"Everyone, do not leave this Dragon King Temple for now. Otherwise, This Old Man cannot guarantee what you might encounter."
Just as Xu Taiping was wondering what exactly was inside the wooden chest at his feet, the voice of Old Palace Master Jiang Xuanfeng suddenly rang out.
Looking toward the voice, he saw that Jiang Xuanfeng was already standing in the center of the main hall.
At this moment, apart from his unchanged face, Jiang Xuanfeng's clothing, build, and bearing had all undergone a complete transformation.
At first glance, he looked like an elderly schoolteacher holding a scroll of calligraphy and painting.
And after hearing Jiang Xuanfeng's warning.
The several groups of cultivators who had nearly reached the Dragon King Temple's entrance all stopped and returned sheepishly.
Then Jiang Xuanfeng unfurled the scroll in his hands, suspending it in the air facing everyone.
Immediately, the cultivators, Xu Taiping among them, saw an enormous Mountain and River Vein Map appear within the scroll.
Looking closely, they discovered that the clouds and flowing water in the Mountain and River Vein Map were actually moving.
By focusing their eyesight, they could even see individual figures as tiny as ants beneath the mountain peaks.
Just as everyone was marveling at the wondrous nature of this scroll, Old Palace Master Jiang Xuanfeng spoke again:
"As you can see, the true entrance to the Immortal Burial Ruins is not Cloud-Plucking Summit, but this painting in This Old Man's hands."
His words immediately sent an uproar through the ruined temple's main hall.
One cultivator exclaimed:
"No wonder even all those cultivators sent by the Upper Realm could not find the Immortal Burial Ruins. Your Profound Elixir Palace had hidden them inside a painting!"
"And Cloud-Plucking Summit is merely the entrance to this ruined temple where the painting