: The Relics Unveiled, the Taotie Legacy!

Chapter 93: The Relics Unveiled, the Taotie Legacy!

"It's just the inheritance of a ferocious beast, this request is nothing."

Qing Xuanzi stroked his beard and was the first to speak: "I will accompany you. You can make your choice after you obtain the inheritance. The conditions of my Sword Sect will never change."

Upon hearing this, Lan He touched his nose, somewhat unsure of himself, and said, "But I've heard that the ruins of these four great demonic sects require at least four keys to open."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining five people burst into laughter.

Wu Dao laughed the loudest: "Hahaha, a mere relic's restriction, how could it possibly stop a Life Profound Realm cultivator?"

Qing Xuanzi chuckled and shook his head: "Silly boy, do you know how many times this ancient battlefield has been plundered since our eight super sects joined forces to open it up?"

The elder of the Divine Sect stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly: "Why would we need any secret keys to come here? Apart from a few inheritances that have some connection with Reincarnation Realm experts, which we are unwilling to easily provoke, most of the other relics have already been thoroughly searched."

The beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace explained softly, "Child, the restrictions on these ancient ruins have endured countless years and are already overburdened. They can stop those at the Nirvana Realm, but not those at the Life Profound Realm. If the few of us join forces, it won't take much effort to break through them."

Deacon Fu Gu stood aside, but smiled wryly and waved his hand, saying, "I won't get involved."

With four cultivators at the Life Profound Realm making their move, there's naturally no need for the key. As a peak Nirvana Realm cultivator, I'd only be there to watch the show, so I won't waste your time."

After saying that, he turned and headed towards the direction of Vientiane City, muttering to himself, "Well, I've seen the show. Time to go have a drink with that old bastard Song Tai. He still has a few jars of good wine hidden away."

Seeing this, Lan He smiled apologetically and bowed slightly to the departing figure as a way of thanking the senior for his understanding.

Once Steward Fu Gu's figure had completely disappeared into the clouds, only four figures remained standing in mid-air.

Dao Zong Wudao, Jian Zong Qingxuanzi, Shen Zong Elder, and that beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.

The four cultivators at the Life Profound Realm, their four burning gazes, once again fell upon Lan He.

Wu Dao spoke first, waving his hand with a smile: "Let's go, young friend. Lead the way to the ruins of the Demonic Sect and let me show you what the methods of the Life Profound Realm are like."

Lan He nodded, but did not move immediately. He first cupped his hands to the four people, and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, seniors. I will first say goodbye to my subordinates."

Upon hearing this, all four nodded with smiles.

Wu Dao stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Go ahead, go ahead, it won't make a difference if you wait a little longer."

Lan He turned and fell downwards, landing steadily in front of Lan Ying and Qing Feng.

"Sister Lan Ying, Qingfeng."

He took out two chilling sword puppets from his robes and handed them over. The two sword puppets were completely black, with arms that served as swords. Even when they stood still, they exuded a chilling killing intent.

"These two level-six sword puppets are what I obtained from the Heavenly Blade Ruins. I'm leaving them for your self-defense."

Lan Ying was taken aback, staring at the two sword puppets radiating a terrifying aura, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Level six sword puppets? These are valuable items, you should keep them for yourself!"

Lan He shook his head, his expression calm: "I will be protected by the seniors on my journey, so I won't need these things. You who stay in Wanxiang City need to be wary of some people."

He paused, glanced meaningfully at the anxious remnants of the Tianyuan Dynasty not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded slightly to the two of them.

Lan Ying and Qing Feng followed his gaze and instantly understood. They exchanged a glance and nodded slightly, their eyes revealing a cold killing intent.

Seeing this, Lan He knew that they had all understood his intentions, so he said no more, turned around and took off into the air, heading towards the direction where the four seniors were.

Behind her, Lan Ying watched the white-clad figure disappear into the clouds before turning her gaze away.

She slowly turned around and looked at the remnants of the Tianyuan Dynasty not far away. The gentleness in her eyes had vanished, replaced by a chilling killing intent.

The cultivators from the Tianyuan Dynasty were gathered together, their faces filled with fear, like frightened birds. Seeing Lan He leave, some of them quietly moved back, trying to slip away in the chaos.

Lan Ying curled her lips into a cold smile, and with a swift movement, she blocked their path.

