Chapter 894: Immeasurable Divine Treasury
The Central Province Ancestral Temple was filled with infinite mysteries—enter alive, return dead. This was Duan De's judgment, a gut instinct born from years of grave robbing.
This place was eerie. Even though over two hundred thousand years had passed, when one activated the Heavenly Eye Penetration, they could still see faint green lamps burning unextinguished deep within the ancient structures of the ancestral temple.
The Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang Holy Land must have discovered something far more terrifying. They had begun clearing the area half a year ago; otherwise, there was no reason they wouldn't have pressed deeper.
"This place is inauspicious. There's likely something extremely dreadful inside," Duan De said gravely, stating that entering would require ample preparation.
"Let's go. There's killing intent spreading—these people want to silence us," Yan Yixi said.
They weren't surprised. Such a world-shaking ancestral temple couldn't be exposed to the light. The Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang Holy Land naturally didn't want outsiders to know about it, having spent considerable time and effort, unwilling to let others meddle.
Tendrils of Dao patterns interwove across the wilderness. Though the fluctuations were faint, they still sensed them—an attempt to trap this place, turning it into a dead zone.
"Let's go! This is an ancient sage's slaughter formation, perfectly intact. If we're truly trapped inside, we'll die without a doubt," Black Emperor said with alarm. He was an expert and had detected the terrifying killing aura.
The big black dog opened its mouth and spat out a Dark Jade Platform, quickly activating a Domain Gate to disappear from there, leaving behind a ripple. Blood-colored divine chains pierced through but failed to stop them.
Two days later, news spread across the Five Great Domains: the Central Province Ancestral Temple had appeared in the mortal world. Though over two hundred thousand years had passed, it remained perfectly intact, containing peerless divine treasures within.
This was an eventful autumn. Any rustle of leaves could stir the world's winds, let alone such a major affair. It could be said that the entire world was shocked.
The Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty, though long vanished for over two hundred thousand years with even historical records sparse, still held its place in people's hearts.
In the past, this was the immortal inheritance that dominated the Central Province, with boundless territory. All divine treasures of the world were gathered in its halls. Its prestige was so immense that heaven and earth resonated together. It was the first divine dynasty to exist in pursuit of ascension to immortality.
They vanished into smoke and ashes overnight, shrouded in countless mysteries. Many speculated that the clan had discovered the method to become immortal and mobilized their entire sect's power to open the immortal path, only to be defeated and destroyed.
Of course, some said they were wiped out by a dragon. On the night it happened, dragon roars shook the nine heavens, echoing across the Central Province, heard by countless great sects.
Others said the truth was simple: an invincible Sacred Spirit appeared, devouring all the dragon qi of the Central Province's first ancestral vein, stealing the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty's fortune.
Still others said that the Ruthless Person attained the Dao and became an emperor, erasing them all with a single hand, using just one strike of indiscriminate attack, annihilating the entire Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty from top to bottom.
What was the real truth? It had long been buried in the dust of history. The people and events of that era were all entombed. No one could live that long, not even the existence that had acted.
Regardless, the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty's status as the world's number one was unshakable. Their collection was incomparably vast. After their fall, all their treasures never surfaced, buried underground.
In those days, countless people searched but found nothing. Now that the Feather Transformation Ancestral Temple had appeared, how could it not stir people's hearts?
They didn't seek to rule the land, only to become immortals, pursuing the true meaning of longevity. The entire Central Province was under their rule, containing countless lost scriptures. They were the lineage with the deepest understanding of ascension to immortality.
"The Central Province Ancestral Temple has appeared. Legend says it once housed countless divine treasures inside—methods to attain the Dao, various sacred objects, each of immeasurable value, needing to be enshrined as divine artifacts."
"That's right. The insights of ancient cultivators were all there in that temple, collected by them. There were entire walls of carvings, the crystallized wisdom of past sages."
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On this day, various secrets and legends resurfaced, exposed by people. The Central Province Ancestral Temple was of great importance, drawing attention from all sides.
Not only from various human regions, but even the ancient tribes were tempted. Many wanted to stick a foot in and claim a share. However, the recent manifestation of a human emperor had truly frightened them, and no ancestral king dared to emerge.
The great holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland not only sent people to the Central Province but also went to Yaoguang to verify, asking what secrets lay within, since Yaoguang was involved.
The Southern Ridge and Western Desert were the same. Many immortal inheritances paid close attention, sending a large number of experts to cross over, wanting to investigate thoroughly.
The world was shocked, the whole world focused. Especially in the Central Province, the Hundred Schools of Thought were nearly boiling. They had grown up on this land and experienced much. No one understood better what that ancestral temple meant.
"A divine dynasty pursuing immortality—they had too many secrets. And the ancestral temple was their most sacred place, with endless divine treasures!"
Over these two days, the broken dragon vein was tense with swords drawn and bows bent. The Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang Holy Land, guarding this place, faced immense pressure. With so many people coming, how could they possibly kill them all?
The world couldn't stay calm. Precious records from ancient texts circulated. The ancient temple not only contained insights from past sages but also the true Feather Transformation Ancient Scripture, carved on the walls. If the temple wasn't destroyed, everything could be found.
Furthermore, in the past, the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty searched the world, ventured beyond the domains, seeking various emperor-exclusive immortal materials to complete a green cauldron. Some sacred objects might still be in the temple.
