# Chapter 670: Gaze from the Primordial Ancient Mine
The stone workshop had become a sea of flames—not ordinary fire, but source energy boiling, refining the void itself, a dazzling spectacle.
In the distance, many cultivators sat down on the spot to cultivate, guiding the surging essence energy outward to baptize their bodies, tempering their physical shells.
Even more people were horrified, staring fixedly into the depths of the stone garden, their eyes unblinking. Immortal light radiated in all directions there, sacred aura stirring the ten directions—a fluctuation that made people tremble.
Once the phenomenon of a Soaring Immortal from Stone appeared, it was destined that a world-shaking divine object would emerge, absolutely priceless. And now this fluctuation was extremely strange, nearly terrifying.
"What is it? It must be some priceless strange stone that split open, with a divine object falling out!"
Many hearts stirred, but there was no way to approach. It was too far, and various divine rainbows were flying out, extremely gorgeous.
"A weapon! It's actually a weapon!"
Everyone's heart trembled. Sealed within a strange stone, enduring such a long span of years without being destroyed—one didn't need to think to know it was absolutely a shocking treasured weapon!
"If it's a weapon that fell from within the stone, its origins must be terrifying. It would probably make all the Holy Lands fight to the death over it!"
In that instant, many minds raced, considering multiple possibilities.
If a weapon was contained within stone, and it was naturally formed, it would most likely be like the nine-orifice stone man Ye Fan had cut out back then—holding a sacred sword, something for future attainment of the Dao.
If not, then it was even more frightening. It could very well be a weapon left behind by an ancient ancestral king from the Primordial Era or the most powerful human sage. Because the time was too long, preserved until now, it must be of that rank.
"Primordial Era weapons should have turned to dust and ashes by now. Could it be that a true Primordial sacred weapon has actually appeared?!"
This region fell into chaos. Many people grew restless. If such a weapon existed, it would be priceless, and the Holy Lands would fight to the death over it.
"Even more, it could very well be a fragment of an ancient emperor's weapon!" someone suddenly said.
At these words, the entire venue fell silent. Many people's blood flowed faster. This was not impossible. The terrifying fluctuation that made people want to kowtow was enough to explain everything.
Regardless of which case it was, the destroyed stone workshop definitely contained peerless precious materials, making people's blood surge uncontrollably.
Suddenly, after a roar, a demon-god-like shadow appeared in the blazing flames, roaring up to the sky, pacing back and forth, with mist and rainbow light rushing heavenward.
"What? There's a living being?!" Everyone was stunned. No matter how they thought about it, they never expected this. Could it be that some Primordial creature had emerged?
"Clang—"
The sound of the weapon grew louder. The humanoid creature moved—not footsteps, but the trembling sound of a weapon, leaving people bewildered.
Ye Fan was also watching all of this. He could charge in, but he didn't act rashly. There was a powerful aura in the stone garden that made even him feel deeply uneasy.
Suddenly, Ye Fan was startled. He sensed a special fluctuation, somewhat familiar, appearing in the clouds. He quickly looked up, gazing upward, and suddenly saw a familiar little creature.
A small golden creature, somewhat timid, with bright big eyes like black gems, glancing around. Its body was densely covered with golden scales. Finally, it plunged headfirst into the boundless source energy.
"Divine Silkworm!"
Ye Fan was surprised. He never expected to see this little creature again in the Northern Domain Divine City after several years. It was even more spiritual now.
It was only the size of a palm, chubby, shaped like a small golden qilin, flowing with light. Timidly, it absorbed source energy amidst the clouds and mist.
Below, source energy boiled and burned. The entire stone workshop was dissolved, including all the priceless strange stones contained within. The essence energy was terrifyingly vast.
The Divine Silkworm had nine transformations, each requiring a vast amount of source energy. The unusual activity here had attracted it, and it wanted to use this opportunity to undergo transformation.
