The Supreme Opportunity Within the Godly Illusion Tomb, All Factions Rush Over in an Uproar
The Supreme Opportunity Within the Godly Illusion Tomb, All Factions Rush Over in an Uproar
Hearing these words, Monk Pu Du’s expression also changed somewhat, becoming a little unnatural.
The Jiang Luoshen that Jiang Chen spoke of was naturally that princess of the Godly Illusion Clan.
That day, when he had brought Jiang Chen to seek her out, he had guaranteed with complete confidence that they could find the tomb of the Godly Illusion Clan’s deceased Ancestor.
Jiang Luoshen had also placed great trust in Monk Pu Du, and so she agreed to the two of them, even promising to give them a generous reward afterward.
After that, they had come to this place first.
With the help of the Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit, Jiang Chen quickly found a path through, and broke through numerous Restrictions and Array Patterns, causing quite a few of the Godly Illusion Clan’s experts to look at him in a new light, feeling that his abilities were not small.
However, just as they thought they would find that resting place, an accident occurred.
Terrifying Restrictions erupted in an instant, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were being destroyed. Many of the Godly Illusion Clan’s experts had no time to flee and were annihilated on the spot, body and soul alike.
Even that princess of the Godly Illusion Clan, Jiang Luoshen, suffered no small injuries, her heart shaken with fury.
Jiang Chen was saved by Monk Pu Du, who acted to rescue him and took him away from that tomb.
Only afterward did he discover that they had actually found the wrong place.
Within the Godly Illusion Tomb, real tombs and fake tombs were mixed together, difficult to distinguish from one another.
And their luck had been poor—they had happened upon a fake tomb so convincing it passed for real.
That fake tomb contained many dangers, and its killing power was astonishing.
Originally, the princess of the Godly Illusion Clan had intended to strike them down to quell the anger in her heart.
But under Monk Pu Du’s pleading, her rage subsided somewhat, and only then did she agree to give them one more chance.
If they botched this chance as well, the lives of both Jiang Chen and Monk Pu Du would be very hard to preserve.
The might of the Godly Illusion Clan was beyond question, enough to make many orthodoxies wary.
“Benefactor Jiang, whether the two of us can survive this time all depends on you.”
“You absolutely must not disappoint this poor monk.”
Monk Pu Du was also getting a headache at this moment. With his abilities, he still did not dare to deceive or offend the Godly Illusion Clan.
Had he known this matter would be so troublesome, he would never have volunteered for it back then.
Jiang Chen nodded, communicating with the Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit in his mind.
And just as Jiang Chen and Monk Pu Du were talking, a stretch of golden clouds came rolling through the sky.
Many living beings appeared. There were giants several zhang tall, their arms covered in scales.
There were also brilliantly shining creatures with powerful blood qi, like giant serpents, with the embryonic forms of legs beneath their bellies.
Such a group of terrifying creatures came bearing the golden clouds.
And atop the golden clouds stood several dozen humanoid beings whose entire bodies gleamed gold, even their hair like pure gold.
There were old and young, men and women.
Their appearances were similar to those of Humans, their features handsome and beautiful, their power overwhelming—only, a pair of golden wings grew from their backs.
Four stunningly beautiful female beings stood holding divine weapons, their expressions cold, standing like golden-armored guards.
Behind them were curtains like clouds.
A graceful figure sat within, her features unclear, exuding an innate air of nobility.
Just from that faint outline, one could tell that this woman was surely of unmatched beauty.
It was none other than the Godly Illusion Clan, and that princess, Jiang Luoshen.
“Greetings, Princess Luoshen.”
Jiang Chen and Monk Pu Du’s expressions changed, and the two hurriedly paid their respects.
“Have you found anything?”
From behind the curtains, Jiang Luoshen’s voice rang out, very flat, revealing an innate loftiness. The gaze she directed at the two carried a condescending coldness.
“Not yet, but this little monk feels that once we enter the depths of the tomb, there should be other clues.”
Monk Pu Du answered with a chuckle.
As for Jiang Chen, he stood there honestly, eyes lowered and brows submissive, not daring to look up even once more.
