"Unrelated personnel, please leave as soon as possible. Anyone taking this journey might prove the Dao and become an immortal, or perhaps end up burying their bones in a foreign land. If you do not have the mental preparation, go down the mountain as soon as you can."
Ji Hao spoke up, instantly drawing the attention of the crowd.
"What do you mean by saying that?" someone asked.
Ji Hao did not respond and continued observing the five-colored altar.
"Let's hurry down the mountain, Ye Fan!" Someone in the distance was calling out to Ye Fan. Ye Fan gave Ji Hao a deep look, finding that he was still sizing up the five-colored altar, his eyes even reflecting mysterious runes similar to those on the altar.
He had read quite a few ancient texts and was far more sensitive to such mysterious matters than others. Moreover, it seemed related to his own destiny, making him extremely eager to know the answer.
Yet Ji Hao did not seem to want to tell him, leaving him feeling very impatient.
Ji Hao had no time to deal with him. Ye Fan had to make this trip; it involved not only the issue of the Ruthless Emperor, but also even greater karmic retribution. Without Ye Fan going against the flow of time in the Chaotic Ancient Era, there was no telling what kind of problems might occur.
Even if everyone in Mount Tai ran away, Ye Fan could not leave today. One could say that this trip with the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin was meant for Ye Fan. Even if Ye Fan left today, another five-colored altar would send him off to the cultivation world another day.
The heavenly momentum formations on this five-colored altar were extraordinary. They were a type of interplanetary teleportation array containing spatial laws that only a Sage could master. Although Ji Hao's cultivation was not high, the Emperor Blood contained within his body belonged to the Void Emperor's lineage, granting him a natural mastery of the mysteries of the void.
Because the emperor's corpse had developed spiritual awareness, Ji Hao's bloodline always contained a trace of extreme death Qi. This made his bloodline impure, making it hard for him to match an emperor's son, but he was still second only to them.
Regarding the mysteries of the void, he possessed peerless talent naturally.
Suddenly, the cracks beneath his feet continued to spread as the rocks shattered, revealing a larger area of the five-colored altar. The Three Worlds Bronze Coffin slid forward and arrived right in front of Ji Hao. Once again, there was a round of ghost-like howls and wolf-like shrieks as quite a few people also fell into this huge pit.
Looking at the massive bronze coffin, a sudden desire welled up in Ji Hao's heart, as if he wanted to plunder something.
Yielding to this desire, Ji Hao placed his hand onto the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin.
"Boom!"
It was as if heaven and earth were being split open. An aura surpassing all things and universes erupted with Ji Hao at the center; time froze, and everything turned into black and white colors.
Centered around the Shrouding the Heavens Universe, the most divine and mighty Great Dao was reviving. An aura transcending everything pierced through the past and future, the six combinations and eight desolations, reaching all the way to the very beginning of heaven and earth.
That was the power belonging to the Master of the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin. His Dao—a mighty force that almost surpassed the realm above sacrificial dao—froze time, and not even the ancestors on the plateau detected it.
The Dao principles belonging to the Master of the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin were sacrificed, and a long staff—neither bronze, nor iron, nor steel—was born from within the divine light.
The River of Time coiled around it, its endless Dao principles bafflingly intricate, and wisps of noble purple Qi condensed together.
The River of Time, having neither beginning nor end, turned into a single line.
Countless beams of divine light erupted from the divine weapon. With burning eyes, Ji Hao stared fixedly at it, muttering uncontrollably to himself, "Five thousand years! I knew it. How could someone like this young master, a transmigrator, not have a golden finger?"
Ji Hao smiled brightly, staring unblinkingly at the fishing rod that had emerged amidst the endless divine light?!
His smile slowly grew stiff.
"This thing is a fishing rod?" Ji Hao said uncertainly.
Such a lofty and profound... and it turned out to be a fishing rod?!
