When his gaze shifted from the flickering halo, including Zheng Yi, there was a strong sense of vigilance when he looked at the others.
The atmosphere beca subtle and strange, the air tense, suffocating.
"Look there, there are words on it..."
"It’s left by the Divine Thought ancestor!"
At this mont, Yin Tiger suddenly spoke, interrupting everyone’s thoughts.
Everyone looked up.
Right at the center of the top level, a towering stone tablet seed to sense the presence of soone, suddenly emanating light, standing there, continuously exuding an aura of majesty and ancientness.
This stone tablet is considered an ancient artifact, with the contents recorded on it, just as everyone previously speculated, this place is indeed the resting place of the Divine Thought ancestor.
And what is left on the stone tablet is the life record of the Divine Thought ancestor.
Reading swiftly, when Zheng Yi scanned all the text on the stone tablet, his previously calm heart couldn’t help but stir with waves.
As the King of Independent Cultivators a thousand years ago, he caused great turmoil in the Three Mountains Wilderness, destroying countless family and sect forces, even threatening the rule of the Taiyin Profound Celestial Sect. The legend of the Divine Thought ancestor has long been suppressed by those with intentions, leaving only fragnts of words, unable to describe his magnificent life fully.
Yet the life story left on this stone tablet, akin to an epitaph, detailed the journey from weakness to strength of the Divine Thought ancestor, eventually becoming a pivotal figure in the Earth Desolate Mountain Range, and detailed his resistance against the Taiyin Profound Celestial Sect.
He also left extrely bold words.
"Even among Core Formation Cultivators, there are differences.
Ninth Grade is superior, stepping up each stage.
With my identity as a Loose Cultivator, fully blessed by fortune, what of the Taiyin Profound Celestial Sect? What of the sect’s Golden Core?
Beneath Golden Core, none can stand against .
Above Golden Core, it’s one for one.
Slay one, wound two!
I have no regrets in defeat!
If only I had more ti, else I would certainly turn the heavens and earth upside down again!"
A subtle gleam flashed in Zheng Yi’s eyes, realizing the unique information recorded here, yet there was no ti for him to ponder further. Slightly calming the agitation in his heart, he continued to look down, where it recorded the nas of three artifacts left by the Divine Thought ancestor.
They were the ’Five Fire Stone Banner’ in the purple light cluster,
The ’Fallen Soul Treasure Mirror’ in the blue light cluster,
And the ’Dragon Slayer Silver Horn’ in the silver radiance.
These three artifacts are either treasures he relied on for fa or extrely rare items, all left here now, hoping that a fated successor would choose one.
But there was one requirent, which is that one person can only take one treasure, not more than one item.
Otherwise, it will bring disaster.
Zheng Yi frowned montarily but soon relaxed.
After all, these are the treasures left by the Divine Thought ancestor, having just one is of great use.
One must not be greedy.
...
"Everyone, you’ve all seen the requirents on the stone tablet; one can only choose one item. However, I want them all!"
Always standing at the edge of the rooftop, Chou Ox suddenly spoke, wearing a huge ox-headed mask. His body was as tall as a Demon God, and at this mont, an inexplicable chill emanated from him.
More so, a conspiratorial sneer was embedded in his words.
Suddenly, Zheng Yi felt a jolt in his heart.
A foreboding premonition surged into his heart; he looked around, raising his gaze to watch him with vigilance.
"Venerable Blood Mist, did you bring here with a purpose, setting up in a trap?"
"For over a hundred years of friendship, I didn’t expect people’s hearts to be unpredictable. You’re the one who has hidden the deepest; now that you’re speaking suddenly, what do you want to say? What do you an?"
By this point, there was no need for secrecy.
Master Wei Xu directly pointed out Chou Ox’s identity, his confidant friend of over a hundred years, the true Sovereign of Blood Mist Abyss City, Venerable Blood Mist.
By now, even the most slow-witted person sensed sothing was amiss.
Their every step seed calculated by soone else, coincidentally enough to be unbelievable.
And the words just spoken by Chou Ox, or rather, Venerable Blood Mist, made everyone’s heart sink further.
Knowing each other for a century, Wei Xu had profound insight into Venerable Blood Mist. Now realizing the truth, Wei Xu shouted fiercely.
"Hahaha!"
Chou Ox, with his Demon-God-like towering stature, stood on the shore, suddenly bursting into laughter. A terrifying blood mist emanated from around him, surging like a tide, expanding around the rooftop.
His right hand slowly removed the Chou Ox Mask from his face, revealing a face filled with majesty. Yet, at this mont, those eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness.
He looked at the other three, as if they were fish in a barrel, whereas he, like a fisherman drawing the net, was waiting for the final mont.
"Indeed... Venerable Blood Mist!"
Yin Tiger, seeing the other party’s face clearly, couldn’t help but take a deep breath and exclaid.
As a dreadful entity suppressing Blood Mist Abyss City for hundreds of years, Venerable Blood Mist stands among the top-tier monstrosities alongside Supre Elder Master Baoxu of the Golden Palace Sect.
His powerful strength is unmatched in the vicinity, not just a re na, but a reputation forged through repeated wars and slaughter.
After all, Blood Mist Abyss City is also considered the City of Independent Cultivators. Its gradual rise and massive profits are inseparable from the deterrence of Venerable Blood Mist’s powerful strength.
In the early phase, the challenges he faced were no less than those posed by the Daluo Alliance today. Yet having truly taken root to beco an established power signifies ironclad foundation beneath it.
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