Ye Fan's expression was calm, a hint of a smile appearing. This little golden creature was very interesting, very close to him. Back when the Great Dao had injured his original source, it had come running to visit him in the middle of the night, pretending to be dead to make him laugh.
Thinking of past events, Ye Fan carved divine patterns in the void, altering the Source Heaven Divine Formation, guiding the purest source energy toward the high sky.
The Divine Silkworm in the high sky was blissful, intoxicated. It opened its mouth and sucked fiercely, beginning to inhale like a whale, swallowing endless source energy, its whole body flashing with golden mist.
"Divine Silkworm! It's that Divine Silkworm Ye Fan cut out back then!" someone exclaimed, finally discovering the small golden creature in the high sky. Everyone's thoughts stirred.
Now, this little creature's value was far greater than before. It had already undergone three transformations. If it now absorbed the entire reserve of a Primordial Aristocratic Clan's stone workshop, it would most likely complete its fourth transformation.
Although some wanted to reach out and grab the Divine Silkworm, no one dared to act rashly. Ye Fan was right here, and his methods from earlier were obvious to all. Even if a Saint Lord came, there would be no solution.
The scene fell silent for a time. People peered into the depths of the stone garden at the weapon while gazing at the small golden creature in the high sky, all making their calculations.
For a full three hours, the Wang Clan's stone workshop continued to burn fiercely. One could imagine how much divine material those priceless strange stones contained—this was their collection over many years.
At the fourth hour, the Divine Silkworm patted its little belly contentedly, its big eyes rolling around, looking sneaky, preparing to make a run for it.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, heavenly tribulation descended from the sky, arriving extremely swiftly. The small golden creature was struck until its eyes rolled back, smoke rising from its body, nearly falling down.
"Eat your fill and wipe your mouth clean, then try to run, huh? Karma has come, hasn't it?" Ye Fan laughed.
The heavenly tribulation was violent, extremely terrifying, comparable to Ye Fan's own tribulation. Various kinds of lightning—five-element lightning, Supreme Yin True Tribulation, Chaotic Thunder Light—all came crashing down.
The Divine Silkworm was like a startled rabbit, leaping and bouncing, charging through the tribulation, then beginning to resist.
"Use your innate divine techniques to resist!" Ye Fan transmitted his voice, instructing as he had last time.
Around them, everyone fled wildly. No one dared to stay. If they got caught up in the tribulation punishment, they would surely die. They didn't want to be killed by a sneaky Divine Silkworm.
One had to say, this Divine Silkworm was incredibly clever. First it pretended to be dead, foaming at the mouth, rolling its eyes, then it grew angry, cursing the heavens, its little claws gesturing, and then it released one great technique after another, all strange divine arts.
However, in the end, this small golden creature was torn open, golden blood flowing, the fragrance of meat wafting out. It pitifully looked down for help.
"This can only rely on yourself!" Ye Fan sent out a divine thought, showing various scenes from his past tribulations, reflected before the Divine Silkworm's eyes.
In the end, the Divine Silkworm was nearly shattered, becoming a lump of black charcoal, falling from the high sky. The heavenly tribulation disappeared.
"Did it die?" people wondered.
"Pop—"
With a light sound, the black charcoal shattered. A brilliant radiance shot up. A phoenix cry stirred the four directions. A divine phoenix charged out.
It was only half a foot long, plus tail feathers just over a foot. Its wings were bright and beautiful, the main color being gold. It was spirited, its eyes containing divine essence, but also some confusion, as if it didn't know where it was.
The Divine Silkworm had nine transformations, each transformation causing it to forget the past. This was the greatest drawback. This small golden creature had, as it were, cut off its past and begun anew.
However, its adaptability was strong. In an instant, it became sneaky again, turning to flee. Its golden wings spread, cutting through the clouds like a golden river flowing against the sky.
But Ye Fan was prepared. He unfolded the Stride Art, following in an instant, blocking ahead in advance. A large hand reached out, grabbing forward.
At the same time, he sent out a divine thought, reflecting all its past experiences, letting the Divine Silkworm understand its previous life.
