsed, where can I roam?"
A desolate voice came, startling Black Emperor and Dragon Horse both into a shiver. Ye Tong was also greatly alarmed, searching for the source of the voice.
They saw an old man in a long robe and a bamboo hat walking over, his steps steady, moving along the river. He had a transcendent air, as if he didn't belong to the mortal world.
"What kind of person is this?" Dragon Horse asked, uncertain and alarmed.
"Rare indeed. Sleeping for a million years, I never thought that upon waking from a dream, I would encounter such excellent talent." This person stopped, looking through his bamboo hat... staring at Ye Tong, saying, "You have the same physique as a person I saw in the past."
To be honest, the sudden appearance of such a transcendent figure left people somewhat astonished and bewildered.
"Who was that person?" Ye Tong asked cautiously.
"Sun Saint Emperor." The newcomer replied calmly.
Ye Tong stumbled, and Dragon Horse also retreated a few steps. Who was this master? Speaking so grandly was truly shocking.
"Who are you? What is your background?" Black Emperor asked warily.
"I attained the Dao in the ancient times, slept for a million years, my home beneath this great tomb. I never thought that now an immortal holy land would be built atop my tomb." The old man sighed long, lamenting the changes of time, the passage of ages, helpless in his heart.
Two passing cultivators heard this, their hairs standing on end, their bodies turning cold.
"A living ancestor..." Ye Tong and Dragon Horse looked at each other. This was too frightening. They had come precisely for the great tomb beneath Yao Guang.
Duan De had said that in a few months at least, or half a year at most, the things in the imperial tomb would break out. Could his words be coming true? Was it really that ancient?
Seeing a ghost in broad daylight, encountering a monster that should have been struck by lightning!
"The mortal world does not suit my heart. I raise the Dao but achieve nothing, tears streaming down. Sitting before the courtyard, sipping a light drink, I rise to find a million years have passed outside the window." The old man lamented sadly.
Ye Tong didn't believe it. Dragon Horse was also doubtful. Living for over a million years, sleeping through it, sealed in divine source? But according to his meaning, it didn't seem quite like that.
"Enough. Meeting today is fate. Kneel down, and I will grant you the opportunity for immortality." The old man sighed.
"What is your background?" Black Emperor bared its teeth.
"Building the path to immortality for a million years, the only immortal in the world. The Heavenly Court Emperor is my disciple, ten thousand ages but a single dream." The old man said.
"You've seen the Sun Saint Emperor?" Ye Tong said.
"I gave him some guidance."
"Why are you here?" Dragon Horse's body blazed with flames.
"The great tomb beneath Yao Guang Holy Land is my sleeping place. The Primordial Abyss is also my enlightenment ground. I am merely resting here." The old man said.
The two passing cultivators grew even more terrified, dizzy and disoriented, bewildered. They fell to their knees with a thud, begging him to take them as disciples.
"Skin him alive!" Black Emperor suddenly howled, opening its bloody maw and lunging forward.
"I'll stomp your lungs!" Dragon Horse also leaped, flames blazing beneath its hooves, fire surging.
Ye Tong also said nothing, following forward, circling behind to strike a sneak blow, wielding a large club aimed at the back of the old man's head.
The old man dodged Black Emperor's big black claws, evaded Dragon Horse's dragon hooves, and sidestepped Ye Tong's sneak attack, waving his hands repeatedly as he retreated over ten zhang.
"Poverty-stricken Daoist has arrived as promised." Duan De threw off his straw raincoat and bamboo hat, his face ruddy, clearly having lived well recently, his complexion quite good.
Beside him, the two passing cultivators looked embarrassed and frustrated. Duan De slapped each of them once, and they instantly forgot what had just happened, being teleported far away.
"Poverty-stricken Daoist obtained a secret treasure. How about it? Even with your heavenly eye, you couldn't see through it. What do you think if I transformed into an important figure of Yao Guang, could I swagger right in?" Duan De said.
He had been too cocky just now. Otherwise, his temperament and aura were indeed completely different from before, making it hard to guess his identity.
"This is a divine skin, very mysterious. It naturally makes people feel close, can confuse their minds, and has endless wonderful uses." Duan De said. This was a treasure he had just dug up.
Not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves coveting. Duan De, Black Emperor, and Dragon Horse were birds of a feather. They had been plotting for some time, wanting to rob the Yao Guang imperial tomb, and now they were officially scouting the location.
Inside Yao Guang Holy Land, the scenery was beautiful. Immortal qi shimmered, ten thousand strands of light interweaving and spreading, auspicious and extraordinary.
No one knew how many years the ancient trees had grown. Mountains and rocks rose together, spiritual springs gurgled, auspicious beasts appeared and disappeared. This place was both magnificent and majestic.
Ye Fan circled around, just missing Black Emperor and the others, not encountering them. Because this highland was very vast, with Yao Guang occupying the center and large uninhabited areas beyond.
For several days he did not leave, while the others plotting against Yao Guang were also not idle, acting intensively.
Duan De's expression was solemn. Now he patted his chest and asserted that this place was definitely an ancient tomb, rare in a thousand ages, with unimaginable secrets.
