Chapter 954: 196: Ancient Hall Opens
Chapter 954: Chapter 196: Ancient Hall Opens
The battle in the Void Sky Abyss concluded, and the conflict between the Source Ancestor and the Divine Clan temporarily ceased.
Within the rift of that void, except for the Heavenly Origin Saint, the Source Ancestor’s second disciple, no one knew what had happened. But there was no doubt that they had reached a temporary truce agreement.
As the day for the opening of the Ancient Hall approached, All Saints speculated that aside from the Source Ancestor, the Divine King would undoubtedly not miss this opportunity.
Various rumors about the Ancient Hall circulated among All Saints, with many Semi-Saints discussing it. After all, the previously prolonged Supreme Genius Battle was meant to stimulate talent and cultivate monsters capable of mastering the Sixth Extreme Realm.
Now that such individuals had emerged, the celestial legend that shook All Heavens was about to be revealed.
Many reincarnated Saints, upon awakening their memories, chose to return prematurely to inherit the power of their past lives.
No one knew the state within the Ancient Hall yet. If it were a wide-open path, it would be easier; if admission were limited, there would certainly be fierce competition requiring preparation in advance.
Because of the Ancient Hall, the prior clash between the Source Ancestor and Divine King caused many Sacred Lands to refrain from intervening, being forced instead to pick sides.
In the Universe, within the Mixed Heaven Sacred Land.
“Master, does the Ancient Hall truly contain a path leading to Immortal Divine? Perhaps Immortal Divine is merely a legend, and you, Master, have already reached the pinnacle of cultivation.”
A Saint adorned with rainbow-colored wings murmured. His demeanor seemed elegant and agreeable, handsome like a jade tree in the wind. However, peacock feathers were perched atop his forehead, combed upright, and his eye shadows shimmered in emerald green.
“Your cultivation years are too shallow. Immortal Divine is far from a mere legend. The Source Ancestor is so deeply devoted to Immortal Divine because, during the Ancient Times, he witnessed it personally. He might even have received guidance from Immortal Divine.”
The Mixed Heaven Saint, whose towering form bore a pitch-black horn reaching toward the heavens, spoke indifferently:
“Immortal Divine traces can be found everywhere. Those stars above All Heavens, except for Divine Yang, were all fabricated through Immortal Divine Power. Do you think the world was originally like this? How could it be; the man-made marks are too evident!”
“Indeed, the Heavenly Stele on the All Heavens Battlefield is rumored to be an artifact left by ancient Immortal Divine, supposedly used to select disciples.”
The old tree in front of the Mixed Heaven Saint spoke slowly: “But since Immortal Divine vanished, the Heavenly Stele gradually became a tool for testing Heavenly Pride. Yet think about it carefully—how could such a peculiar and wondrous stele emerge naturally from heaven and earth.”
“Immortal Divine used the Heavenly Stele to select disciples?”
The Peacock Saint froze, pondering, and found the thought plausible.
“As for the Ancient Hall, its situation remains unknown. If the Source Ancestor and Divine King were to join forces and truly open the Immortal Divine Road, no one would be able to compete against their alliance.” The Peacock Saint expressed concern.
“They won’t. When the time comes, the Source Ancestor will certainly invite us to deal with the Divine King first.”
The Mixed Heaven Saint spoke calmly: “In truth, the Source Ancestor struck against the Divine King back then out of jealousy and fear. That Divine King… is arguably the greatest monster in history, but unfortunately, his edge was overly sharp, and he trusted others too easily.”
The Peacock Saint froze in shock, surprised to learn the Source Ancestor could feel fear and envy toward another.
“Time is running out. Let’s head to the Little Thousand World early to assist that young man. He is the key to the Ancient Hall. Not all Saints wish to open the hall now; we must ensure this key isn’t destroyed.”
The Mixed Heaven Saint narrowed his eyes, his imposing aura retracting. From his immense original form, he returned to his normal Saint appearance.
Hearing this, the Peacock Saint felt a chill in his heart. Not wishing to open the hall early?
Indeed, the Ancient Hall wasn’t going anywhere, and for some Saints, opening it ahead of time might not be advantageous.
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“Recently, outside the Little Thousand World, traces of Saints have been spotted, though no one has been found.”
Within the Stolen Heaven Sacred Land, in a small courtyard, Feng Boping spoke while eating and drinking to Li Hao.
“The Source Ancestor was right; indeed, some do not wish for me to open the Ancient Hall. Perhaps there is even a Supreme Saint hidden within.”
Li Hao, able to glimpse Heaven’s Will and predict fortunes and misfortunes, sensed danger lurking outside the Little Thousand World. These intentions could not be benign.
He hadn’t mentioned this to Feng yet, but nevertheless, Feng had maintained his earlier arrangements, joining forces with Lie Sky Saint to seal the Little Thousand World and its Sacred Land. Other Saints attempting to infiltrate would face greatly heightened difficulty.
“After all, your emergence comes at an untimely moment for some. The Ancient Hall remains there, but without your key, some aspire to cultivate the Sixth Extreme Realm themselves, seizing more opportunities.”
Feng Boping had long seen through the schemes of certain Saints. Although the Divine Clan and Source Ancestor had ceased fighting, Feng continued to seal the realm and mountains, fully protecting Li Hao.
Even if a Supreme Saint acted, it would be difficult to kill Li Hao without leaving traces. If the disturbance grew too large, it would undoubtedly provoke widespread wrath.
“Are you really not planning to go to the Ancient Hall this time, Feng?”
Li Hao grabbed the wine gourd at his side, took two sips, and asked Feng.
All Heavens Saints were covertly gathering strength, preparing for the Ancient Hall. This event surpassed even the All Saints Summit, and no one could resist its allure—except for Feng.
“To become Immortal Divine is merely to live longer, to endure as long as heaven and earth. Longevity isn’t rare; living without joy is frightening.”
Feng Boping tilted his head and took a swig from his wine, smiling faintly: “I cannot accompany you this time. You will have to look after yourself, but I will be waiting for you to take that step.”
Li Hao stared intently at Feng, sensing faintly that the other was hiding something from him. Yet Feng had no intention of revealing it. To relinquish an opportunity for Immortal Divine must be of utmost importance.