Raw stone blocks containing Phoenix Blood Red Gold and Immortal Tear Green Gold might still be displayed in the ancient temple. If found, it would be an earthquake, a world-shaking fortune.
"The first divine dynasty that once ruled half the Central Province is truly extraordinary!" Even Black Emperor was stunned. Some of these were secrets he had never heard of.
"The cauldron they wanted to repair was most likely the green copper block." Ye Fan looked inward at the two old copper pieces inside him. If intact, it would form a cauldron.
The Feather Transformation Ancient Dynasty, besides their own Extreme Imperial Weapon, also had a broken, most mysterious cauldron. This claim shook even the ancient tribes. After much probing, they finally learned of the green copper broken cauldron.
No one expected that various treasures and insights from past sages wouldn't drive the ancient tribes mad, but the mere hint of the green copper made them unable to sit still.
Even though a human emperor had recently manifested and the ancient tribes trembled, because of the green copper broken cauldron, the imperial clans, royal clans, and great clans couldn't hold back. Many people mobilized!
Of course, they were still very afraid. The saints still didn't show, and no ancestral king dared to jump out, fearing they would truly anger the human clan's supreme existence and be annihilated.
That green cauldron had existed since ancient times. Even the ancient tribes didn't know how old it was. It often appeared and then vanished. Several ancient emperors had pursued it. The broken cauldron had immeasurable value, said to contain the secret to becoming immortal!
"Kid, you've got two pieces of green copper on you. When are you going to give Daoist back that piece!" Duan De grabbed Ye Fan and wouldn't let go.
"One can't be too Duan De. I got it myself. Back then, you were always scheming against me. If you want it, trade me the Devouring Demon Jar lid," Ye Fan said.
"If we enter the ancient temple this time and there are still green cauldron fragments, I refuse to believe you'll get them again!" Duan De said indignantly.
"This emperor calculates with his fingers—that broken cauldron is fated to be with me," Black Emperor also came forward, making it clear that when they entered the ancestral temple, he would fight for the green copper block. He was a powerful competitor.
"Damn it, chicken mouth, duck mouth, you're butting in too. This poor Daoist is just collecting materials. Entering such an ancient temple is like entering a great tomb. I need a basin of ten-thousand-year black dog blood—no, a bucket. Contribute some."
"Woof, woof, woof..." Black Emperor barked wildly and bit fiercely, locking horns with him.
Neither of these two was a good sort—greedy and shameless, naturally incompatible. Whenever they got together, they fought. As the two spirit children put it, they were born to clash.
At the heart of the Central Province, in that broken dragon vein, the atmosphere was now tense to the extreme. A world-shaking battle could erupt at any moment. Powerful experts from various human forces and ancient tribes had all arrived, wanting to enter the ancestral temple.
The Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang Holy Land disagreed, forming a terrifying standoff. Yet they themselves couldn't enter the ancient temple and retrieve the treasures in a short time.
"The Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty is gone. Its ruins belong to all under heaven. Everyone can enter the ancestral temple. Everything depends on one's own fortune."
No one knew who first shouted this, but then all major forces and cultivators across the world echoed it, forming immense pressure. Even the Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang were about to crack.
If not for fear of Yaoguang's Dragon-Pattern Blackgold Cauldron, Great Xia's Supreme Emperor Sword, and other imperial weapons, all the world's cultivators would have already fought their way in. Now, a stalemate had formed.
Negotiation!
In the end, the Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang finally backed down and negotiated with the major forces. However, their demands were extremely harsh. They said sixty percent of the treasures should belong to them, since they had excavated this place.
"While they're negotiating, let's prepare quickly. Don't fight a battle without certainty. We must have all materials ready," Qi Luo said.
Soon after, they invited the Old Blind Man and Tu Tian out of seclusion, aiming to unite the Devouring Demon Jar into a complete, flawless imperial weapon!
No one could predict what kind of great battle might occur. They always felt that many things were connected to the Ruthless Person. Having her weapon with them would be enough to suppress everything.
"I have a feeling that after this ultimate battle, we might really have to leave," Ye Fan said to Pang Bo in a secluded place.
"Time is tight. Hurry and visit all old friends. Don't leave any regrets," Pang Bo said, reluctant to leave this world.
"Be careful. I think this battle might face Hua Yunfei, Li Xiaoman, Holy Son Yao Guang, Celestial Prince, Huang Xudao, and others. There will be life-and-death battles," Ye Fan said gravely.
Negotiations in the Central Province were still ongoing. All parties reached their first consensus: no one could bring imperial weapons or saint weapons into the ancestral temple. Whoever damaged the ancient temple would be punished by all under heaven!
Because, according to legend, that ancestral temple contained many precious wall carvings—the essence of past sages' insights, all exploring the true meaning of longevity. Each piece had immeasurable value.
Over two hundred thousand years ago, the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty had painstakingly gathered them from all over the world, some even brought back from beyond the domains. Every word was a pearl, every stone carving must not be lost!
Ye Fan and Pang Bo looked at each other. This meant they would inevitably cross paths with some great enemies, forced into direct confrontation and life-and-death battles.
Then, negotiations reached a second consensus: not everyone could enter the Central Province Ancestral Temple. Only sect leader-rank figures recognized by all parties were qualified. Otherwise, one would have to kill their own way in.
The Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang divided forty percent of the slots among themselves, refusing to budge further. The more experts entered, the stronger their force would naturally be.