In the land of the five continents, undercurrents seemed to be surging under the tranquility. The elites of the Skyward Pavilion quietly gathered in the void, but they did not alarm the Meishan cultivators in the northwest corner of the Center Continent.
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In Xuandu City, the jade man looked at a few broken walls alone. There was a Daoist with long hair standing with his hands behind his back. Sometimes, he closed his eyes and sometimes, he opened them, as if he was searching for something.
One was near while the other was far away. Both of them were waiting for Yang Jian to return. Although Yang Jian had only entered for half a day, there was already a hint of worry in Great Daoist Master Xuan Du's eyes.
"Don't let anything happen to this kid. He's walking forward so casually, isn't he afraid … tsk, really …"
Xuan Du muttered to himself for a while, but he was not in a hurry to enter. He just stood there and waited.
Yang Jian's Primordial Spirit cultivation was not considered outstanding. If he wanted to return, it would be impossible for him to find the way back if no one was there to guide him.
"Let's wait and see." Xuan Du pondered for a while. His powerful spirit sense reached into the overlapping, chaotic universe in front of him, following the figure that kept moving forward.
From Xuan Du's point of view, Yang Jian was just walking step by step in the gray fog, searching everywhere.
Great Master Xuan Du naturally knew about the treacherous place in Saint's Tomb. Every step he took was a different world, and every step he took would land him in a dangerous place evolved from the Saint's Dao Law.
Like Yang Jian, who only glanced at it from afar, directly took a detour and turned back, which was actually the safest method. Although he might miss many opportunities, at least his life would not be in danger.
Greed was the biggest taboo in treasure hunting.
Yang Jian's goal was clear. He had come for the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl. Even if it was just a glimpse and he sensed the aura of a Connate Cardinal treasure, Yang Jian would retreat cautiously.
However, to Xuandu, such a temperament was already very rare.
"Where is the orb?"
Yang Jian muttered in a low voice, afraid that his voice would alert something.
At the thought that he might be walking on the skeleton of a Saint who was said to be undying and indestructible, Yang Jian's hair stood on end.
With every step he took, different Dao runes would appear, but most of them were incomplete.
Every five feet, he felt as if he had stepped into a new world, and a scene that he had never seen before would appear before his eyes.
It was as if there were countless heavens and earth, countless small worlds squeezed into this place. The universe was like a book with endless pages, and he was wandering in the world of each page.
Saint's Tomb …
Speaking of which, it was quite strange.
Yang Jian originally thought that there would be many traps and restrictions inside, but after entering, he didn't feel any hostility towards an outsider like him.
Even if there was a trap, it would be placed right in front of him. As long as he wasn't tempted, he would be able to move forward safely.
As Yang Jian walked step by step, the Dao runes around him changed again and again. The scenery in front of him changed again and again.
He had not been able to find the whereabouts of the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl, so he kept walking like this. When he encountered danger, he would circle around it or retreat to find another path.
In this half a day, he did not feel that there was any danger in this place at all. He felt a little disappointed in his heart.
Just as Eldest Uncle had said, there was no need to carry a weapon in Saint's Tomb as long as one's Taoist Heart was stable, one would be safe and sound.
Until a stone tablet appeared in front of him, and Yang Jian walked 100 feet away, the universe did not change.
There were a few complicated words engraved on the stone tablet that Yang Jian could not understand. However, after Yang Jian looked at them for a while, he inexplicably had a few words in his heart.
Those were the words of the Great Dao. They were born when the Connate Five Grand Essences were born. They were an extremely brilliant method used to convey information to future generations. Those who were not Saints of the Great Dao could not write them.
And the message carried by these four runes also turned into simple words in Yang Jian's heart that he could understand.
"If you pass the Heart Sea Realm, you can enter the Saints' Sect."
The so-called Heart Sea Realm was an endless world formed by the remnant spirits of the Saints buried there. It was also the "culprit" that caused only one side of the Xuandu City to enter and exit the Chaos Sea.
The Dao laws of every Saint could recreate the world. After the spirits of these Saints died, there were still incomplete Dao laws circulating.
What Yang Jian had seen along the way was only a corner of the Heart Sea Realm. Many of the scenes there were incomplete memories of the Saint's remnant spirits. However, they had been "materialized" and turned into a real world.
Such a damaged world was definitely extremely dangerous. Even an expert like Xuan Du did not dare to say that he was confident of escaping unscathed.
In the Heart Sea Realm, there were originally a few Saint Dao inheritances and many treasures. If he risked his life and charged in, he might really be able to obtain something …
Unfortunately, that was all before Qian Hong moved the treasures of the Hollow Sea Realm.
Half of the Connate numinous treasures and most of the Connate Cardinal treasures in the Primordial World were brought out by Qian Hong.
Ahem, back to business.
Other than introducing the Heart Sea Realm, these four Dao runes also had a warning.
"Behind the stone tablet is the resting place of the Saints. Do not disturb it."
The deterrence of those words was not as great as the words "forbidden area".
Yang Jian bowed to the stone tablet and was about to walk around it to continue exploring.
Yuding Zhenren had once said that the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls were originally a set of thirty-six pearls. They were the Dharma artifacts of a Great Dao Saint of the Grand Simplicity Era. After that Saint died, the set of pearls was snatched by two Saints. One of them obtained twelve, while the other obtained twenty-four.
In the Primordial World, twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls appeared first and were obtained by the Grandmaster of Heaven.
Therefore, if he could find the tomb of the Saint who had obtained twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, there was a high chance that he could find the remaining twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
That was the clue that Yang Jian had. Now that he had arrived at the real Saint's Tomb, how could he give up if he did not go in and search?
