Ye Fan didn't know much about Daoist Patterns. He had only heard from Elder Wu Qingfeng that the truly powerful weapons were engraved with Daoist Patterns, which could be said to be the soul and life of the weapon.
Of course, Daoist Patterns weren't limited to that. They were only one aspect of weapons, and they could be used in many other fields. For example, they could be engraved on mountains and rivers to form all kinds of "forces". They could condense a strange power and turn the area into a mysterious "domain."
Profound Daoist Patterns were even more extraordinary. They had unfathomable power. After being engraved, they could change the nature and structure of all things and adjust life and death. Some miraculous Daoist Patterns could even affect the flow of time within a certain range. They could truly "capture time with a single thought."
There were also some profound "Dao patterns" that could only be engraved on rare materials and arranged precisely. If it could be provided with powerful divine power, it could pierce through heaven and earth, traverse the void, and appear in another place in an instant.
There were even more complicated Daoist Patterns that could condense "forces of nature," which possessed unimaginable changes and power.
Of course, many powerful Daoist Patterns weren't spread to the world. They were in the hands of the holy lands and the families of the Clan of the Ancients. They were kept secret, and outsiders didn't know how powerful they were. There were only a few rumors about them.
In fact, Daoist Patterns were broad and profound, and they covered a lot of aspects. It was said that Daoist Patterns were engraved by the great figures of the ancient times after they comprehended the nature of nature. They were passed down to the world and formed the current Daoist Patterns.
Ordinary cultivators couldn't come into contact with this field at all. Only when their strength reached a certain level could they study Daoist Patterns. In a sense, Daoist Patterns were engraved by the great figures of the ancient times. The more powerful the cultivator, the more they liked to study the Daoist Patterns that were passed down to the world.
There were no Daoist Patterns on the surface of the mysterious green copper. There were only densely packed Daoist Patterns on the fracture. They were complicated, profound, and unfathomable. It was impossible to understand them. Even though it was extremely mysterious, it had a kind of natural charm to it, causing one to be deeply moved by it.
"They look like natural things …" Ye Fan said to himself. Elder Wu Qingfeng had once said that there were some precious treasures that had innate 'dao patterns' within them, and they weren't artificially refined. They were different and couldn't be replicated, and this was the source of their strength.
"Could it really be an innate dao pattern …?" Ye Fan wasn't sure as he didn't know much about dao patterns. He just had some doubts in his heart.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a strange fluctuation. He discovered that the road ahead had been cut off. It was hazy, and he couldn't see the end. There was a strange fog shrouding the front.
At the same time, he heard the deafening roar of the green serpent. The important figures of the Ji family of the Clan of the Ancients rode an ancient golden chariot and rushed past, their killing intent sweeping through the mountains.
"Seal the ruins temporarily. No one is allowed to leave!" Nine flood dragons pulled the chariot and cut off the path ahead. The important figures of the Ji Clan carved countless Dao patterns on the mountains and earth veins to cut off the path ahead.
In another direction, nine Qilin Beasts pulled a jade carriage. They soared through the clouds and mists, their divine might overflowing into the heavens as they cut off the eastern path. At the same time, similar shouts came from other directions. The important figures sealed off the ruins and didn't allow anyone to leave.
Ye Fan was startled and felt that something was wrong. He quickly stopped and stopped circulating the Dao Scripture's mystical art. The golden sea of bitterness calmed down and then disappeared.
The ruins immediately became noisy. Many cultivators didn't know what happened and thought that the important figures were going to start a massacre.
"What happened?"
"Why didn't they let us leave?"
Many rogue cultivators felt very uneasy. Only those cultivators from the big sects were still calm and didn't show any signs of panic.
"The supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland human race hasn't appeared yet. The important figures are panicking!"
"That's right. They blocked the path because they are afraid that someone will leave with the treasure."
"Even these five important figures can't find the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland human race. Can others get it?"
…
Many cultivators discussed. When they knew that this place was sealed off for the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland human race, most of them were relieved. They didn't have any hope for the treasure in the first place.
The five important figures carved Dao runes on the mountains and rivers, sealing off the surroundings. Then, they returned to the place where the Fiend Emperor's tomb had collapsed and started searching again.
"Why is the supreme treasure of our Eastern Wasteland human race silent? After the Fiend Emperor's tomb collapsed, it should have exploded with a world-shaking aura."
The five important figures whispered. They didn't use a secret language and didn't need to hide it.
"Where is the Ancient Desolate Tower? Why hasn't it appeared …"
"It has been missing for more than ten thousand years. It should be time for the Ancient Desolate Tower to reappear. Why is it missing?"
