On an isolated island.
Lan Xiuzhi waited anxiously, pacing back and forth, her heart restless.
Although the Saintess kept saying he would be fine, those were sea beasts. Every one of them had lived for countless years; they had no rank, yet they were far more terrifying than the realm of Imperial Dao. An encounter meant a slim chance of survival.
Lan Xiuzhi couldn’t understand why the sea beasts would suddenly awaken.
"Trust me!" the Saintess continued to urge.
"Do you know him?" Lan Xiuzhi asked doubtfully.
"Then why should I trust you?"
Lan Xiuzhi then said, "Do you know Pingping well?"
The Saintess didn’t know how to respond to that. To say she knew him well... that was limited only to their encounter in Central Continent. To say she didn’t... too much had happened when they met.
Not long after, Chen Pingping returned, holding Hei in his arms.
Lan Xiuzhi’s heart jolted, and she hurried over. "Pingping, it’s so good to see you’ve finally come back."
"I’m fine!" he said with a slight smile.
"What happened just now?" Lan Xiuzhi looked him up and down but noticed no injuries. The weight in her heart gradually lifted.
She was very curious. With so many sea beasts awakening at the same time, what exactly had happened?
Chen Pingping didn’t want to explain too much, so he said, "Let’s go."
"Them?" Lan Xiuzhi pointed behind her.
"They should be fine now," Chen Pingping said.
Before leaving, he had set up an Array to prevent wild beasts from eating them and left a few Spirit Pills. If they woke up, they would naturally know what to do.
And now, it was time to set off.
With the blueprint, finding the location of Heaven Capital was as easy as flipping his hand.
Huang Mingzhi hadn’t lied to him.
The Heavenly Dragon Prince hadn’t lied to him either; the Emperor Scripture was powerful, and he had cultivated for several days before merely touching the threshold.
The three of them arrived in a vast expanse of sea, different from the waters they had left behind. The water here was murkier, a grayish-brown color, and a terrifying aura fluctuated from beneath.
It made their skin crawl.
Chen Pingping hovered there, gazing into the distance. He took out a Paper Talisman and crushed it.
"Huh? Master, what are you doing?"
"Killing people." Wen Yuqing’s voice came from the Void. "Damn it! How dare they try to steal my gourd vine! Take this!"
"Pingping, wait a bit longer." After this, Wen Yuqing’s voice fell silent.
The Saintess was also curious. To have nurtured someone like Chen Pingping, what kind of incredible abilities did his master possess?
Nearby, Lan Xiuzhi looked at the Void, her face full of curiosity.
At this moment, Chen Pingping took out the Heavenly Book and began his calculations.
Divine Brilliance burst forth, rays of light shooting in all directions. He activated his Hetero Pupil, gazing towards the end of the light, vaguely seeing some images.
A gigantic island, ancient trees reaching the sky, green vines winding around them, and huge stones standing erect, like a primeval forest.
An ancient and primeval aura fluctuation assaulted their senses, very potent.
In no time at all, he finished his calculations with the Heavenly Book, checked the blueprint again, and then confirmed their location. It was right here.
"Pingping, you actually have the Heavenly Book!" Lan Xiuzhi said, her face full of envy.
"Oh, someone gave it to me," he answered nonchalantly.
But the Saintess, her lips twitching, thought, Given? He clearly snatched it!
Chen Pingping said no more. He glanced at the Earth Chicken in her arms. The latter understood, its small wings fluttered, releasing waves of mysterious power.
It wasn’t Spirit Qi, but a special power akin to Divine Power.
Soon, a black fissure appeared over the sea, like a blooming bud, pouring down from the sky.
Chen Pingping waved his hand grandly, leading the two women into it.
When they opened their eyes, they had already arrived at the island. It was large, and the scenery was identical to what had been seen in the Heavenly Book. Ancient trees filled the forest; they were everywhere.
Occasionally, the roars of fierce beasts could be heard.
Lan Xiuzhi’s wide eyes scanned the surroundings.
The Saintess couldn’t remain calm. "Is it finally time?" The only thing that worried her was Chen Pingping, who was nearby. In Central Continent, there was a saying: whenever a Great Opportunity appeared, if Chen Pingping was present, others had no chance. Now that they had entered Heaven Capital and would soon find the Undying Furnace, how could she possibly snatch it from Chen Pingping? It was a difficult problem. She was very frustrated. Fighting him was out of the question. Schemes? Probably not feasible either. Sigh! She would just have to take it one step at a time. She hoped Lan Xiuzhi’s Phoenix Cauldron could somehow counterbalance Chen Pingping.
「In the depths of the island.」
There was a vast desert, and in its center stood an Ancient City.
The city walls were high, majestic, and imposing, covered with cracks. Weeds grew everywhere at their base. Clearly, this Ancient City had withstood the ravages of time for many long years.
Viewed from a distance, it resembled an ancient relic standing steadfast in the river of time, filled with a profound sense of history.
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Terrifying battles raged one after another. Among the combatants was Wen Yuqing, who was fighting fiercely with experts of the Purple Gold Divine Clan for a gourd vine.
This was a sacred relic passed down from the Mythical Era.
It required no refinement or forging; it was inherently a Heaven Tao Divine Weapon.
Legend had it that several fruits once grew on the gourd vine. When these fruits fell, they transformed into several beings, each possessing heaven-defying abilities and unbeatable combat strength.
They had once carved out worlds, created life, and transcended Reincarnation.
Each being represented an era.
Unfortunately, those times were too remote. Records of them had long since vanished, with only fragmented notions passed down.
It was unknown whether these tales were true or false.
Wen Yuqing made her move. With a single punch, her chaotic hair flew wildly as majestic Power Path erupted, rapidly engulfing everything around her.
It was unimaginable that she was a woman, yet her attacks were so rough and powerful. Her combat strength was immense.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be taking on several experts of the Purple Gold Divine Clan by herself.
Unfortunately, her opponents possessed a Divine Weapon.
Wen Yuqing was furious. Several of her deadly attacks had been blocked by the enemy’s Divine Weapon. Her face was stern, and she said nothing.
An elder of the Purple Gold Divine Clan sneered, "What’s the matter? Not attacking anymore? Do you still want the gourd vine? This is a sacred relic from the Mythical Era, after all!"
"Go to hell!" Wen Yuqing cursed loudly.
Outwardly, she appeared to be an ethereal, fairy-like woman, but deep down, she possessed the temperament of a rugged man.
The several experts of the Purple Gold Divine Clan were already accustomed to it, but Chen Pingping had never witnessed such a thing.
A gentle breeze stirred the dust, lifting Wen Yuqing’s long skirt and strands of her hair. Her gaze was cold as she watched her opponents.
The gourd vine was right behind them, but regrettably, even the people of the Purple Gold Divine Clan couldn’t approach it.
The gourd vine repelled them, emanating a terrifying power fluctuation. Anyone who dared to get close would undoubtedly be crushed.
Therefore, the Purple Gold Divine Clan wasn’t in a hurry; they were waiting.
Wen Yuqing, however, was anxious. She knew that reinforcements for the Purple Gold Divine Clan were on their way. Once they arrived, the battle would likely be over.
Forget the gourd vine; she might even lose her chance to contend for the Undying Furnace.
Now, her opponents did not make a move, partly because they found it too dull, and partly because the experts of the Purple Gold Divine Clan were clever; they knew Wen Yuqing’s strength and were intentionally wearing her down. After all, they were not in a rush either.
Not far away, cultivators from the three great dynasties watched the battle, along with members of some ancient families and the Spirit Palace.