"Let you witness the true methods of poverty-stricken Daoist. I too can shift heaven and change earth, accelerating the opening of this ancient tomb. Then we'll compete for the immortal treasures!"
He began to dig tunnels, using tomb-raiding techniques to connect the dragon qi within various veins, gathering it toward the huge earthen mound.
Of course, he didn't dare get too close, because the center was Yao Guang's sacred soil. If they accidentally triggered the great formation of this immortal inheritance, they would be in deep trouble.
During these days, Ye Fan was also acting. He didn't go deep, only standing atop a peak, using source techniques to inscribe some Dao marks for future use.
"Thump!"
Half a month later, a dull, heavy sound came from this highland. Duan De, Big Black Dog, and Dragon Horse ran for their lives, disappearing in an instant.
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, poverty-stricken Daoist accidentally triggered the earth qi within the tomb. The dragon burial ground has awakened. It seems that before long, this place will have big problems." Fleeing to an uninhabited area, Duan De spoke.
"What you did wasn't right. What if Yao Guang Holy Land is destroyed?" Black Emperor put on a compassionate face.
"Dog-f*cking false compassion. Weren't you the one who urged me to activate the tomb just now?" Duan De said.
"Notify Yao Guang. Don't let real problems occur." Ye Tong said, somewhat worried.
Duan De shook his head, saying, "No need. They know better than anyone what kind of place this is. Choosing this site back then, they probably already saw through it and long anticipated that the great tomb would have problems. I just advanced the timeline by a month or two."
"Thump!"
In the distance, another heavy sound came from that highland. Huge cracks appeared on the surface, spreading rapidly in all directions like a spider web.
"This day has finally come..." In a sealed stone chamber, an old man suddenly opened his eyes. Within the ten-zhang chamber, light bloomed and fragrance filled the air.
"Boom!"
Yao Guang experienced a great earthquake, constantly shaking. Huge cracks spread, mountain peaks swayed, and an extraordinary aura emerged from within the highland, making people tremble, wanting to kneel down.
The entire Yao Guang fell into chaos. In over a hundred thousand years, such a major event had rarely occurred. The holy land seemed about to collapse.
"Yao Guang disciples, hear my command! Assemble immediately!"
An aged voice instantly resounded through the myriad mountains and valleys. Everyone's spirit was jolted, and they quickly quieted down, gathering toward the immortal martial field.
"We will relocate the entire sect!"
This news was like a thunderclap, stunning everyone into dumbfounded silence. A major holy land actually moving from its original site was rare throughout the ages.
"Thump!"
The highland shook, cracks densely covered it, and some places began to collapse, sending chills through everyone's hearts. It seemed that within half a month, the sacred soil would split apart.
"This place made our Yao Guang, but now we must leave, or great disaster will befall us. All disciples, return to your positions!"
Clearly, the Yao Guang high echelons had long been prepared. They had anticipated this day countless years ago and had measures to deal with it.
A dull sound rang out. A patch of immortal light illuminated the heavens, making the sun and sky dim. Auspicious signs were hazy, ten thousand strands of colorful light appeared, and all the beautiful mountain peaks rose from the ground.
To be precise, a layer of earth on this highland detached from the ground as a whole, carrying the Yao Guang sacred soil upward into the sky. The palaces, towers, cities, and other structures that had originally floated in the void rose even higher.
Like a small continent taking flight, Yao Guang's ancient great formation remained intact. Ancient trees still stood, old medicines still emitted fragrance, various spiritual birds and auspicious beasts did not flee, and the buildings remained magnificent. The entire relocation was underway.
A black cauldron hung at the highest point in the sky. Even the traces of the Dao were suppressed beneath it. Its entire body shimmered with black-gold light, mysterious and unfathomable, engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, flying birds, running beasts, sun, moon, and stars. It was ancient and grand.
It was the extreme imperial weapon, the Dragon-Pattern Blackgold Cauldron!
Yao Guang's supreme elders had offered it up, suspending it in the sky, letting down tens of thousands of Dao marks, tightly protecting the entire ancient land.
Relocating the entire sect, they feared being attacked on the road, so they offered up the supreme imperial weapon for defense.
That day, the Southern Domain shook. Numerous ancient sects were all shocked. A major holy land actually choosing to move from its ancestral site was truly a world-shaking piece of news.
Through domain gates and teleportation arrays, this news quickly spread across the five domains, causing great upheaval throughout the world.
"Hurry to the Southern Domain! There must be earth-shattering changes at Yao Guang's former site. For us, it might be a great opportunity!" Some ancient sect masters who knew certain secrets reacted very quickly.
"What will happen there?" Ninety percent of people didn't understand.
"An ancient great secret is likely to be revealed..." An old sect master murmured.
Yao Guang had no emperor, yet on a stormy, thunderous night, they forged an imperial weapon—the Dragon-Pattern Blackgold Cauldron—hailed as the greatest miracle in the world. Some said it was the result of generation after generation of sages pouring out their hearts and blood, advancing wave upon wave, forging it with their lives, the fruit of the entire sect's worship for fifty thousand years. Yet there had always been rumors that this was not the case at all!
The world's winds and clouds suddenly rose. Great chaos ensued. Countless cultivators set out in the first moment, rushing toward the Southern Domain.