When he had followed Monk Pu Du to the residence to pay respects to Jiang Luoshen, he had been wounded by a cold snort from one of the maids at her side just for raising his head to take one extra look.
So although his heart was filled with icy fury, he could only endure it.
Before such powerful beings, he was nothing more than a tool for finding the way.
“I hope you won’t disappoint me this time. Otherwise, you won’t have such good luck again.”
Jiang Luoshen spoke faintly, her gaze very cold.
Monk Pu Du could not help but smile bitterly.
After that, the Godly Illusion Clan, Jiang Chen, Monk Pu Du, and the rest set off once more, continuing deeper in.
Sou sou sou!!! In the sky, divine rainbows streaked one after another.
More and more Cultivators and orthodoxies rushed over.
Quite a few people, upon seeing the Godly Illusion Clan’s party, had their expressions change slightly, but they quickly stopped caring and continued heading deeper.
Many immortal orthodoxies and Longevity Families had also stuck a foot in.
Such as Sky Emperor Mountain, Buddhist Mountain, the Mortal Palace, the Longevity Gu Family, the Longevity Wang Family, the Skyward Schloss, the Ancient Ye Family, the Primordial Lake... As for the remaining slightly weaker powers, they naturally wanted a share of the spoils as well.
Though they might not get to eat the meat, drinking some of the soup was absolutely no problem.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the Godly Illusion Clan’s members were all very ugly.
Atop the golden clouds stood a youth of sixteen or seventeen, bearing a pair of golden wings, his head of golden hair dancing wildly, his expression quite arrogant and unruly.
But at this moment, his face was also extremely ugly, and he could not help but snort coldly, “This tomb ruins originally belonged to our Godly Illusion Clan, yet now every orthodoxy and Cultivator wants to get their hands on it. They truly don’t take us seriously at all.”
“Royal Sister, I think we need to teach them a lesson.”
The youth was named Jiang Ming, Jiang Luoshen’s younger brother—though of course, not her blood brother.
Jiang Ming was the offspring of an imperial uncle of the Godly Illusion Clan’s royal family, and his relationship with Jiang Luoshen was ordinarily fairly good.
Hearing this, Jiang Luoshen’s delicate brows also furrowed, her face growing even colder. “The resting place of my clan’s Ancestor, and they dare to covet it. In a moment, they will regret it.”
“Princess, the orthodoxies interfering this time are not to be underestimated. We had best remain cautious.”
Beside Jiang Luoshen, a golden-haired old woman of unfathomable cultivation spoke, her tone carrying a note of persuasion.
Jiang Luoshen nodded, her gaze still icy. “I know. But the lesson that ought to be taught must still be taught. They can’t blame us for that.”
Just then, from the depths of the tomb ruins, a radiance suddenly shot into the sky.
Five-colored divine light swirled, accompanied by waves of Dao sounds that resounded in all directions, shaking everyone present.
There, divine light soared to the heavens, splitting the firmament.
Brilliant divine haze gushed forth, the earth split open, and endless radiance emerged.
Faintly, the crowd saw a crystalline palace, light flickering across it, rising and falling there, as if cast from seven-colored immortal jade, with immortal music echoing from within.
In an instant, this place caused an enormous sensation.
All the Cultivators and living beings seemed to go mad, rushing toward that place one after another.
Beyond that, they could also see all manner of divine weapons gushing out from the fissure.
Blades, spears, swords, and halberds; axes, battle-axes, hooks, and forks; bells, cauldrons, pagodas, and seals... too many for the eyes to take in, enough to dazzle anyone’s sight.
“This aura—there’s no mistake, it must be the Ancestor’s resting place.”
The expressions of the Godly Illusion Clan’s members changed. Sensing the fluctuations and aura from that place, they had no time to react further and hurriedly rushed toward it.
Jiang Chen’s brows furrowed as he communicated with the Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit in his mind, feeling that the fluctuations from that place were very wrong, somewhat dangerous.
But before he could say anything, Monk Pu Du at his side grabbed him, transforming into a divine rainbow and rushing over, afraid of falling behind by even half a step.
“This must be the tomb of that Godly Illusion Clan Ancestor. This time it can’t be wrong.”