"Gentlemen, where are you all headed?"

The remnants of the Tianyuan Dynasty paled. Some instinctively retreated, only to be blocked by those behind them. The leaders, their faces ashen, gritted their teeth and said, "Lan Ying, what do you want? This is Wanxiang City, guarded by a super sect!"

Lan Ying chuckled lightly, her eyes filled with undisguised killing intent: "Super sects can't interfere outside the city, and besides, your Deacon Liu Tong has already been crippled. As for the other sects—"

She paused, her smile growing even colder: "They're busy fighting over my little river right now, who has time to care about you?"

After she finished speaking, she said no more. With a wave of her hand, the two level-six sword puppets transformed into two black streaks of light and rushed straight towards the crowd!

Qingfeng remained silent, drew his longsword, its light like a rainbow, and followed closely behind.

A scream instantly echoed throughout the wilderness.

Several hours later.

In the northeastern region of the ancient battlefield, deep within a vast mountain range.

Five figures stood in mid-air, looking down at the dilapidated ruins below.

Although it is a ruin, its scale is still astonishing. It was an extremely vast and huge ancient city, stretching across the valley, with broken walls and ruins extending for dozens of miles, and the magnificent outline of its former glory can still be vaguely seen.

It is said that in ancient times, this place was the stronghold of a super sect alliance, and its prosperity and strength at its peak were far beyond that of ordinary cities today.

Their gazes swept across the ruins, finally settling on the center of the city without prior agreement.

There stood a colossal demon palace, its entire body as black as ink, exuding an ancient and chilling aura in the afterglow of the setting sun. The palace gates were dozens of feet high, and above the lintel were four powerful and ancient characters.

The Earthly Fiends Alliance.

Those four characters, written with immense force, still exude a chilling aura even after countless years.

Wu Dao stroked his beard, clicking his tongue in amazement: "What a grand gesture. The Earthly Fiend Alliance must have truly been a powerful force back then to have built such a large-scale base."

Qing Xuanzi nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the palace gate: "After all, it is an existence that can rival the Heavenly Gang Alliance. Back then, the Heavenly Gang Alliance had 108 guardian sects under its command, with the Four Great Mystic Sects in charge, its power was immense."

The Earthly Fiends Alliance, capable of being their opponent, is certainly no ordinary force.

He paused, then pointed to the palace gate: "Look, this palace gate is tightly closed, and there are four key notches on it. That should be the location of those four secret keys."

The elder of the Divine Sect stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the entire Demon Palace. He said calmly, "Although the palace gates are tightly closed, I see that the surrounding protective formations are in a dilapidated state. After countless years, the formations' power has been reduced to less than one-tenth. With the four of us joining forces, it's not impossible to force our way through."

He turned to look at Lanhe: "Little guy, take out the key you have."

Upon hearing this, Lan He took out the Taotie Inheritance Key from his pocket.

The moment the key appeared, it trembled slightly, emitting a chilling light. That light echoed the demon palace below, as if a colossal beast, dormant for many years, was sensing a familiar call and slowly awakening.

"Just as I thought."

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. She said softly, "There is a connection between this key and the ruins; they resonate with each other. We only need to follow this connection and tear open the inheritance space. There's no need to force our way in."

Wu Dao nodded and exchanged glances with the other three.

The four of them raised their hands at the same time, and a vast and unparalleled amount of Yuan energy poured out, tearing fiercely into the void along the invisible connection between the key and the Demon Palace!

boom!

A deep, muffled thud resounded, and the space trembled violently. The tremors grew increasingly intense, as if something was being forcibly torn apart.

A moment later, a pitch-black rift slowly opened above the Demon Palace. At the edge of the rift, space twisted and deformed, emitting a faint tearing sound.

Within the crack, another world could be vaguely seen, where dark clouds surged and yin winds howled. This was the true inheritance of the Earthly Fiend Alliance, hidden in an independent space, which had finally been opened again after tens of thousands of years.

Lan He took a deep breath, turned around and solemnly bowed to the four seniors: "Thank you all for your help."

Wu Dao waved his hand and said with a smile, "Go on, go on, we'll wait for you here. After you get the inheritance, remember to think carefully about where to go, and don't forget this old man."

