Chapter 556: The Mysterious Slate
"If only one or two teams fail this time, and the other teams succeed and bring the stuff out, it's not unacceptable!"
"With these few items we brought out, we can use them to figure out where the remaining items will appear before we enter next time, so that we can gather the five magical instruments together and take out the thing that will bring great prosperity to our clan!"
"But now, so many teams have failed. No matter how many methods we have, we won't be able to find the locations of the five forbidden areas the next time we enter!"
"This means that the efforts of our clan for hundreds of thousands of years have gone to waste. If we want to use the old method to determine the locations of the five forbidden areas, it will take at least 100,000 years!"
The Mahayana monk surnamed Feng spoke this slowly, and with every word he spoke, the expressions of the three combined cultivators behind him became heavier.
They were all aware of what the Mahayana Feng said. None of the three people present did not understand the importance of this matter. But now that these words came out of the Mahayana Feng's mouth, they felt unprecedented pressure.
"It's been less than a month since Guanghan Realm was opened. Even if everyone else on the Thunder Continent united to target our Jiaochi tribe, it would be impossible to do it in such a short time!"
"Senior Feng, I have thought about it again and again, but I just can't understand why this happened!" said the beautiful middle-aged woman with a sigh.
"Don't say you can't figure it out. How can I figure it out? Humph, there seems to be only one possibility for this situation to occur. That is, a local Mahayana powerful man has appeared in the Guanghan Realm, and this person knows the plan of our Jiaochi tribe!" The Mahayana named Feng snorted coldly.
"How is this possible?" Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three combined beings changed instantly, and the white-haired old man among them even exclaimed in surprise.
"Hasn't the various tribes in our Thunder Continent deduced long ago that given the restrictions of the rules in the Guanghan Realm, there won't be any Mahayana-level strongmen appearing?" the old man said with a changed expression.
"There is no way for local creatures to produce powerful Mahayana masters, but this does not mean that people from outside who enter the Guanghan Realm will also be subject to such restrictions !" said the Mahayana master surnamed Feng coldly.
“But this… the people who entered were all at the peak of the upper clans, not even the saint clans. How could a Mahayana-level being appear in such a short time?”
The three combined cultivators had their faces filled with surprise and disbelief. It was obvious that they did not believe that there would be any Mahayana-level beings in the Guanghan Realm.
"No matter what, the fact that the four teams failed is there, and now we can't just sit there and watch!" Feng said with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"What do you mean, senior?" Upon hearing this, the three combined cultivators showed puzzlement on their faces.
"No matter who this person is, since he has destroyed four Xuantian sacred artifacts, he will most likely not let go of the last one. If that's the case, haha, how can we let him destroy the sacred artifact so easily?" The Mahayana monk surnamed Feng said with a hint of anger in his eyes.
Hearing this, the three combined monks looked at each other in surprise. They seemed to have thought of something, and there was shock in their eyes.
"Senior Feng, are you going to remove the restrictions on Zhong Ling?" the beautiful middle-aged woman asked bravely.
“Yes, I will remove the restrictions on Zhong Ling remotely, allowing Zhong Ling to self-destruct at any time. As long as the person who destroys our plan is not a Mahayana cultivator, there is no way he can survive under the power of Zhong Ling's self-destruction!” The Mahayana cultivator surnamed Feng said coldly.
"This..." The three combined cultivators looked at each other, but did not dare to say anything questioning.
Bai Bai let Zhong Ling self-destruct, causing damage to the main body of the holy weapon. It will take tens of thousands of years to recover, and the Jiao Chi tribe will not be able to gain anything. They don’t even know whether the person who ruined their plan can be killed. This deal is a loss no matter how you look at it.
According to their thinking, since the plan has failed, they should try every possible way to reduce the losses instead of continuing to expand the losses like this Mahayana monk named Feng did.
But how could they, a group of combined cultivators, dare to question the decision made by a Mahayana cultivator? So they all shut their mouths and remained silent.
The Mahayana monk surnamed Feng ignored the thoughts of the people behind him. He faced the five miniature magic arrays, made a hand gesture, and with a solemn expression, he shot a ray of golden light into the last empty magic array.
