Chapter 1576: Hall of Doubt (I)

Li Zhouwei put away the various items and finished reading the jade slip. Only then did he learn that the jade flask in his hand contained the [Upper Rite] Dao's [Profound Banquet Grand Jade]. The [Profound Heart Essence Qi] required for the [Bright Heart Banquet] of the [Profound Origin Essence-Heart Technique] could be harvested directly from the flask.

This is also an opportunity to revive an entire Dao lineage.

A suspicion soon arose in his mind, Treasure Bottle... Contemplating the Nine... Back when Changxiao hunted down granduncle, he left behind an extremely troublesome art called the Mulberry Concord Ninefold Profound Method. There was also the Treasure Bottle Merging Profound Method...

Changxiao rose to prominence from a Douxuan Dao lineage somewhere in the Eastern Sea. Since it is also Douxuan, there is an eighty or ninety percent chance that it is closely connected to the Dao lineage before me... If I can uncover some clues here, things may become much easier in the future.

But his hackles quietly rose.

Since Changxiao comes from the Douxuan Dao lineage, he would thrive in Wanlin Heaven like a fish in water. There is no way he would pass up this opportunity. He is likely somewhere within this grotto heaven. The man is cunning, so I must remain on guard...

As he made his way out of the cave dwelling, he swept his gaze across the surroundings and could not help feeling a little regretful. Every item within [Pure Rite Peak] was a fine treasure. Though none of them particularly interested him, taking them away and using them as furnishings would be enough to establish a cultivation ground of exceptionally high standards for his own clan.

After a brief glance around, he dismantled the gold-inscribed screen dharma artifacts lining both sides of the cave dwelling. With a flick of his finger, he also removed the spirit cabinets beside them. Gathering everything up in haste, he wasted no time and sped out of the cave dwelling.

The world within the grotto heaven was bathed in gold. Changing direction, he headed east and raced fifty kilometers, only to find fewer and fewer gains. Everything was consumed by ruin and disorder. Many Purple Mansion Realm cultivators had already looted the place, smashing apart cave dwellings that contained Dao treatises and cultivation techniques.

The magnificent immortal palaces and celestial pavilions had been reduced to rubble. Spirit smoke billowed across the land, while only streaks of multicolored light continued to dart through the sky.

He feigned searching for treasures while secretly employing the ability to search the unseen to investigate. The scene before him gradually blurred and faded, revealing the mystics of confinement and containment woven throughout heaven and earth. They spread across the land like a translucent veil, yet the colors grew noticeably fainter in one particular area.

This...

He studied it carefully for a while before making his way toward it. As he circulated heavenly light and maintained the appearance of conducting a search, he gradually approached the area and eventually spotted a towering platform forged from silver.

A ruined ceremonial gate stood upon the platform. Its original form could still vaguely be discerned. There were three bays supported by four pillars, covered in carved reliefs and intricate engravings. Patterns representing water, fire, earth, and wood ran from top to bottom. The central gate was the tallest of the three, yet it seemed to have been struck by some overwhelming divine ability and devastated beyond recognition. The original patterns were nowhere to be seen, replaced entirely by fierce sword scars.

The sword scars were ancient and weathered. They were clearly not the work of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivators who had entered this place. Even now, every scar radiated a power capable of shaking the heart. Li Zhouwei paused briefly, and his spiritual sense soon picked up something as well.

The mystics of confinement and containment permeating heaven and earth seem to weaken upon reaching this place. Beneath this gate, they have diminished to the point of almost disappearing...

Li Zhouwei stepped forward and slowly closed his eyes. As the suppressive force weakened, the range of his spiritual sense expanded considerably. Sensing more carefully, he could faintly establish a connection with the boundless black great void, a presence that inexplicably brought him a sense of reassurance.

As expected, it's an exit!

The suppressive force sealing this place must have been far stronger before the grotto heaven opened. Only now had entering and leaving become possible...