As soon as he walked around the stone tablet, the scenery in front of Yang Jian changed drastically!
Under his feet was dry land, and above his head was the low, gloomy sky. As far as the eye could see, there were huge volcanoes on the horizon. The volcanoes were emitting strangely shaped clouds and mists. Those clouds and mists were flickering with gorgeous brilliance and filled every corner of the world.
There was no end to this world, and he did not know how far the huge volcanoes on the horizon were from him.
Yang Jian even had an absurd intuition in his heart.
Even if he used the Seventy-two Transformations and the Flying Feather Flight Technique, he would never be able to fly to those volcanoes!
Compared to that, the clouds and mists that floated out of the top of the 'volcanoes' attracted Yang Jian's attention.
Yang Jian's eyes glowed as he stared at the clouds and mists. He raised his hand and slapped his forehead, opening the Divine Eyes of Samsara.
At that moment, Yang Jian could not help but gasp.
Those clouds were actually pieces of resplendent stars! Yang Jian did not want to use that word to describe those clouds and mists, but what he saw with his Divine Eyes was a familiar yet unfamiliar situation.
Universe!?
Every cloud and mist was a piece of space that he knew of?
Hazy nebulae, rotating galaxies, and the smallest dust particles that formed the clouds and mists were stars that emitted light and heat?
His hometown was also here, in those clouds and mists?
What about the Chaotic World, the Chaotic Sea, and the Primordial Pentagons?
The volcanoes on the horizon, the Saint's Tomb, the clouds and mists that emerged from the tomb, the clouds and mists, and the cosmic space …
As if he was possessed, he stretched out his right hand toward the clouds and mists and his body emitted a burly aura.
The vertical eye on his forehead slowly closed. Yang Jian covered his forehead and slowly knelt on the ground, staring at the clouds and mists in a daze.
What the hell is going on?
At that moment, a soft voice came from behind.
"Fellow Daoist, are your ancestors among the Sages buried here?"
Yang Jian was shocked and immediately suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind and stood up vigilantly.
Behind him, a middle-aged Taoist with an illusory figure floated over with his hands behind his back. He seemed to be very wary of Yang Jian as he stood more than ten feet away.
The Taoist bowed to Yang Jian with a Dao salute. Upon closer inspection, the Dao salute was slightly different from the Dao salute in the Chaotic World.
"I've met you just now. I'm the Heart Boundary Stone that's guarding this place. I thought you were here to search for treasures, so I didn't want to show myself. I didn't expect you to come here to pay your respects. "The Taoist smiled.
Pay his respects …
Yang Jian neither denied nor admitted it. He only said, "Senior, I have a question in my mind. I wonder if you can answer it for me."
"Let's hear it."
"These mountains … are the Saint's Tombs?"
The Taoist nodded with a smile and said with a hint of emotion, "That's right. Buried under each tomb is a saint who once shook the world. Unfortunately, they all died in battle for the Living World."
There were more than a hundred mountains in the horizon!
"They all died in battle?"
"Yes, they all died in battle." The Taoist Boundary Stone smiled embarrassedly. "I heard it from the people who came here to search for treasures."
Yang Jian asked again, "Are these saints from the Great Ultimate Realm?"
"I don't quite understand what you're saying. What is the Great Ultimate Realm?" The Taoist Boundary Stone looked puzzled, but the look in his eyes was not fake.
Yang Jian was even more shocked. Could this place be an earlier era of the Connate Five Manifestations?
Yes. A ripple appeared in Yang Jian's heart.
The Saint's Tomb seemed to have existed for a long time. It had once descended into the Great Essence Realm and caused a war in the Great Essence Realm. It was placed in the Chaos Sea by the saints of the Great Essence Realm and built the current Xuandu City outside the tomb.
In other words, the Saint's Tomb was at least a product of the Great Ultimate Realm.
From what the Taoist Boundary Stone said, it might even be an even more ancient era before the Great Ultimate Realm …
Yang Jian muttered, "Who can kill so many saints …"
"Naturally, it's the enemy of the Living World." The Daoist of the Boundary Monument also sighed slightly. "The Dao exists and is balanced. Life and death, existence and non-existence. Countless living beings came from that simple line. Perhaps they will return to that simplest line in the end."
Yang Jian was speechless.
Forget it, I don't understand.
"Dare I ask, Senior, the clouds floating above the mountain pass seem to be a world of their own …"
"Ah, those." The Taoist Boundary Stone stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the clouds. He smiled and said, "That's the ability of the saints."
Yang Jian asked, "What ability?"
"All living beings are unwilling to die. The saints have completed all the sublimation of living beings and reached the peak of the Dao. However, they are still living beings. As long as it's a living being, even if their hearts die, they're not willing to die. "
"The moment the Saint dies, these clouds will appear … I also heard from the people here. They said that there are illusory worlds in these clouds. They are the final illusory worlds formed by the Saint's Great Dao. They do not exist in the Chaos Sea."
"The true spirits of the saints are roaming among them. If the true spirits of the saints find their way back one day, they will be able to return from these illusory worlds and the saints will come back to life again."
The Taoist Boundary Stone sighed. "Anyway, I haven't seen any saints come back."
Beside him, Yang Jian had inexplicably clenched his fists.
Illusory worlds …
The Taoist Boundary Stone looked at Yang Jian's frown and smiled. "Don't you understand? These are probably the dreams of the saints after their long sleep. "
Dreams … The dreams of the saints after their long sleep?
Upon hearing that, Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes. A tear fell from the corner of his eye as he slowly unclenched his fists.
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