“We’re rich!”
Monk Pu Du’s eyes were at this moment glowing with a wolf-like green light.
Jiang Chen was speechless, but he did not say much more.
At this moment, near that split-open earth, many experts and living beings had already arrived.
In the sky, Ancient Battle Chariots descended, Devil Mountains hovered, and immortal palanquins set down.
Many great figures at the level of cult leaders and family heads appeared, their gazes burning hot, fixed intently upon it.
Behind them came the many young prodigies.
Hong!!! Within the fissure, an ancient crystalline palace could be seen rising and falling, revealing a heart-palpitating, boundless aura, seven-colored divine light swirling around it—truly extraordinary.
One after another, divine weapons wrapped in various divine runes rushed out from within, falling from the sky like rain.
Many Cultivators scrambled about like madmen, feeling that these weapons were all extraordinary.
There were even Quasi-Sacred Realm weapons among them, and the wisp of Quasi-Sacred Realm pressure that leaked out directly shook many of the scrambling Cultivators into bloody mist, body and soul destroyed.
Even so, many Cultivators paid it no mind at all, as if they had gone insane.
“This is absolutely the grave mound of that Godly Illusion Clan Ancestor. After passing away in meditation back then, he was buried here. Now that we have triggered the great momentum of this place, it has suddenly split open...”
A figure at the cult leader level had wisps of divine light in his gaze as he carefully examined the palace’s condition. Then he sucked in a breath of cold air and spoke excitedly.
His cultivation had long since reached the peak of the Sacred Lord Realm; even from the Sacred Emperor Realm, he was only a single step away.
Now that he spoke these words, many people’s hearts trembled. Although they had guessed it, having it confirmed was another matter entirely.
Many people grew even more excited.
After all, this was the ancestral tomb of the Godly Illusion Clan! That was a being who surpassed the Sacred Emperor Realm, perhaps even a genuine True Daoist.
In a tomb burying such an existence, just how many burial goods would there be? It was simply unimaginable.
The weapons now scattered in all directions before their eyes were the best proof.
A hunchbacked old man appeared among the mountain ridges.
He held a compass in his hand, carefully examining the palace, and said with some wariness, “Although that existence is buried here, this place is exceptionally dangerous. Within the palace hide many Array Patterns. Once triggered, even Sacred Realm experts will not escape with their lives.”
As soon as these words came out, they immediately stirred up huge waves.
Quite a few young prodigies’ expressions changed slightly, and they retreated several steps toward the rear, deeply wary.
The opportunity here no longer belonged to them.
When these cult-leader-level figures exchanged blows, they could destroy heaven and earth at every turn—the aftershocks alone would be enough to annihilate them countless times over.
The Longevity Gu Family had also dispatched quite a few experts this time, their cultivation very powerful. At this moment, they conversed in low voices, also intending to take a share.
The Gu Family’s younger generation likewise had young prodigies rushing over, shrouded in various treasure glows, their blood qi astonishing, their eyes confident and calm.
The experts of quite a few factions noticed them, their expressions somewhat unnatural and wary.
Just as everyone wore different expressions, all staring fixedly at the fissure in the earth—
From the firmament above came a vast, mighty sound.
Golden clouds roiled as the Godly Illusion Clan’s party arrived.
“This place is the resting ground of our Godly Illusion Clan’s Ancestor. We ask that all of you refrain from disturbing it. Otherwise, do not blame us for being impolite.”
Several of them swept cold gazes across the surroundings, speaking first.
At the same time, they erupted with unparalleled might. Towering golden blood qi shattered the firmament and split the eight directions.
Many Cultivators of slightly weaker cultivation could not withstand this aura. Their faces turned pale, their blood qi surged, and they nearly collapsed limply to the ground.
Jiang Luoshen, Jiang Ming, and the others looked coldly at their surroundings, striking quite a pose of facing everyone head-on.
However, the experts of orthodoxies and great families such as Sky Emperor Mountain, Buddhist Mountain, the Mortal Palace, the Longevity Wang Family, the Skyward Schloss, the Ancient Ye Family, and the Primordial Lake paid it no mind.
