After glancing at those of Three Foot Mountain, Yan Zhaoge turned and returned to the main gate of the Daoist temple.
"Later generations benefit from the shade planted by the predecessors. I wonder which senior this manor belongs to? Yan Zhaoge, pardon me."
Yan Zhaoge pushed open the door and entered the temple. He saw an ancient tree. While it was not huge, it was old and its leaves had long since become sparse.
While it still contained some green tint, its trunk had long since been hollowed out.
"Ancestral Mulberry Tree," Yan Zhaoge nodded slowly.
This was a spirit tree whose leaves had a fragrant scent. When martial practitioners cultivated beneath it, they would be able to conserve their spirits and nourish their qi.
Yan Zhaoge had once heard Mu Jun mention that such trees were still being cultivated in the current World beyond Worlds.
Still, from Yan Zhaoge's rough estimation, this Ancestral Mulberry Tree should already be over ten thousand years old.
The timeflow of this cave manor was much slower than that of the World beyond Worlds.
As such, this Ancestral Mulberry Tree was more likely to have been born before the Great Calamity.
In that case, this cave manor of the Daoist temple must have already existed before the Great Calamity.
It was just that it was unknown whether its owner had died due to the Great Calamity or some other reason.
Yan Zhaoge, Ah Hu and Pan-Pan entered the main hall of the Daoist temple. However, they did not see the statues of the founders of the Three Purities as it was instead completely empty.
As they entered, changes immediately occurred within the space of the great hall before them.
All-encompassing yellow sand suddenly arose within the hall, obscuring the heavens and the earth.
This place shockingly formed a world of its own that could manifest all things.
While its original owner had long since been gone and many years had passed, it was still able to manifest various wondrous phenomena that left one sighing in amazement.
The yellow sandstorm was ferocious in no way inferior to the Baleful Black Devil of the Wilderness Sea earlier.
Each grain of gravel was as bright as a crystal.
Still, any one of them was sufficient to penetrate through the fleshly body of a Martial Saint expert that had been tempered countless times.
The sandstorm was capable of riddling one full of holes.
With Yan Zhaoge's strength, if he did not defend against it, forcibly taking it head-on with his body, he might not be able to escape unscathed.
"Young Master, the original owner of this place must have had an extremely high cultivation base when he was alive. Who knows where he came from?" Ah Hu grimaced.
Yan Zhaoge flashed the Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Box and patted it. The box opened, an ancient bronze sword that flickered with black light rising from within.
As the Evil Sword Taotie entered his hand, Yan Zhaoge guided it with his sword, the brutal black light instantly transforming into a black hole, devouring the yellow sand before him.
Yellow sand filled the sky and came from all directions, mixed with powerful astral winds. They cut through the void and resisted the suction of the black hole.
While a portion of the sandstorm was devoured by the black hole, much of it still managed to pass through the obstruction of the black sword-light, still attacking Yan Zhaoge's group.
Yan Zhaoge's expression did not change as all-encompassing golden light gradually arose above his head.
The Extreme Yang Seal appeared, hovering high up in the air. Streaks of golden light descended, blocking off the remaining sandstorm.
Yan Zhaoge brandished the Evil Sword Taotie, the vicious black sword-light switching from defence to offence.
The sword will of the Immortal End Sword that could destroy all living things was fused into the Evil Sword Taotie after the transformation, making the Evil Sword Taotie's sharpness even more ferocious. It cut through the sandstorm and opened up a path.
Yan Zhaoge strode forward again and said, "If I'm not wrong, the previous owner of this cave manor was at least an expert who had already pushed open the door to Immortality. As for his exact cultivation realm, it's hard to say."
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the protective restrictions here to still be so powerful after so many years had passed.
Ah Hu's eyes instantly lit up, "Young Master, could this place be like the Dim Radiant Mausoleum, having an Immortal Artifact?"
