He leaped into the air and then abruptly fell back down.
When his feet stomped on the mountain, there was a loud bang. The entire mountain range trembled violently, and the mountain rocks were shaken into nothingness in an instant.
The mountain range disappeared.
What replaced it was a huge cauldron lying in the desert.
As Gu Qingfeng had guessed, it was not a mountain to begin with, but a Dharma treasure.
The huge cauldron was as big as a mountain and was greenish-gray in color. It was an eight-legged cauldron with eight legs like dragons. It was vivid and lifelike as it coiled around the huge cauldron.
Gu Qingfeng stood on the huge cauldron like an ant. He released his Divine Perception to probe it and found that although the huge cauldron had lost its luster and its structure was in a mess, it still had "vitality".
The "vitality" meant that the source of the Dharma treasure was still there.
Everything in the world had an origin.
Immortals, Devils, Saints, Demons, Ghosts, Cave Abodes, Mystic Realms, and so on, as long as they had spirituality, they had an origin. Dharma treasures were no exception.
The origin of a human was the soul. If one lost their soul, they would lose their life, leaving only an empty shell that would eventually turn into ashes.
If the world lost its origin, there would be no laws. Its structure would collapse and the world would vanish.
It was the same for Dharma treasures.
If one lost its origin, it would be like a human losing his soul.
Fortunately.
Although the huge cauldron was "seriously injured" and in danger, its origin was still there.
With that thought in mind.
Gu Qingfeng continued to use his Divine Perception to probe the source of the Dharma treasure. It didn't take long for him to find it. In a flash, he had already entered.
There was a different world inside the huge cauldron. It was like a cave abode with many halls and secret chambers, but there were more corpses.
They were everywhere.
These skeletons should have come in later, and most of them had died an unnatural death. Gu Qingfeng wondered if these people had come in and killed each other in order to snatch some treasure.
This kind of thing was very common, especially in ancient ruins. It couldn't be more common.
Humans died for wealth and birds died for food. A rare treasure could often change one's fate. Many people would fight to the death for it.
Moreover, this was a ruin from the Primordial Era.
Perhaps no one knew exactly what sort of terrifying calamity had occurred during the Primordial Era. However, there was one thing that many people were clearly aware of. Countless Grand Dao experts had perished during the Primordial Era, and there was no lack of seniors and progenitors of the Grand Dao amongst them.
What did this mean?
It meant that there were countless Great Dao Dharma treasures buried in the Primordial Era.
The Great Dao Dharma treasures passed down from the 36 Grotto-Heavens and 72 blessed lands were mostly lost in the Primordial Era. Eastern Emperor Bell, Xuanyuan sword, Pagoda, Pagoda, Shennong cauldron, Kunlun, Nuwa rock, etc.... and so............ and....
Someone once said that if one could enter the ruins of the Desolate Era, even if it was just a stone, it would be a rare treasure.
In the past, Gu Qingfeng had always thought that these legends about the Primordial Era were too exaggerated.
It was not until he entered the Primordial Era's black hole and then the Primordial Era's ruins that he realized that the legends about the Primordial Era were not exaggerated. He had entered more than a dozen Primordial Era's ruins. Without exception, all of them were endless deserts. Even the space had no origin.
Gu Qingfeng did not know whether it was the catastrophe of the Primordial Era that destroyed all of this or the endless years that destroyed all of this. In any case, a thing that survived the Primordial Era, even if it was really just a stone, was definitely a rare treasure.
Therefore, he put away the broken stone tablet with the words "Renzong" engraved on it.
Now, he found such a huge cauldron in the Primordial Era's ruins. It was a cauldron with "vitality". Gu Qingfeng did not know whether this thing was a Great Dao Dharma treasure or not. Even if it was not, it was at least a Great Dao Dharma treasure.
However.
What made Gu Qingfeng a little confused was that if these skeletons really killed each other for some treasure, why was this giant cauldron still here?
Could it be that these people killed each other and finally all died?
That was not right.
Because Gu Qingfeng found that whether it was outside or inside the giant cauldron, there were only skeletons. There was no magic treasure. Since the skeletons did not decay, the magic treasure would not decay. It should have been taken away by the last survivor.
The last survivor even robbed the magic treasure of the Taoist. It was impossible for him to leave such a giant cauldron with vitality.
Gu Qingfeng thought that there were only three possibilities.
Either the last survivor could not take the giant cauldron away from the Primordial Era's ruins.
Either the last survivor took away the other treasures and left alone, or he died here.
If the survivor didn't leave or die, then he must still be here, and he must be inside this giant cauldron.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingfeng did not hesitate. He quickened his pace and went straight to the source of the magic treasure.
When he came to a hall, he could not help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.
Skeletons, there were skeletons everywhere.
One by one, the corpses filled up the entire hall.
In the center of the hall, there was a well. The well was colorful, as if it had been sealed.
Gu Qingfeng saw at a glance that the source of the magic treasure was hidden in this well. This well was none other than the eye of the magic treasure.
He did not go forward, but stopped at the door. He frowned slightly and stared at a person next to the eye of the magic treasure.
Rather than a person, it was more like a dry corpse. It was shriveled and sat cross-legged. Its clothes were ragged, its head was lowered, and its white hair was scattered like withered grass.
This person was still alive.
But he was just alive.
He was like a lamp that had run out of oil. He was dying, as if he only had one breath left.
Beside this person, there were not only piles of skeletons, but also piles of various magic treasures and resources.
The skeletons were dead, and so were the various magic treasures and resources. The spiritual energy of the resources had been sucked dry, and the source of the magic treasures had also been sucked dry.
Seeing this scene, Gu Qingfeng already knew that this person was probably the last survivor of the mutual slaughter. He did not leave, not because he did not want to leave, but more likely because he could not leave. If he could leave, he would not stay here and wait for death.
He was really waiting for death.
He exhausted his cultivation bit by bit until he was completely exhausted.
In order to survive, not only did he suck dry the spiritual energy of all the resources, but he also sucked dry the spiritual energy of all the magic treasures. Those that could be absorbed and those that could not be absorbed were all sucked dry by him. Looking at the piles of skeletons, Gu Qingfeng even suspected that these skeletons were not killed by him when they were alive, but had their essence sucked dry by him.
If that was the case, then this person had definitely stayed here for an extremely long time.
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