The small golden phoenix bird was momentarily dazed, then completely clear-headed. But it still chose to flee far away, not stopping, very alert.
Ye Fan was surprised. Even his large hand couldn't stop it. The Divine Silkworm clan's innate divine techniques were astonishing. It broke through the restraints, pierced through the void, leaving a small seven-colored hole, disappearing from this place.
"Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, invincible under heaven and earth. Truly one of the strongest Primordial royal clans!" he muttered to himself.
Meanwhile, in the infinite distance, one of the seven Forbidden Zones of Life, the Primordial Ancient Mine that had shaken ten thousand ages, a humanoid figure seemed to pierce through millions of li, gazing toward the Divine City.
At this moment, a mysterious aura appeared across the entire Northern Domain, but quickly disappeared.
The Wang Clan's stone workshop was long gone. The source energy no longer boiled. The lightning and thunder from earlier had leveled this vast area to the ground, only the stone garden still retaining some form.
"That is..."
Everyone was greatly shocked. A demon-god-like shadow faded away, then sank into a piece of purple copper.
A weapon fragment!
"It really is a weapon! A weapon that has nurtured a weapon soul. This must be a Primordial ancestral king's weapon!"
"It could also be an imperial weapon fragment!"
"Just now, there was a powerful aura piercing through from afar. Could it be for this weapon fragment? Is its owner still alive?!"
Everyone charged over, but Ye Fan was faster. He activated the Weapon Art, instantly summoning this piece of purple copper into his hand, firmly grasping it.
"Pop—"
But the purple copper shattered instantly, becoming purple copper powder, falling with a rustling sound. Within, a ball of light flew out, taking human form, only the size of a fist.
"This is... a deity!" many exclaimed, all eyes burning, filled with shock, unable to help swallowing saliva. Everyone wanted to obtain it.
"A weapon that has nurtured a deity—at the very least, it's a sacred weapon! It could also be an imperial weapon fragment!"
"I understand! This is a deity specially cultivated to repair sacred weapons!"
Some old antiques knew the secret history and guessed the truth.
Before the Primordial Era, battles between world-shaking figures were extremely terrifying, needing to be fought in the outer domains. Even ancient sages' weapons could be damaged.
For this reason, when invincible figures refined weapons, they sometimes cultivated two deities. Once the ancient sacred weapon was destroyed, one deity could be sacrificed to repair it.
However, deities within ancient sacred weapons were extremely difficult to birth. They generally appeared during tribulation lightning, mysterious beyond compare, the most precious.
"Presumably, this is a weapon deity cultivated by a Primordial ancestral king, enough to repair an ancient sage's weapon!" Many people's eyes turned green, wanting to pounce.
"It could also be a supreme weapon soul cultivated by a Primordial Emperor!"
"Did you all sense it just now? I felt as if there were eyes, from that infinite distance, seemingly originating from the direction of the Primordial Ancient Mine!"
"There was a momentary daze, but it quickly disappeared."
...
A deity used to repair weapons had no independent will. Whoever obtained it could use it. Its value was equivalent to a mountain of source, impossible to measure how precious it was.
Ye Fan's heart stirred. He had an ancient object on him that could use this deity to repair. Although it might not be fully restored, it would definitely have infinite wonderful uses!
In this battle, the Wang Clan's foundation in the Divine City ceased to exist. Everyone was completely annihilated. Not a single person escaped. They died a stifling death.
The news spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland in an instant. The vast land shook. Everyone was shocked. As soon as the Sacred Body came out, he stirred up such earth-shaking waves.
Now, he was still at the first level of the Immortal Platform, yet he already dared to uproot the foundation of an immortal Holy Land-level major power. What wouldn't he dare to do in the future?
"Wang Teng will surely come upon learning all this, to fight a decisive battle with the Sacred Body!" people believed. Before the great battle at Ancient Emperor Mountain began, the Northern Emperor and the Sacred Body would most likely fight first.