CHAPTER 760: CHAPTER 183 EMPEROR BURIAL CRYSTAL

The Ancient Ice Glacier sometimes holds a Time Origin point.

Normally entering, one reaches the interior of the glacier, surrounded by various icy and frosty atmospheres and Secret Realms containing all sorts of Ice Soul Stones, enough to offer tremendous benefits to Cultivators.

Thus, many Cultivators, upon finding the Time Origin point, are unwilling to leave. They desire to obtain some Ice Soul Stones to quell their Souls, considering that every Cultivator must endure the trial of the Demon Heart—sometimes completely succumbing.

From this, the significance of the Ice Soul Stone is self-evident.

However, what all Cultivators had not anticipated was that the Time Origin point would bring them into the once mysteriously vanished and reportedly extinct Endless Ice Palace.

Merely the presence of Endless Ice Palace had already brought people to the brink of doom. Then adding something like a soul-harvesting tool ’Soul Sea’—Nine Origin Soul Sea—this was demanding the lives of every Cultivator.

Perhaps dying here once, many Cultivators retain their original soul or Void Soul and would not truly perish, but it would still cause a horrifying impact on the remaining parts of their souls.

Without the Soul Cutting Skill, one soul dying equals wasting half of one’s talent. The more exceptional the individual, the more their talent is cherished over their life.

Similarly, many outstanding individuals are quite conceited; regardless of any danger, they wouldn’t leave behind a Void Soul, traversing the world with just their original soul. But this time, they found themselves in real mortal peril.

Such Cultivators were not in the minority.

At this point, successive Cultivators’ bodies exploded into bursts of blood, splashing spiritual light amidst the dark mountains, like bright fireworks in the night, gruesome yet stunning.

Zhou Yan had grown used to the strange occurrences, gradually calming down.

Xuanyuan Ancestor had said there would be no danger, but Xuanyuan Ancestor had not foreseen that his strong disruption of someone else’s grand arrangement and smashing of all schemes would drive these people mad as rabid dogs, forcing many Cultivators into a corner, compelled to come here.

However, Xuanyuan Ancestor had mentioned that overall, this place wasn’t too perilous, and Zhou Yan also felt an inexplicable familiarity here, hence he didn’t share the deep fear that other Cultivators had for this place.

While listening to Liu Jin’s explanations, Zhou Yan also gradually formed his own understanding of the Wanling Race. Among these races, aside from those that had lost traces and rarely appeared, the Returning True Clan people and Sky Wing Clan people were relatively dominant.

"Wanling Race, Mechanical Clan, Sky Cat Clan... The Mechanical Clan must be those beings with intelligent life; and the Sky Cat Clan, could it be similar to Earth’s saying that ’cats have nine lives’? And also... born with ’Three Souls and Seven Spirits,’ seems like everyone on Earth is like this too..."

"And then there’s the Panhuang Clan people... Clearly, this is an inheritance of the Pangu Bloodline. The people of Earth’s Huaxia lineage are also descendants of Yan and Huang; who knows what other connections there might be..."

"My path of Ancestor Worship might be longer than I imagined."

"Brother was skilled in shape and meaning, and now that I’ve embarked on the Cultivation Path that Brother practiced, I find that each shape and meaning is like the Sky Cat Clan people, each one a life. Moreover, Brother obviously possessed many kinds of Constitutions. Previously, I passed on to him the Soul Cutting Skill, helped him cut a soul back to Earth... Brother probably hasn’t perished, has he? Then, those messages he gave me, mentioning ’to give his last wisp of soul some hope,’ what hope could that be?"

Zhou Yan became somewhat lost in thought.

Having inherited almost all the memories of the previous Lei Yan King, Zhou Yan realized that there were even more things he didn’t understand.

"Perhaps, life is a path where countless incomprehensions are explored. After the path of Ancestor Worship, returning to the Plane, and dealing with the matters of Sword Ancestor Star, and... the competition of the Plane is far more fierce than I imagined. When the time comes, will it be the ancient reclusive families emerging? Or will it be directly confronting the challenges with the Thunder Expansion Sacred Land? It will depend on my strength at that time..."

Zhou Yan murmured to himself, his entire being somewhat wistful.

The path ahead was truly long, and what he had walked was only a small part of it.

The road is long and the Cultivation distant.

"...Among these races, the Mechanical Clan is actually the most terrifying. Their ’Mecha’ can contend against the mighty Great Success Emperor Qi Sword Body, their physical bodies not inferior and perhaps even surpassing. Their ’Intelligent Brain’ is way beyond the Nine Orifice Exquisite Heart! What’s even scarier is that any energy can serve as ’propulsion’ for them, they can minutely detail all of their space nodes, truly a bunch of madmen, a bunch of freaks!"

"The Mechanical Clan, they do not need soul power to control their ’Mechanical Treasures’; as long as there is a strong enough will outputting thoughts, they can be controlled, making them countless times easier to use than our Magic Treasures. Such a race, each appearance is an event of Star Domain conquest, feared by all races."

"They even extract strong individuals’ Bloodlines, replicate various Divine Bodies, aided by ’Intelligent Brain,’ ’Mecha,’ absolutely invincible!"

"The most terrifying thing is, they also like collecting the bones of Supreme and even Immortal Strongmen, using terrifying energy and Life Divine Medicine to replicate ’Immortal Strongmen’!

’The plan of creating ’Immortal Strongmen’ was once named ’Heavenly Destiny Project,’ a plan that trembled the Wanling Race."

"Brother Zhou Yan, my mouth is dry from all the talking, are you listening? Why do I feel like you are startled stiff?"

Halfway through, Liu Jin suddenly moved his chubby face closer to Zhou Yan, apparently wanting to see if Zhou Yan was truly listening.

Zhou Yan felt the fat and large ears progressively nearing his face; he could even smell this fat man’s hot breath and the odor of cold sweat. He slightly moved back to avoid this obnoxious guy and said, "Of course, I’m listening. But if you put it that way, doesn’t it mean that the Mechanical Clan also loves to dig around everywhere? Would not the burial grounds of some Supremes and Immortals frequently be visited?"