The centralmost region was a vast expanse of ruins, as though recounting its former supreme glory.
Lu Chen sighed inwardly. Even the greatest legacy would one day fade into extinction. His goal was the bounty left behind by that once-immortal divine dynasty.
He opened his Source Heaven Divine Eye, his gaze reaching for miles and piercing through illusions.
"Formation patterns laid down by a peerless figure-hard to unravel!"
Countless divine patterns permeated the void, profound and unfathomable, sealing the Eternal Eclosion Ancestral Temple. There was no telling which peerless expert had laid them down.
Though Lu Chen's attainments in Dao patterns were considerable, he could not unravel them. He could only use the Immortal-Slaying Gourd's supreme power to forcibly tear open a corner.
Whoosh!
Nothing could withstand the might of an Emperor Weapon. It pierced space and split open the seal that had endured for endless ages, revealing a gap through which an ancient temple flickered into view.
Inside the ancestral temple, black demonic mist hung thick in the air. It was terrifyingly cold and utterly silent, as though he had entered hell.
Hall after hall stretched on without end, with powerful prohibitions between them that made flying across impossible.
The first ancient hall contained an immense space, vast and expansive, laid out with profound spell formations.
Lu Chen made his way cautiously through it, encountering many yin spirits and ghosts. Their bodies were mistlike, their faces deathly pale, and eerie green netherflames burned in their eyes as they howled and lunged at him.
"Accumulated yang becomes spirit, within spirit lies form; form is born of the sun, the sun is born of the moon..."
He recited the Deliverance Scripture, and a strange power spread outward. Heavenly Venerable Lingbao had created this scripture specifically to suppress corpse calamities. Under its