Many cultivators in the distance were shocked. It was clear that the important figures were determined to obtain it. If they couldn't find this supreme treasure, they didn't know how long they would have to seal it.
Ye Fan was astonished. Only now did he know that the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland human race was called the "Ancient Desolate Tower". Just the name alone made him feel that it was extraordinary.
Many cultivators from the big sects were discussing the past of this supreme treasure of their sect.
"It is said that the Ancient Desolate Tower has existed for countless years. No one knows when it was passed down."
"It is said that it has existed since the Eastern Wasteland. When life first appeared in this vast land, the Ancient Desolate Tower already existed."
"What exactly does the Ancient Desolate Tower look like?" Many cultivators did not understand.
"As the name suggests, it is naturally the body of the tower. The Nine-Layered Ancient Desolate Tower has a vast and unfathomable might. It is immortal and can suppress all the experts in the world!"
"Is it that horrifying?"
"Even if you are unparalleled and look down on the Eastern Wasteland, you cannot block the suppression of the Ancient Desolate Tower. Otherwise, why would it be called the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland human race?"
"Since ancient times, who knows how many peerless experts have died under the Ancient Desolate Tower. No one can block the suppression of the Ancient Desolate Tower."
With the path ahead blocked, Ye Fan was unable to leave. He returned to the depths of the ruins and heard the discussions of the cultivators. He felt a sense of longing. The Ancient Desolate Tower was so heaven-defying that it was very tempting.
Just at this moment, the unscrupulous Daoist Duan De appeared. He quickly rushed towards Ye Fan. His entire body seemed to be burning, and his speed was extremely fast. In an instant, he arrived before Ye Fan. His face was filled with excitement as he asked, "Where is that piece of scrap copper?"
"I threw it into the pool of water."
"What?!" The unscrupulous Daoist's face was filled with shock. Then, he became extremely anxious. He grabbed Ye Fan's shoulders and shook him vigorously. He said, "Which pool of water? Quickly bring me there."
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this green copper had a great background? At first, he thought that it had something to do with the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland. However, when he found out that the Ancient Desolate Tower had nine layers, he immediately understood that it was impossible for the green copper to be the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland humans. It had nothing to do with the Ancient Desolate Tower.
"The Ancient Desolate Tower is so big, and there are dense forests and mountains everywhere. I already changed directions long ago and forgot where I went."
"No, you have to remember!" The unscrupulous Daoist's expression was somewhat terrifying. His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed Ye Fan, refusing to let go.
"Isn't it just a piece of scrap copper? You looked at it repeatedly for fifteen minutes, but in the end, you threw it on the ground. Why are you looking for it now? Could it be that that piece of scrap copper has some background?"
"You won't understand even if I tell you. Hurry up and find it for me!" The unscrupulous Daoist did not smile. At this moment, he was incomparably stern as he pulled Ye Fan away.
Ye Fan understood. It seemed that the mysterious green copper indeed had a great background. It seemed to be extremely important.
"Immeasurable Celestial Being, how could this poor Daoist's hands be so cheap? I threw away something that I already got my hands on …" The fat Daoist's face was ashen. He was incomparably regretful and vexed. It was completely different from his previous smiling appearance.
Ye Fan's heart trembled. He felt that this unscrupulous Daoist had the urge to kill him. He did not want to collide with the tip of a knife, so he obediently walked forward.
"Little friend, you must remember carefully. If you can find that piece of green copper, I will give you whatever you want!" The fat Daoist's expression was solemn as he warned, "You must remember carefully."
"What exactly is that thing?"
"Don't ask anymore. If you ask again, I will go crazy!" The fat Daoist fiercely slapped his right hand and said, "How could I be so muddle-headed? I spent my entire life searching for treasures, but in the end, I have eyes but can't see." It could be seen that he was very self-blaming. He was not acting at all and wanted nothing more than to chop off that hand of his.
"We separated here. After that, I saw you running into the distance …" The fat Daoist brought Ye Fan to the mountain peak where the two of them separated.
"Yes, it's here. Let me think about where I passed by …" Ye Fan walked down the mountain at a moderate pace. The unscrupulous Daoist followed closely and did not rush him. He allowed him to think slowly.
Ye Fan walked very slowly. He was thinking about how to get rid of this fat Daoist. Unknowingly, the two of them crossed over three mountain ridges. When they were climbing the fourth mountain ridge, Ye Fan revealed a joyful expression and said, "It's here."
Looking at the direction his finger was pointing at, the fat Daoist's expression immediately became ugly. There was a deep and dark pond on this mountain ridge. It was as still as a stone without a trace of ripples. It emitted waves of heart-palpitating coldness.
