Chapter 34: Immortal Divine Treasure
I don’t know how long it took, but the sky and the earth became clear and the moonlight was like water, shining on the earth.

This sacred land has returned to its original appearance as it was when it was first seen, with purple mist rising and auspicious colors everywhere. It absorbs essence from all directions and seizes the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It seemed as if there was life in the dark, with infinite energy of creation that could recover on its own. The scars from the shocking battle not long ago were slowly repairing, as if they had never existed.

On this day, the great battle that took place in Wanchu Holy Land, even though it was blocked by the holy-level formation flags, the aura soared into the sky and its brilliance shook the world.

The entire Central Region of the Eastern Wasteland felt that kind of fluctuation and was shocked beyond words.

Countless creatures felt as if the world was coming to an end, and had a feeling that a catastrophic disaster could happen at any time.

On this day, great chaos broke out in the area within a million miles of the Central Region near the Wanchu Holy Land. Under the doomsday crisis, the evil in the hearts of the monks was released, and all kinds of bloody incidents never stopped.

There were also countless monks who thought they had high levels of cultivation and chose to flee far away. However, it was useless even after escaping hundreds of thousands of miles. The feeling of catastrophic disaster was still there.

Only a few holy places and aristocratic families that have existed since ancient times and have an orderly inheritance know that a great war of saints has taken place.

There are supreme creatures invading the Wanchu Holy Land, fighting against Wanchu's foundation. The power is earth-shaking, and any wave that spreads out can kill large numbers of powerful people, making them terrified and uneasy.

They were worried that if the influence of the holy war spread, the central region of the Eastern Wilderness might be sunk.

In ancient times, ancient saints mostly fought outside the domain and rarely took action on earth, because they were afraid of sinking the earth. The saint's power was like the sky and difficult to fathom.

Fortunately, the sacred land occupied by Wan Chu has an inexplicable terrain that stabilizes the universe and prevents it from spreading infinitely, otherwise it would have been a catastrophic disaster.

At the same time, I am also worried whether my own Taoist tradition can withstand such a shock?

If a supreme being attacks, can you resist?

Ordinary holy places are unsure, but they are confident that they can be fearless and will not be in danger of extinction because of the Taoist tradition that has produced the Great Emperor. However, they are unwilling to provoke others because it will consume their so-called foundation.

The foundation is something that will die in the light. They are unwilling to waste it as it will be used up.

On the other side, Qinghe and his men spent the entire night cleaning up the battlefield and counting their gains.

In the Wanchu Divine Land, there are towering immortal mountains, auspicious auras, vast ancient palaces, and huge palaces.

The iron-blooded warriors from Zishan walked into one palace after another, most of which were filled with mist, colorful clouds, and fairy air, and there were treasures everywhere.

Breaking the seal of a huge palace and entering it, one sees divine aura rising into the sky. It is piles of divine source, so brilliant that one cannot open one’s eyes. They are as big as fists, as big as human heads, and as big as faces. They are of various colors, like suns hanging in the sky, filling up the huge palace, dazzling and touching.

It is difficult to find a divine source as small as a sesame seed in the outside world, but there is indeed an entire huge palace in the holy land. One can imagine how terrifying it is with the accumulation of tens of thousands of years.

Another ancient hall was broken into. After rushing in, precious light shot up into the sky. These were not treasures for attacking, but rare treasures in various senses.

There are treasures that can condense the energy of heaven and earth and speed up the pace of cultivation.

There is a unique essence and blood, which is dazzling and can be used to refine the body and create the strongest physique.

Some are objects for enlightenment, and have often accompanied saints, being imbued with their spiritual essence.

There are all kinds of rare treasures, hundreds of them, dazzlingly beautiful.

Continuing forward, one can see an alchemy room with a fragrant aroma of medicine that refreshes all the tired monks. It is a colorful place with various jade bottles on display, sparkling with light. There are also many alchemy furnaces with lingering fragrance that is refreshing. Who knows how many precious pills there are!