Their gazes remained fixed on the ancient palace ahead, waiting for any movement at any moment so they could charge inside.
The expressions of Jiang Luoshen and the others were very ugly, icy to the extreme.
“What a terrifying display...”
Jiang Chen, arriving shortly after, was also stunned by the scene before him.
When had he ever seen so many powerful beings? Every single one of them could easily crush him to dust.
But here, he once again saw Xiao Ruoyin. She was currently being protected by the experts of the Skyward Schloss and had not noticed him.
“This was left behind by my Godly Illusion Clan’s Ancestor. Do all of you intend to fight over it?”
At this moment, an expert of the Godly Illusion Clan stepped forward and asked indifferently.
Terrifying Sacred Lord Realm pressure swept across the eight directions, pressing down on many young prodigies until their faces turned white and they could hardly breathe.
At the same time, an object appeared in his hand—a golden token bearing ancient divine runes, exceedingly resplendent.
A vast and boundless aura emerged from this token.
Faintly, the many Array Patterns surrounding this tomb began to converge, interweaving continuously like a star chart.
“This is an item left behind by that Godly Illusion Clan Ancestor back then, capable of mobilizing the heaven-and-earth Array Patterns of this place...”
The face of a great cult’s leader changed as he recognized this object, feeling some apprehension in his heart.
“Since ancient times, treasures belong to those with the virtue to hold them. Though this place is said to be the resting ground of your Godly Illusion Clan’s Ancestor, countless years have passed—why did none of you ever come, only for there to be movement now that this place has emerged into the world?”
“In this old man’s view, these are ownerless objects. Let everyone rely on their own abilities to obtain them. If that were not so, why would that existence of the Godly Illusion Clan have chosen this place for his passing back then?”
An old man spoke with a chuckle. He came from Sky Emperor Mountain, his seniority extremely ancient, his cultivation even more unfathomable.
His words immediately gained the approval of many. After all, this place was not within the Godly Illusion Clan’s clan grounds.
Opportunities were to be seized by each according to their own ability.
If the Godly Illusion Clan wanted to swallow it all for themselves, they would have to ask whether the many orthodoxies were willing.
“Specious arguments. This place was left behind by my clan’s Ancestor. You have forcibly intruded, disturbing the peace of my Ancestor’s spirit in heaven, and now you even wish to seize the relics he left behind. What banditry.”
Hearing these words, Jiang Luoshen now spoke as well.
Her voice was very pleasant, like black ice striking a jade plate, yet it was very cold.
The group of prodigies from the True Immortal Academy, led by the King of Six Crowns Jun Yao, were also on a nearby mountain peak at this moment.
Hearing these words, someone immediately sneered, “How absurd. Does this Godly Illusion Clan really intend to contend against all the orthodoxies single-handedly?”
Yue Mingkong, the Phoenix Lady, Jin Chan the Chosen Monk, Jiang Chuchu, and the others were all present, only they had not drawn near.
“A tomb within a tomb. The true tomb is not this one, but deep underground—that is where that existence’s Divinity Crystal lies...”
A thoughtful glint flashed through Yue Mingkong’s eyes. She did not make a sound, planning to wait for the right moment before entering the tomb.
They were, in the end, only of the younger generation. This time, the emergence of the Godly Illusion Tomb had alarmed nothing but the older generation and cult-leader-level figures.
Even with their status, it was very difficult for them to get a word in at this moment; they could only watch from afar.
Dong!! However, just then, accompanied by a terrifying, violent tremor—
From the fissure ahead, a sky-piercing radiance suddenly emerged.
That crystalline palace seemed to have been triggered.
The chaotic mist shrouding it dispersed, and the many Array Patterns also began to vanish as it slowly descended toward the ground.
In an instant, the expressions of all the great figures ahead changed. They felt that the aura within the ancient palace had weakened considerably, and it was much safer than before.
At once, many people did not hesitate in the slightest, transforming into divine rainbows one after another and charging inside, no longer bothering to discuss anything further with the Godly Illusion Clan’s party.
