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Looking at that half-broken stone pillar, Yan Zhaoge's heart surged with turbulent seas.
Yan Zhaoge had always kept the Great Calamity in mind. Having a chance to come into contact with the remnants of the Great Calamity was something that he was extremely interested in.
However, as far as he knew, relics related to the Divine Palace had virtually never appeared in the Eight Extremities World up until now.
The only possibility was that he was currently in the Broad Creed Mountain's inheritance, which was vaguely related to the Divine Palace. However, it had yet to be confirmed.
Other than that, according to the information that Yan Zhaoge currently possessed, ever since the Great Calamity, there had been no more legacies in the Eight Extremities World that had anything to do with the Divine Palace.
The broken stone pillar that appeared in the desert of the Wind Region was the remnant of a broken pillar from the Divine Palace in the past.
This caused Yan Zhaoge's heart to suddenly blaze with passion.
He had always wanted to investigate the specific situation of the Great Calamity. As compared to the other relics, the Divine Palace relics were much more valuable.
Although the stone pillars were in ruins, compared to the other ruins, they probably had more clues and information.
After staring earnestly at the stone pillar within the illusory scene for a moment, Yan Zhaoge said to Yuan Zhengfeng and the others, "The patterns are indeed complex and ancient. Wanting to decipher them would be very difficult."
"However, I have some ideas, but I don't dare to say how confident I am. Can I bring the stone pillars back?"
"Now that I have the real thing in hand, the chances of deciphering it will be higher if I analyze it carefully."
Elder He shook his head slightly. "You should have some understanding of the Wind Region's Great Western Desert. The situation there is very complicated. Even Martial Saints can't do as they please. "
She was also slightly vexed. "That stone pillar is entangled with the natural power of the Great Western Desert, so it's hard to take it out. We can only stay where we are. "
The corner of Yan Zhaoge's mouth twitched slightly.
Did this mean that if he wanted to see the stone pillars, he would have to personally make a trip to the desert to eat sand?
Yuan Zhengfeng said, "It's good that you have an idea. There's no rush. This is the time when the Black Nightmare Storm of the Great Western Desert is at its fiercest. Even a Martial Saint would find it hard to go in. "
"Let's wait a few months for the Black Nightmare Storm to weaken before entering."
"That relic is one with the Great Western Desert, so it's hard to excavate and move it. But even if we can't dig it out, it's the same for others. At the same time, we don't have to worry about being destroyed by others."
The old Clan Chief looked at Yan Zhaoge, "There is also no need for Zhaoge to be in too much of a rush; just keep this matter in mind."
Yan Zhaoge nodded, ceasing his infusion of aura-qi. The illusion of light and shadow dissipated.
Looking at the stone pillar gradually disappearing before his eyes, Yan Zhaoge's gaze was slightly deep and distant.
To outsiders, this was a relic of the Great Calamity that was hard to decipher and understand.
But to him, this was the key to unraveling the mystery. It was a plan for his future, and at the same time, it could be an opportunity.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes. Perhaps, it was not completely impossible to bring the stone pillar out of the Great Western Desert …
But just as Yuan Zhengfeng said, there was no rush at the moment. A natural disaster like the Black Nightmare Storm was not something that a human could withstand.
Who knew how many Martial Grandmasters had been ripped to shreds by the Black Nightmare Storm.
In the past, the Wind Domain's Sacred Ground, Black Nightmare Mountain, had always hoped to completely control the Great Western Desert. As well as the many natural disasters there.
However, even up until their demise, they had never truly managed to do so.
Broad Creed Mountain, the Sacred Sun Clan and Infinite Boundless Mountain currently divided up the territory of the Wind Domain, actually all occupying areas that could be developed. Barren lands like the Great Western Desert were merely controlled in the outer regions.
To put it bluntly, the Great Western Desert. That was completely not a place for people to stay in.
Just like the current land of death, it was a land of great danger.