Suddenly, golden light rippled in the magic circle, and some inexplicable changes occurred.
All the spells cast by the Mahayana monk surnamed Feng were teleported away by the magic circle and disappeared from this place.
After doing this, the Mahayana monk surnamed Feng remained silent. He just put his hands behind his back and looked at the snow-white bell on the table and the five golden magic arrays on the ground.
After waiting for two days, suddenly, the last golden magic circle trembled violently, and then exploded, turning into countless streams of light and disappearing.
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At the same time, in the Guanghan Realm, Ye Changsheng stood in the air and looked forward. A pair of colorful wings behind him flickered, and invisible spatial fluctuations spread out.
This pair of wings looks a little smaller than the wings of the Sky Roc, but the color is very bright.
These were the Heavenly Phoenix Wings. Just now, this pair of wings carried Ye Changsheng through space and moved horizontally over a distance of tens of thousands of miles in an instant.
Thousands of miles away , a white beam of light appeared, reaching from sky to earth. The beam of light was filled with destructive power.
This kind of change was something he had never encountered when he destroyed several previous sacred artifacts of the Jiaochi clan.
The Zhong Ling inside actually blew itself up!
"Is this some kind of response made by the Jiaochi cultivators outside?" Ye Changsheng guessed in his heart.
A smile slowly appeared on his face. No matter how powerful the Jiaochi tribe was in the outside world, they were completely helpless in the Guanghan Realm. They could only let things here go in a direction that they had never expected and did not want to see.
Ye Changsheng flew forward, and after the aftermath of Zhong Ling's self-explosion subsided, he searched the area and then flew away directly.
This wave of killing of five teams of the Jiao Chi tribe brought him a rich harvest. The amount of spirit stones he obtained alone reached more than 9 billion. Adding the spirit stones he originally had, the number of spirit stones Ye Changsheng now had reached more than 12 billion.
The gold belt for murder and arson!
In addition to obtaining one Tongtian Magical Treasure from the young man with golden horns, he also obtained two more from cultivators from other teams. So far, the number of Tongtian Magical Treasures on Ye Changsheng's body has reached seven. Most Mahayana cultivators do not have so many Tongtian Magical Treasures.
In terms of his own wealth, even if we don't count the Xuantian Fruit and the half of the Fantian Flag, his wealth completely crushes 90% of the Mahayana cultivators.
After all, the number of Xuantian remnant treasures is less than one-tenth of the number of Mahayana cultivators, and Ye Changsheng already possesses one Xuantian remnant treasure.
Not to mention, he also has a bunch of elixirs from the immortal realm. Most Mahayana cultivators would never be able to find such precious elixirs in their lifetime.
"Next, I have to go and see what is inside those five restrictions. Now it's been less than a month since I entered the Guanghan Realm. I still have more than ten months to squander, and I can't waste it!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
He immediately flew at high speed to a place in Guanghan Realm based on what he had obtained from searching the memories of these people.
A few days later, Ye Changsheng appeared in a desert in the Guanghan Realm. This desert looked very familiar. It was the same desert that he, Liu Shuier and Shi Kun had come to ten days ago.
One of the five forbidden areas that the Jiaochi people were looking for happened to be in this desert, which was consistent with the area where the star map was located.
According to the markings on the map, that place is only about 100,000 miles away from where the star map infusion is located.
After Ye Changsheng quickly flew to the destination, he saw a pile of ruins in the distance.
"This place is full of such ruins. There are many immortal restrictions in the ruins, and almost no one dares to break in. No wonder no one has noticed the abnormality here!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
Now, he stood outside and looked from afar. This piece of ruins looked very similar to the various ruins widely distributed in this vast desert. There seemed to be no difference.
If he had not searched the soul of the Jiaochi cultivator in advance and learned the details of this place, he might have missed this secret even if he passed by here.
According to the memories obtained from searching the soul of the Jiaochi monks, this area seemed to be a place similar to a trial. The ruined palaces and prohibitions inside were all means of testing outsiders. Only by passing this test could one learn the secrets inside.