Seeing this, Jiang Luoshen’s expression changed, and she was about to charge in as well, when Jiang Chen below sensed something was wrong and hurriedly shouted, “Princess Luoshen, wait a moment.”
Hearing these words, Jiang Luoshen’s brows furrowed, displeased in her heart.
But recalling the mysterious methods Jiang Chen had displayed before, she gave a cold snort and forcibly stopped.
“If the Ancestor’s relics are snatched away, I will not spare you.”
She gave Jiang Chen a cold look.
Jiang Chen smiled bitterly. “Princess Luoshen, I just suddenly felt that something was off. If you rashly charged in, you might well have been injured.”
Jiang Luoshen gave him a faint glance and said nothing more.
However, she believed a few parts of what Jiang Chen had said.
At this moment, although quite a few great figures had charged into the ancient palace, there were still many who chose to wait and watch from outside for a while.
The Longevity Gu Family, the Longevity Wang Family, the Ancient Ye Family, Sky Emperor Mountain, and other orthodoxies all did not act impulsively, strange lights flickering in their eyes as they stared fixedly at the ancient palace within.
Dong!!! Suddenly, an even more violent commotion came from the fissure ahead, as if some terrifying river were flowing within it.
Immediately after, before everyone’s shocked gazes, boundless haze-light burst out of the fissure.
Light of every color under the seven-hued spectrum illuminated the firmament. Numerous divine weapons, sacred medicines, and jade jars... erupted from within like a volcanic explosion.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
The next instant, the crowd began to scramble madly.
Even quite a few of the older generation who had maintained their calm composure just moments ago now had red eyes, able to sense the preciousness of the things contained within that radiance.
How could such an opportunity be let slip so easily?
Let alone the younger generation—even the prodigies of the True Immortal Academy began transforming into divine rainbows, continuously snatching up these fine things.
“Little Chenzi, do you see it? That pale purple broken stele—that’s definitely a good thing. While no one has noticed it yet, hurry and snatch it up.”
In Jiang Chen’s mind, the Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit was also urging him on incessantly, extremely excited and anxious.
Hearing these words, Jiang Chen’s gaze focused, and he immediately spotted the pale purple broken stele it spoke of.
Sure enough, because of its utterly ordinary appearance, no one was fighting over it at the moment. It was flying out of that fissure, about to fall somewhere.
His figure moved, and he hurriedly chased in that direction. Fortunately, there was simply too much radiance in the sky.
No one was watching him closely.
“That guy—could he have spotted some good treasure...”
That arrogant youth of the Godly Illusion Clan was also among those fighting over these treasures, but he had noticed Jiang Chen, his gaze somewhat ill-intentioned.
“Jiang Ming, what do you want to do to him?”
Jiang Luoshen noticed his gaze and could not help but ask faintly.
Jiang Ming gave an awkward laugh. “Royal Sister, that fellow seems to have spotted some good treasure.”
Jiang Luoshen’s delicate brows furrowed, but she said nothing more.
“This pale purple Stone Engraving—what exactly is it...”
Jiang Chen asked the Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit in his heart, but his movements did not slow in the slightest as he rapidly gave chase.
“I don’t know either. The good stuff should be hidden inside that Stone Engraving. Everything on the outside is camouflage.”
The Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit said.
Hearing these words, Jiang Chen’s gaze grew even more fervent. He stared fixedly at that Stone Engraving, watching it fall from the sky, smashing toward some direction.
His figure swiftly descended from the sky, but soon the excited expression froze on his face, and his movements also stalled.
A pair of small hands, plain white as jade, bent down and picked up that pale purple Stone Engraving.
It was a young girl of suffocating beauty, dressed in a flowing immortal gown with wide sleeves, her hair like clouds.
Her features were delicate and refined, without the slightest flaw to be found, her skin fair and fine like the most flawless mutton-fat jade.
Her expression was cool and aloof, her whole person carrying an immortal air, as if she might ride the wind and transform into an immortal at any moment, departing for the legendary Moon Palace.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
The young girl gave him a faint glance. Her voice, though cool and pleasing, contained a thread of coldness.
The Big Red Bird on her shoulder likewise wore an unfriendly expression toward him.