However, what was worth rejoicing was that the natural disasters of the Great Western Desert were closely related to the local climate and seasons. For example, that terrifying Black Nightmare Storm had a cycle of roughly half a year, being strong at times and weak at others.
When the storm weakened, martial practitioners could make use of the chance to enter the depths of the Great Western Desert.
Of course, the dangers and tribulations of the Great Western Desert were not just limited to the Black Nightmare Storm.
Yan Zhaoge said, "I will first observe the patterns inscribed of light, attempting to deduce the meaning within. When the storm has weakened, I will then enter."
Yuan Zhengfeng nodded, "That is how it should be."
"Grand Master …" Yan Zhaoge hesitated for a moment before asking, "For what reason was Elder Wang roped in and corroded by the Decimating Abyss?"
Elder Wang was the highest known member of the Decimating Abyss in Broad Creed Mountain who had sent the message from the Heavenly Thunder Hall.
He was an experienced Great Grandmaster who was of the same generation as Yuan Zhengfeng, Elder He, and the others. He had always been highly respected.
Yuan Zhengfeng and the others were all silent for a moment, regretful looks appearing on their faces. Yuan Zhengfeng did not speak, while Elder He answered Yan Zhaoge's question, "Senior apprentice-brother Wang is getting old …"
A simple, obscure sentence, but Yan Zhaoge still understood the meaning within.
Old, with no hope of breaking through, his lifespan nearing its end.
Elder Wang was already very old, his lifespan nearing its end relative to his current cultivation base. And if he wanted to continue raising his cultivation base, the chances of that were slim.
Yan Zhaoge sighed inwardly, feeling pity for Elder Wang. At the same time, his heart also rose as he unconsciously raised his head to look ahead.
There, Yuan Zhengfeng sat on a chair with a calm expression on his face.
While he had long since known that Yuan Zhengfeng's will was strong, his personality open-minded and optimistic despite his old age, Yan Zhaoge still couldn't help but feel worried.
Because of his old injuries that year, Yuan Zhengfeng had been a Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster for many years, standing at the peak of all Martial Grandmasters. However, he had always been a paper-thin distance away from the Martial Saint realm.
It must be known that when Yuan Zhengfeng had become a Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster that year, he had done so even earlier than Huang Guanglie, An Qinglin and the others!
In the end, he had remained in the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster realm for many years, watching those who had lagged behind him back then surpass him one by one.
The reason was not that he had run out of ideas, but that he was bound by external chains.
On the other hand, over at the Sacred Sun Clan, Huang Guanglie had entered secluded cultivation once more in search of a breakthrough, giving Yuan Zhengfeng even more pressure.
No one knew how much anxiety and unwillingness Yuan Zhengfeng was feeling, how much pressure he was bearing.
Moreover, because of his old injuries that year, Yuan Zhengfeng's lifespan was also shorter than that of other Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmasters.
While thinking like this was a little offensive to his Grand Master, excluding emotional factors, Yan Zhaoge had no choice but to consider this problem.
For someone with a strong will like Yuan Zhengfeng, as soon as he lost control of his mental state, he would be far more stubborn and extreme than ordinary people.
In truth, after understanding that the various Sacred Grounds also had people who had joined the Decimating Abyss and the Nine Underworlds, other than Broad Creed Mountain, there were many who were secretly worried about Yuan Zhengfeng.
Raising his head to look at Yuan Zhengfeng, meeting the old man's gaze, Yan Zhaoge saw that the other party's gaze was clear and intelligent, not turbid in the least, resembling that of a child.
Yuan Zhengfeng seemed to know what Yan Zhaoge was thinking as he smiled, "It would be a lie to say that I'm not anxious. Everyone under the heavens knows that this old man is under immense pressure."
"But at least for now, this old man can still bear it."
[It's going to be 515 soon. I hope that I can continue attacking the 515 Red Packet Rankings. On the 15th of May, the rain of red packets will be able to reward the readers as well as publicise my works. Being together is also love; I will definitely do my best!] (To be continued.)
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