Forcing His Way into the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground, Nothing but a Little Wind and Frost

Facing Master Yuhua's words, Emperor Zuo nodded.

"If you could live another thousand years or so, perhaps you could contend with me."

"Unfortunately, you won't live that long."

"By the way, what does the giant hand in this painting represent? You've studied the Bronze Ancient Hall for so long; you should know something, shouldn't you?"

"Hehehe!"

"Of course I know. But do you think I'd tell you?"

"Even if I told you, would you dare believe me?"

"You're right. I really wouldn't dare believe you."

Whoosh!

A streak of light shot from Emperor Zuo's hand, and a tiny bloody hole appeared in Master Yuhua's forehead.

With Master Yuhua's death, the massive Bronze Ancient Hall began sinking once more.

Seeing this, Emperor Zuo struck out at once, using supreme divine power to halt the Bronze Ancient Hall's descent.

Taking advantage of the opening, Chen Changsheng swiftly fished Master Yuhua's corpse out.

Boom!

The Bronze Ancient Hall dropped, completely suppressing the Blood Pool that contained Calamity's power.

"Huff~"

Emperor Zuo gently exhaled a breath of stale air and steadied himself.

Even for Emperor Zuo, stopping the Bronze Ancient Hall like this had been extremely taxing.

After placing the corpse into the prepared coffin, Chen Changsheng said, "Your Majesty, did you gain anything?"

"Somewhat. There should be a Teleportation Array inside every Bronze Ancient Hall, and there is some sort of connection between those arrays."

"As for what exactly that connection is, I'm not sure either. The Teleportation Array here has already been destroyed."

"Now, we can only place our hopes on the Bronze Ancient Hall in the Boundless Secret Realm."

"If the Teleportation Array in that Bronze Ancient Hall still works, we might truly be able to enter the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground."

As he spoke, a trace of excitement flashed through Emperor Zuo's eyes.

He had thought the Bronze Ancient Halls would offer only a little help. Who could have expected their use to be so immense?

With this, his chances of safely entering the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground had increased by at least twenty percent.

"Oh, right. This should be yours. Take it back."

Boom!

A stone coffin was tossed before Chen Changsheng.

This stone coffin was precisely the crucial treasure that had helped Chen Changsheng escape danger fifty years ago.

Having lost it and recovered it again, Chen Changsheng was naturally delighted.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chen Changsheng put away the stone coffin, then casually asked, "The Hundred Defeats Immortal was a figure from two thousand years ago. Has Your Majesty heard of him?"

"I have. I heard tales of him when I was ten."

"Yet at that time, he was already a figure from two thousand years ago."

"The writing on it belongs to a dynasty from two thousand years ago. By the time I could remember things, it had already been gone for quite some time."

"The reason I can read it is because that dynasty had not disappeared all that long ago back then."

Chen Changsheng: ???

At those words, Chen Changsheng's face was full of question marks.

He had thought the Hundred Defeats Immortal was a figure from two thousand years ago, but Chen Changsheng had never expected that Emperor Zuo had heard tales of him in his youth.

And even then, stories of the Hundred Defeats Immortal had already circulated for over two thousand years.

By that calculation, the Hundred Defeats Immortal had to be a figure from four thousand years ago.

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng asked, "Your Majesty, the Hundred Defeats Immortal already existed four thousand years ago. Just how strong was he?"

"I don't know. Suppressing the Calamity here and Master Yuhua with nothing but a phantom image is something I cannot do."

"If the Bronze Ancient Hall were not suppressing it, I would also like to borrow the power here."

Chen Changsheng: "..."

You never mentioned the power of Calamity, so I thought you disdained borrowing it. Turns out you just couldn't move it!

After silently mocking Emperor Zuo, Chen Changsheng said, "Your Majesty, I still need to bury my grandmaster, so I'll take my leave first."

"Go."

"But be quick. It won't take much time to remove the Bronze Ancient Hall from the Boundless Secret Realm."

With Emperor Zuo's permission, Chen Changsheng turned and left the forbidden ground of the Night Moon Kingdom.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

With the united efforts of Xuanwu Kingdom, the Bronze Ancient Hall within the Boundless Secret Realm was forcibly excavated.

Standing on the deck and gazing at the land of the Great Qian Dynasty, Chen Changsheng felt a faint stir of emotion.

He had stayed on this land for nearly two hundred years.

Two hundred years ago, he had never imagined that he would leave the Great Qian Dynasty, nor had he imagined he would cross paths with so many great cultivators of the cultivation world.

Back then, he had only wanted to live quietly and do a few interesting things.

Yet all kinds of events had been like an invisible giant hand, forcibly pushing him to where he stood today.

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng looked at his own hand and murmured, "To make someone who least wanted to cultivate reach the Nascent Soul Realm... truly, the ways of the world are unpredictable."

After saying that, a smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's face once more, and he turned back into the cabin.

One journey had ended. No matter how magnificent it had been, no matter how soul-stirring and perilous, it had ultimately ended.

Those who remained alive always had to look forward.

"Roar~"

Nine beasts as massive as small mountains let out thunderous roars.

Before these beasts, comparable to Spirit Transformation cultivators, all living things trembled in fear.

Yet even more absurdly, such powerful beasts were merely being used to pull a carriage.

And seated within that carriage was none other than Xuanwu Emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom.

Thump, thump, thump!

The war drums sounded, and Xuanwu Kingdom's million-strong army stood silently in place.

Though their numbers reached a million, not the slightest clamor could be heard.

"Gulp!"

Chen Changsheng swallowed and wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm not particularly good at forcing my way into the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground."

"How about we go in a little later?"

Seeing Chen Changsheng's timid appearance, Emperor Zuo's lips curved slightly upward.

"There is another Bronze Ancient Hall inside the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground. If you don't go in, how will you see it?"

"That makes sense, but I'm not good at fighting!"

"If I follow beside Your Majesty, I'll only hold you back."

Faced with Chen Changsheng's repeated refusals, Emperor Zuo did not grow angry. Instead, he patiently explained, "There is only one chance to force our way into the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground. If you don't stay by my side, you most likely won't have a chance to enter."

"Furthermore, you were the one who oversaw the repairs to the Bronze Ancient Hall. If you don't come with me, do you think I can rest easy?"

At Emperor Zuo's words, Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched.

Nian Sheng had disappeared within the Teleportation Array of the Bronze Ancient Hall. He only wanted to properly study the connection between the Teleportation Arrays—he truly had no other intentions!

After a brief sigh in his heart, Chen Changsheng resigned himself to looking toward the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground ahead.

Even if Emperor Zuo gave up on the idea of living another life against the heavens, Chen Changsheng himself would still find a way to enter the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground.

Otherwise, Chen Changsheng would have slipped away long ago. Why would he foolishly remain in Xuanwu Kingdom?