When the people of the Jiaochi tribe originally came here, they also planned to pass the test honestly before entering.
However, Ye Changsheng had no such plan. He chuckled, and the broken blade of Xuantian appeared in his hand. The five-colored light poured into it, and he slashed forward fiercely.
"Boom!" Under the blow of the Xuantian broken blade, the earth was immediately torn apart, and a bottomless trench appeared. All the broken walls, incomplete prohibitions, etc. in the area were completely destroyed in a flash of light.
In the void, a ball of light suddenly appeared. It was a ball of white light, about ten feet long. After Ye Changsheng destroyed this place, it quietly appeared in the air, looking extremely strange.
Ye Changsheng, who had the wings of a heavenly phoenix, had always been more sensitive to the power of space. He naturally realized that this white light was actually something like a space node. The five-colored wings behind him flapped, and his figure flashed. He then disappeared from the spot and sank into the white light.
Relying on the spatial power of the Heavenly Phoenix Wings, he went in directly without going through such tedious tests.
Behind this node is a not very large space. The surroundings look gray and there is nothing there.
There was only a square over a thousand feet long and wide in front of them. In the center of the square was a tall palace. In front of the palace gate stood two rows of six puppets in total.
These puppets look similar to the puppets Ye Changsheng encountered before at the place where the star map was infused . Their styles are very similar, but their strength is a little weaker. They are all at the peak of the Void Refinement Stage.
When Ye Changsheng broke into this place, all these puppets were activated at once, moved, and strode towards him with silver spears in their hands.
The silver spear was shining and a murderous aura filled the air.
With a casual snap of his hands, Ye Changsheng smashed the six puppets into pieces, and then came to the door of the palace and looked at it carefully. The palace door was purple, but there were several golden runes on the top. Ye Changsheng, who had seen this kind of golden runes many times, naturally recognized it. This was the golden seal script.
After staring at the palace gate for a while, he suddenly punched the purple gate.
"Boom!" A loud earth-shaking sound exploded, and the purple-gold light on the surface of the purple gate shook twice, then returned to normal, still standing tall and motionless.
This scene was indeed somewhat shocking. Although Ye Changsheng delivered this punch purely with the strength of his physical body, one must know that his physical body is now much stronger than that of most Mahayana cultivators.
It's only slightly inferior to the physical bodies of a few Mahayana creatures, such as dragons and phoenixes, which are second only to true spirits. But after he has practiced the fifth level of the Little Big Dipper Star Yuan Gong, his physical strength will definitely not be weaker than those Mahayana creatures.
Now, a punch from him with pure physical strength might be equivalent to a blow from his peak physical state.
In other words, he did not use any mana, magic weapons or other means. His physical body alone was enough to compete with a peak-level cultivator.
Under this world, even in the Guanghan Realm, most of the restrictions would explode under his punch.
However, the gate in front of us remains motionless, which shows how terrifying the restriction guarding this gate is.
"Is it true, as those cultivators of the Jiaochi tribe have deduced, that only the power of the Mahayana level can forcibly open this gate?" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
Raising his eyebrows, Ye Changsheng took a step back. The five-colored broken blade in his hand burst out with terrifying waves. In an instant, a several-inch long light blade condensed in his hand. He slashed forward, and the light blade flew out silently and slashed towards the purple gate.
"Boom!" After a loud bang, the door instantly exploded into countless pieces, turning into streams of light that flew in all directions.
The palace door opened wide, revealing the hall inside, and Ye Changsheng stepped in.
The hall was empty. Looking around, there was almost nothing to see, except for a small table in the innermost part.
There was only a broken stone slab on the table. The stone slab looked simple and plain, with only a few simple runes imprinted on it. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
"Is this the thing that the Jiaochi cultivators are looking for?" Ye Changsheng grabbed the stone slab and whispered to himself.
This stone slab looked simple and plain, with nothing surprising about it. Apart from a few runes on it that Ye Changsheng could not understand at all, there was nothing else that could be related to things of the level of the Jiaochi tribe.