Yan Zhaoge casually answered as he opened up a path, "The possibility is not high. The original owner did not die here. Instead, he never returned after leaving. Even if he died, he would have died outside."
"Generally speaking, important treasures are usually carried on one's body."
Ancestor Hei forging the Evil Sword Taotie was truly a coincidence as it was extremely rare.
Ah Hu scratched his head, "Then, Young Master, wouldn't it be unlikely for you to find supreme martial arts of the Grand Clear direct lineage here as well?"
Yan Zhaoge said, "That's not the case. From the outside of the courtyard, there should not be a single person living here. The original owner should have disciples to teach. If we can find their residence, we might be able to gain something."
"That's true." Ah Hu nodded. Looking at the yellow sand that was gradually being cleared away by Yan Zhaoge, he could not help but grin, "Young Master, now that you have opened up a path, it will be much more convenient for those of Three Foot Mountain to enter later."
Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly, "It's fine. Let them come. The early bird might not be the first to arrive. Those who are capable will be the ones to occupy it. If they want to fight, they will just have to rely on their own abilities. If they are not my match, so what if it is convenient for them because of me?"
Amidst his words, the sand before him suddenly dissipated.
Yet, a strange great river now appeared before him, its water roaring as it rushed straight towards Yan Zhaoge!
Yan Zhaoge did not halt in his footsteps as he still protected himself with the radiance of the Extreme Yang Seal before the Evil Sword Taotie switched from defence to offence, its sword-light devouring that river water wherever it passed.
Still, the river water before him was clearly extraordinary.
Yan Zhaoge actually felt the Evil Sword Taotie in his hand grow somewhat heavier.
Also, it was getting heavier and heavier!
"The water of the Heavy River?" Yan Zhaoge realised.
It was said that there had been a river in pre-Great Calamity times known as the Heavy River. As its name suggested, the river water was extremely heavy. While it was only a single drop, it was already as heavy as ten thousand catties.
The earth was unable to bear it as it could only flow and collapse underground.
There was an ancient saying of pre-Great Calamity times, "The sky has the milky way, the earth has the Heavy River."
It referred to the water of the Heavy River.
The original owner of the Daoist temple had clearly obtained a small portion of the water vein of the Heavy River with his great divine abilities, moving it here.
"While it cannot stump me, it will still require some effort," Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, the sword-light of the Evil Sword Taotie retracted, gradually condensing at a single point.
That point had become unprecedentedly heavy, even heavier than the water of the Heavy River!
A hint of white light flickered on the tip of the black sword.
The ferocious sword-intent fought force with force this time, combining with the sword-intent of the Immortal Ending Sword as it forcibly hacked through the river water obstructing Yan Zhaoge, allowing him to continue advancing.
Still, with this, Yan Zhaoge's speed had slowed considerably.
After he had hacked through the great river before him, the scenes before him changed once more as streams of golden flames appeared.
These golden flames appeared exceptionally calm, not giving off a violent, restless feeling at all as they instead resembled numerous blooming golden lotuses.
"Miraculous Fire Golden Lotuses," Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly, continuing forward without halting.
Just having approached, the golden lotuses that had originally seemed calm mightily exploded, transforming into boundless golden flames that sought to devour Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge punched out from afar, the Extreme Yang Seal above his head no longer exerting its protective effect as it instead clashed head-on with force against force, meeting those golden flames head-on.
The golden flames exploded, unable to harm the Extreme Yang Seal as they were mostly broken through by it. Still, some remnant flames had yet to be extinguished as they still assaulted Yan Zhaoge.
Now, Yan Zhaoge's Evil Sword Taotie turned to deal with it, the black sword-light devouring all things as it devoured those golden flames that participated in it.
He advanced, breaking through the numerous fire lotuses.
Midway through, his heart suddenly jolted.
Turning and gazing backwards, Yan Zhaoge indeed saw golden sunlight flickering behind him.
A three-legged golden crow entered his field of vision.
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