Although he was unsure what level of power the burst had reached just then, it definitely exceeded the emperor realm. Great emperors did not have the ability to accomplish such a dazzling scene.
Don't look at Ji Hao as having relatively weak strength; as a hardcore fan of the red-haired monster and an armchair king, he still possessed a bit of appraisal skill.
His golden finger had only manifested after coming into contact with the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin.
What was the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin? The creation of that very first master of the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin was definitely a creation that surpassed the Immortal Emperor Realm.
"No matter what, just based on this momentum alone, it is worth having!" Ji Hao adjusted his mood and reached out to touch the divine-light-shattering fishing rod.
A ray of divine light shot into Ji Hao's mind, and a piece of information surfaced.
"Turns out this thing is just called a fishing rod, with no lofty or profound name," Ji Hao said with some disappointment.
"Poor review!"
"I originally thought it would have a lofty and profound name, like the Primordial Fishing Rod, Chaos Fishing Rod, or Heavens Fishing Rod."
"Still, as a golden finger, its functionality is quite formidable."
A fishing rod, after all, had the function of fishing. However, ordinary fishing rods used bait to fish, while Ji Hao's fishing rod was out of the ordinary—it used fortune aura and laws as bait to fish across the heavens.
Artifacts, ancient scriptures, and heavenly materials and earthly treasures could all be obtained.
He had just awakened the fishing rod through the laws of the Master of the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin, and he also had one chance to fish across the heavens.
It was extraordinarily precious, much like a lucky draw—some draws cost ten yuan, others cost a hundred yuan, but a lucky draw opportunity using the laws of the Master of the Three Worlds Bronze Coffin as bait was definitely worth trillions.
"Fortune aura and laws can both be used as bait," Ji Hao thought, looking at the fishing rod in his hand.
Taking advantage of the fact that the freezing of time had not yet lifted, a flash of golden light lit up as he looked toward Ye Fan.
Curious, he wanted to see the future Heavenly Emperor Ye's fortune aura.
He saw that above Ye Fan's head, his fortune aura condensed into five-colored auspicious clouds, a golden dragon was about to rear its head and take flight, and blossoming merit golden lotus flowers were unfolding.
"A hidden dragon in the abyss; Ye Fan is about to soar!" Ji Hao exclaimed with emotion.
Other things aside, the merit and fortune aura accumulated by the nine great saint physiques of the past as they fought the firmament and quelled dark turmoil multiple times had all been inherited by Ye Fan as the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.
Although merit did not seem to manifest prominently in this world, it still existed, showing itself in turning danger into safety when encountering perils, picking up treasures when going outside, and making the comprehension of the Dao much smoother.
Now is not the time to get familiar with the golden finger.
Ji Hao put away the fishing rod, and the surrounding frozen time thawed, changing from black and white colors back to a riot of vibrant hues.
The moment Ji Hao put away the fishing rod.
On the altar beneath his feet, lines of ancient divine runes lit up, five-colored brilliance shone, and the jade blocks and stone slabs arrayed on the five-colored altar suddenly became crystal clear and translucent.
Just as Ye Fan and the others were about to leave, the five-colored stone altar began to vibrate. The Jade Emperor Summit shook, and after a bout of the world spinning around them, the crowd was shaken off, tumbling down onto the stone altar and knocking over some of the jade pieces and ancient books.
"Sure enough, Ruthless or the Great Success Sacred Body has been watching this place all along. Ye Fan cannot escape this cosmic journey," Ji Hao sighed.
Lights flickered, and simultaneously, the stones shattered as scene after scene began to appear.
Ye Fan and the others let out a series of cries of alarm, but nothing could change. They felt as though they were inexplicably enveloped by a force, unable to move and feeling utterly despairing.
These ancient characters surrounded the bronze coffin, swaying their brilliance like stars, moving, arranging themselves, and subsequently forming an Eight Trigrams. A mysterious force vibrated outward, condensing and enveloping the upper part of the bronze coffin.