Qing Xuanzi smiled and nodded, "Be careful once you go in. The Four Fiends' inheritance is good, but it's also dangerous. If something is impossible, don't force it."

The beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace gently advised, "Child, we can only help you unlock this inheritance; we cannot interfere with the trials within. If you encounter danger, you must prioritize your own safety. No matter how good the inheritance is, it is not as important as your life."

Hearing this, Lan He felt a warmth in his heart and bowed to the four of them again, saying, "I have remembered your advice, seniors."

He took a deep breath, said no more, and with a swift movement, transformed into a streak of light, heading straight into the spatial rift.

A flash of light appeared before my eyes, until my vision cleared.

Lanhe found himself in a vast void.

This is a vast, isolated space. Countless enormous islands float within it, varying in height and shape; some are entirely crimson, some are covered in pristine white snow, and many more are drab, gray rocky islands.

On each island, clusters of palace buildings can be vaguely seen. Although most of them are in ruins, their former grandeur is still evident.

Lan He glanced over and was secretly amazed.

The ruins on these islands were likely the former strongholds of various sects under the Earthly Fiend Alliance. To an ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivator, each one would be a rare and invaluable opportunity.

But for him, it no longer held any appeal. He was about to join a super sect, and those ordinary inheritances were simply not worth his attention.

What he truly desires is the core essence of the Taotie tradition here.

Lan He took out the Taotie Key. As soon as the key appeared, it trembled slightly and emitted a cold, eerie light. The light was like an invisible thread, extending into the depths of space and guiding the way.

Without further hesitation, he moved, transforming into a streak of light and shooting off in the direction indicated by the light.

call out!

The sound of wind breaking echoed in the silent space. Lanhe's figure was like a shooting star, shuttling between the countless floating islands, with ruined palaces passing by.

Some were dusty and inconspicuous, some still retained a faint array light, and some even had scattered fragments of Heavenly Rank spiritual treasures lying among the ruins.

In the past, he might have been tempted. But now, these things no longer appeal to him.

and many more.

That's a Heavenly Rank Spiritual Treasure Longsword? Incomplete?

Lan He paused, his gaze falling on the ruins of the islands. After a moment's hesitation, he swiftly descended.

A moment later, he leaped up again, now holding one broken longsword after another. Some were only half a blade, some had nicks and chips, and some had broken tips, but even so, these longswords still exuded the unique aura of a Heavenly Rank spiritual treasure.

He searched through more than a dozen islands and finally collected thirteen incomplete Heaven-Rank Spiritual Treasure Longswords.

Although damaged, each one is still worth at least a few million Nirvana Pills. With all thirteen of them combined, they can roughly recoup the loss of the hundred Earth-rank spiritual treasure longswords that were destroyed earlier.

Lan He put the longswords into his Qiankun bag with satisfaction before continuing to rush into the depths of space.

After flying for about half an hour, the void ahead suddenly opened up.

The densely packed islands gradually thinned out, replaced by a deeper, darker space. And at the edge of that space, a colossal island finally came into view.

It floats there silently, like an ancient beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years. On the island, a dense cluster of black buildings stretches out, and despite the passage of countless years, one can still see the grandeur and majesty of yesteryear.

Lan He stopped and looked at the giant island in front of him, his eyes gleaming.

The ruins of the four great demonic sects have finally arrived.

He took a deep breath, landed on the island, and sped off in the direction indicated by the light. Along the way, dilapidated palaces and collapsed towers flashed past him, but he kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

After about half an incense stick's time, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

A vast plaza appeared before them, paved with black boulders, bearing the marks of time yet remaining perfectly smooth. Around the plaza stood four colossal stone pillars, each a hundred feet tall, their shafts carved with ferocious beast designs, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

In the center of the square, four ancient bronze gates, tightly closed, stand silently, like four sleeping giants, perched between heaven and earth.

Each gate was tens of feet high, with intricate runes and ferocious beast patterns engraved on the doors. Despite the passage of countless years, they still exuded a chilling aura.

Lan He slowly walked forward, his gaze sweeping over the four large doors.

He looked down at the Gluttonous Key in his hand. As soon as the key approached, it trembled violently, emitting a dazzling light. The light extended towards the first large door on the left, echoing the runes on the door and producing a deep, resonant sound.

The Taotie legacy has been found.

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