He quietly committed the location to memory in case he ever needed an escape route in the future. Without lingering, he rose into the air once more. His speed steadily increased as his gaze swept across the land below. Secretly circulating the ability to search the unseen, he soon detected an anomaly ahead and silently moved closer.

Before long, he spotted a divine ability rampaging across the sky, leaving vast waves of brown-yellow radiance and clouds of dust in its wake. It was none other than the Profound Profound Divine Wardens.

This Purple Mansion Realm cultivator wore dark robes and appeared relatively young. Li Zhouwei could not tell which faction he belonged to, but judging from his attire, he was likely a Daoist Master from the outer-sea who had come all the way to Jiangnan for the sake of this grotto heaven...

What drew Li Zhouwei's attention, however, was the Profound Divine Warden. It was noticeably larger than the one at the [Palace of Sacred Offerings], and its aura was far more powerful as well. The thing looked exceptionally fierce. Uninterested in involving himself in unnecessary trouble, he simply detoured around it.

A sweep of his golden eyes revealed an opportunity. Taking advantage of the fact that the cultivator had drawn the Profound Divine Warden away, he headed in the direction the man had come from. After flying for some time, he gradually began to sense fluctuations of spiritual energy in the air, and delight stirred within him.

Just as I thought... It's the same as the [Palace of Sacred Offerings]. The important locations are all guarded by spirit statues. This Daoist Master must have obtained something before fleeing!

Most of the lesser places have already been searched... If you want the truly valuable treasures, you have to fight for them!

He sped onward. As he drew closer, the mystics of confinement and containment woven through heaven and earth abruptly intensified, reaching the same level he had experienced at the [Palace of Sacred Offerings]. In the distance, thick black radiance and dark clouds gradually came into view.

Unlike the [Palace of Sacred Offerings], this place was engulfed by a terrifying rainstorm. The sky overhead was dark and oppressive, devoid of even the faintest trace of light. Every raindrop was a rich blue-green color, and emitted sharp hissing sounds when they struck a dharma body.

The endless torrent of rain caused him to lift his head. As his spiritual sense stirred, understanding immediately dawned on him, The Rain of Clear Dusk stirred by Pristine Water... There is an eighty or ninety percent chance that a Pristine Water treasure lies here!

The endless emerald rain obscured nearly all light. A vast expanse of water lay below him, within which ruined walls and shattered structures occasionally emerged from the surface before vanishing again, each emitting a faint glow.

There was no need to use his ability to search the unseen. With a simple sweep of his golden eyes, he saw through the Rain of Clear Dusk and took in the entire situation at a glance.

"Hm?"

Li Zhouwei raised an eyebrow slightly and thought to himself, There's actually an old acquaintance here!

Within the surging radiance of Pristine Water, a figure streaked through the air while fighting and retreating at the same time. He wore a deep-blue dharma robe and had a compact face with a slightly pointed chin. His features carried a handsome, spirited air. Layers of divine abilities empowered him, woven together with purple light. It was none other than Daoist Master Yehui!

Having aligned himself with the northern powers, this Daoist Master had evidently fared quite well over the years. Standing amidst the rain atop a current of purple water, he held a bright, perfectly round pearl in his hand. Though facing three opponents alone, he appeared completely at ease, without the slightest sign of strain.

The other three Purple Mansion Realm cultivators were a different story. Although they had pursued him all the way here, they now hesitated to advance and were already showing signs of retreat.

Just as Li Zhouwei gripped Da Sheng, a brilliant white light suddenly rose from the distant rainstorm. A streak of radiance burst forth from the ruins buried beneath the surging waters and shot straight into the heavens!

The white light shimmered and flowed like a cascading waterfall. Even the Rain of Clear Dusk could not conceal its dazzling brilliance. Merely by appearing in the sky, it caused streams of radiant light to descend, filling the air with mist and forcing the green glow of Pristine Water to recede.

"A spirit artifact!"

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