"Don't tell me that you threw the scrap copper into this pond!" The fat Daoist's eyes shot out a demonic glow. Immediately, Ye Fan's mind became absent-minded. He faintly felt that something was wrong. It was as if the other party was seeing through his mind.
At this moment, Ye Fan became nervous. He hurriedly focused his mind and tried hard to imagine a scene of him standing beside the black pond and throwing a piece of scrap copper into it.
The fat Daoist's eyes returned to normal. He clenched his teeth and said, "You wastrel, I … really want to throw you in there!"
"Isn't it just a piece of scrap copper?" Ye Fan's expression was one of indifference.
"Plop!"
The fat Daoist directly plunged into the pond. At first, there was a divine radiance flickering under the water, but not long after, it became dim. The deep and dark pond gradually regained its tranquility.
Ye Fan waited for half an hour, but he still didn't see the heartless Daoist coming up. He mumbled to himself, "Don't tell me this immoral fatty met his retribution down there?"
After another fifteen minutes, the water surface made a soft splash. The fat Daoist's body was covered in a thick layer of black ice. He rushed out like an ice sculpture.
"Bang!"
Light flashed continuously from within the black ice. After dozens of breaths, the heartless Daoist finally used his divine radiance to break the solid ice. Chunks of ice fell to the ground. At this moment, his face was green and purple, and even his lips were trembling.
"Heartless Celestial Being, this Daoist grandpa is freezing to death." His entire body was trembling, and his body was constantly overflowing with divine light, expelling the cold air. Black mist could be seen emerging from the surface of his body. The surrounding plants were instantly frozen by the black mist, and then turned into powder in an instant.
In the distance, Ye Fan took a deep breath. He chose this black pond only because he felt it was deep enough. He didn't expect it to be so terrifying. The solid ice that fell to the ground froze everything within a ten meter radius. Many rocks were already cracked. Ye Fan was very far away, but he could still feel a bone-piercing chill.
"Daoist Priest didn't get anything?"
"I dove for several thousand meters and saw a broken monument along the way. On it, the words' Nether Pond 'were carved. It was so deep that I couldn't see the bottom. I have no idea how deep this black pond is!"
"Daoist Priest, why did you throw it away in the beginning? Now you regret it, right …"
"Say no more!"
Seeing the fat Daoist priest's flustered and exasperated expression, Ye Fan almost laughed out loud. He felt great in his heart, but his face revealed an incomparably nervous expression as he said, "Could it really be a treasure?"
The fat Daoist priest's face was ashen. He angrily paced back and forth and said, "I don't have anything in common with you!"
Ye Fan tactfully walked to the side and plucked two wild fruits. He ate them with relish.
Seeing that he didn't care at all and was still in the mood to eat wild fruits, the fat Daoist priest couldn't help but get angry. He said with a sullen expression, "You are the biggest prodigal son in the world. You actually threw it into the deep pond. I … really want to kill you!"
"Daoist grandpa, you threw it away first. Why are you blaming me now? Didn't you also treat it as trash in the beginning …"
"I … I hate it!" The heartless Daoist priest wanted to slap himself. Then, he jumped into the deep pond again with a plop.
This time, it took more than two hours for the fat Daoist priest to rush out of the water. He had completely turned into a huge block of ice. It was flickering with black light and bone-piercing cold air.
Ye Fan hid far away. This time, the heartless Daoist priest took a quarter of an hour to break out of the ice. His entire body was blackish-purple, and all the pores on his body were spewing out black mist. A large area of the mountain ridge had been frozen into black ice. Countless vegetation had withered, and many mountain rocks had cracked due to the cold.
After a long time, the heartless Daoist priest finally recovered and walked out of the ice region in a dejected manner. He sat on the ground and muttered to himself, "I hate it …"
At the side, Ye Fan was secretly pleased. Seeing this heartless Daoist priest so dejected, he felt incomparably carefree.
Suddenly, the heartless Daoist priest seemed to have thought of something and jumped up in shock. He looked at the active volcano in the distance and the black cold pond in front of him. He exclaimed, "I understand now. The Demon Emperor has two tombs. One is the Yang Tomb, and the other is the Yin Tomb!"
Ye Fan was startled by him and asked, "Daoist priest, what are you talking about?"
The fat Daoist priest ignored him and started to carve on the ground seriously. He marked the active volcano and the black pond on the ground. Then, he drew out the surrounding terrain according to a certain scale.
"Limitless motherf * cking Celestial Being, it is indeed like this! One Yang and one Yin, embracing the Taichi. The source of power, the heart, is buried in the Yang Tomb. The true ice-cold corpse is buried in the Yin Tomb. "The heartless Daoist priest's expression was unsettled.
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