Ye Chenfeng’s body was like a dam, storing water for decades, even up to a hundred years, and at this mont, it suddenly burst.
The power of the rushing torrents could be truly called a disaster!
"Die!"
Ye Chenfeng’s eyes seed to be ravaged by lightning, bursting with fiery, terrifying light.
The fourth seal is broken!
"Huff, huff, huff..."
Simultaneously, the body of the Seven-Color Ninja began to tremble violently, as if countless small bugs were wriggling inside.
All the bugs vibrated together, causing intense waves throughout his body.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."
The Seven-Color Ninja let out indistinct sounds from his mouth, his body seemingly being consud by Ye Chenfeng!
His vital energy and life force were being absorbed, little by little, by Ye Chenfeng.
"Ahhh..."
The Seven-Color Ninja cried out miserably like a helpless infant.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng, like a Demon God, slapped the Seven-Color Ninja on the head.
His eyes emitted a fierce killing intent!
"Ahhh..."
The Seven-Color Ninja scread hysterically, his body gradually withering.
This ti, regardless of his form, he couldn’t escape Ye Chenfeng’s demonic grasp.
"Pfft!"
Finally, the Seven-Color Ninja collapsed like a deflated balloon.
Devoid of any life, he was reduced to just a robe.
He had been completely consud by Ye Chenfeng!
"Pfft!"
Subsequently, Ye Chenfeng spat out a mouthful of blood.
He broke the fourth seal, possessing the talent of devouring.
He could devour others’ power, special abilities, and more.
But this ti, having just broken the seal, he imdiately consud a Seven-Color Ninja stronger than himself.
The imnsely vast power that surged into his body was definitely beyond his endurance!
Ye Chenfeng had already suffered severe internal injuries!
When he first arrived at the Divine Emperor Temple, it was completely isolated from the outside world.
The first thought Ye Chenfeng had was to break the fourth seal!
Such a place was simply a rare opportunity!
However, upon seeing the Seven-Color Ninja, Ye Chenfeng grew cautious.
Once the seal was broken, using devour, he absolutely couldn’t withstand the Seven-Color Ninja’s power, potentially causing his own demise.
This is why Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t break the seal unless absolutely necessary!
"Huff!"
"Doesn’t matter!"
"Let’s first obtain Prince Takehito’s archives!"
Ye Chenfeng imdiately set forth.
Although any one of the eight high monks could now kill him, Ye Chenfeng didn’t care about that anymore.
Without the Seven-Color Ninja, the Divine Emperor Temple was extrely safe.
Ye Chenfeng searched from the first floor to the ultimate twelfth floor.
The twelfth floor held the ultimate secrets or treasures!
Sikong Zhairiyue seed to have found Prince Takehito’s archives and was busy there.
"Boss, have you already taken care of it?"
Realizing Ye Chenfeng’s presence, Sikong Zhairiyue couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s already taken care of!"
Ye Chenfeng arrived at Sikong Zhairiyue’s location and imdiately saw that the things on these shelves were all the Imperial Family’s disgraces, including various histories and figures.
As for the position Sikong Zhairiyue was studying, it even had the large words "The Imperial Family’s Greatest Disgrace" written on it.
"Is this Prince Takehito’s archive?"
Ye Chenfeng was obviously taken aback, his eyes filled with astonishnt.
"That’s correct!"
Sikong Zhairiyue nodded.
Ye Chenfeng was sowhat startled, his face still full of shock.
No wonder Prince Takehito was so mysterious; he turned out to be the Imperial Family’s greatest disgrace!
Simultaneously, this intrigued Ye Chenfeng as to why Prince Takehito was the Imperial Family’s greatest disgrace.
"Can’t you just take it?"
Seeing Sikong Zhairiyue working on the shelf, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask.
"No, the box containing Prince Takehito’s archives is integrated with this shelf. If forcibly taken, it might be destroyed on the spot, only the internal chanism can be undone."
Sikong Zhairiyue explained.
"Oh, oh, but it’s just a box, isn’t it? Can’t you figure it out in a short ti?"
Ye Chenfeng noted that the archive of Prince Takehito was just in a wooden box. Even with a chanism, for a master like Sikong Zhairiyue, it wouldn’t take more than a few minutes.
"Boss, you don’t know, this is the chanism box of an art master. It may look like the size of a book, but the surface is composed of thousands of pieces!"
"What? Composed of thousands of pieces?"
Ye Chenfeng was visibly surprised; he saw the box’s surface was extrely smooth, appearing as if it was just a single piece of wood.
"Boss, I think they never wanted this archive to see the light of day again! To open the box, you must piece together the thousands of pieces in a particular sequence, and if you make even one mistake, the chanism box will lock completely, never to open again!"
Sikong Zhairiyue said calmly.
"What?"
"Pfft!"
Ye Chenfeng almost coughed up blood, thinking he had taken down the greatest enemy, the Seven-Color Ninja.
Unexpectedly, this chanism box was the ultimate boss!
"Do you have confidence?"
Ye Chenfeng cautiously inquired.
"I can only try, luckily, I stayed here for a few years and encountered so master chanism box artists, otherwise I would be helpless today!"
Sikong Zhairiyue’s tone carried a hint of relief.
"This is really too complicated, do you have any clues?"
Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help asking.
Sikong Zhairiyue rubbed his temples and said, "Not yet, but I feel that the chanism box should depict so pattern, and once this pattern is pieced together with the thousand pieces, it can be solved."
Ye Chenfeng’s expression grew solemn, thinking for a mont before suddenly speaking, "Could it be the sixteen-petaled chrysanthemum? For the Imperial Family, it could only be this design!"
Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, Sikong Zhairiyue’s eyes suddenly brightened.
"Boss, that’s right, it’s the Imperial Family’s emblem, a sixteen-petaled chrysanthemum!"
Sikong Zhairiyue closely examined the chanism box before exclaiming.
Evidently, Ye Chenfeng’s guess was correct, the pattern on the chanism box was indeed the Imperial Family’s emblem: a sixteen-petaled chrysanthemum.
"Haha, boss, thankfully it was you, otherwise I wouldn’t have figured it out in a day!"
Sikong Zhairiyue’s face lit up with unprecedented delight.
"Alright, take your ti, I won’t disturb you!"
Ye Chenfeng automatically stepped aside, no longer interrupting Sikong Zhairiyue.
However, he didn’t leave and continued to linger on the twelfth floor.
"Hmm? The Three Sacred Treasures?"
Ye Chenfeng eventually found the place where the Three Sacred Treasures were kept.
The Three Sacred Treasures of the Island Nation are the Kiji Sword, the Eight-Span Mirror, and the Yasakani no Magatama.
The place holding the Kiji Sword and the Yasakani no Magatama even had introductions; both items were replicas.
But where the Eight-Span Mirror was supposed to be, there was nothing.
Ye Chenfeng had heard rumors that among the Three Sacred Treasures, the Kiji Sword and the Yasakani no Magatama had long disappeared.
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