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Wanchu’s accumulation was so rich that there were hundreds and thousands of such palaces. The amount of storage of all of them added together was unimaginable.

The immortal mountain is majestic, and all kinds of rare medicines grow on it. Some of the ancient medicines are valuable to saints and can be used to refine holy pills.

This is Wanchu’s core medicinal garden, which has been carefully cultivated for a hundred thousand years, but now it is serving others.

This is a heritage of more than 100,000 years, with countless precious materials, many rare treasures that have never been heard of, shining brightly, making people dazzled and almost losing themselves. There are mountains made of source blocks, tens of thousands of years of amazing ancient medicines, incomplete holy weapons, profound and immortal Bibles, and mysterious ancient killing arrays, which are incomplete but extremely terrifying, almost threatening the saints.

However, these are just extras, not the fundamental places, not the eternal divine treasures of the past.

Wanchu’s real treasures are all sealed in the Pure Land in the Chaos Abyss, which is the core area of ​​the Holy Land.

Wanchu’s inheritance is mysterious and contains inexplicable methods, which are secret methods in the chaos. They can be used to smelt and borrow the chaotic energy to enhance one’s own combat power.

People speculate that perhaps only the legendary chaotic body is the most suitable secret method for Wanchu and can exert the highest power.

But chaotic bodies are hard to find. There is only one example in ancient times, and that was in the mythological era. Even if it really exists, it cannot be kept by Wanchu, so it is destined to be a delusion.

Qinghe took one step across a thousand miles and in a flash arrived at the deepest part of the Pure Land. He saw immortal light flowing, chaos endless, and hazy, like a natural land.

There was a gleam in her eyes, and she understood a lot at once.

"Wanchu Holy Land, what a great fortune!"

She deduced that this place was once the chaotic fairyland where the world was nurtured before the creation of the world, and it could produce treasures that were coveted by the ancient emperors.

It was originally hidden in the void, drifting aimlessly, until it accidentally broke tens of thousands of years ago, fell to the earth, and became a broken chaotic fairyland.

During that period, an ancient saint was the first to discover this, and thus established a religion here, leaving behind an immortal legacy - Wanchu!
Only in this way can this place always have chaotic energy surrounding it and the energy of creation never stops. It is very beneficial to saints. By practicing here, their Taoism will increase day by day.

As for the realm below the Saint, it is not a complete immortal land after all; it is unstable and it is difficult to experience the wonders of chaos.

You Lian was the second one to arrive, and was also impressed by the magic of this place, a place that could seize the fortune of heaven and earth and steal the mysteries of the sun and the moon.

Then she and Qinghe started the big harvest mode, and their faces were full of joy.

Within the abyss, the ultimate treasure of the holy land is so tempting.

The color is like mutton fat, it contains divine light, and it exudes a sense of eternity and immortality. It is a piece of white jade wall, as big as a face, and weighs tens of thousands of pounds.

Qinghe showed a surprised look, this is the Nine Heavens White Jade Disk, according to legend it is a divine jade that was born from the essence of heaven, it is extremely hard and can be used to sacrifice and train holy weapons passed down from generation to generation, it is a rare divine material in the world.

Such a large piece, made of very hard material, is enough for a saint to refine. The saints' weapons are very mysterious. If the material is very hard, a fist-sized piece can be refined into a saint weapon.

If the material is not strong enough, it will be difficult to refine the stars, and endless mountains and rivers will be needed to make up for this deficiency.

This piece of nine-day white jade in front of you can be called a rare treasure.

In another restricted area, You Lian was completely stunned and a little dazed.

The divine jade of Bi Luo, the silver essence of Daluo, and the mutton-fat jade iron are all amazing divine materials that are hard to find even for saints. Adding a little bit of them can improve the quality of weapons and can be used to practice the handed-down holy weapons.

Now there are a lot of them, quietly placed there, dazzling and illuminating people's hearts. They are more than enough to refine ten holy weapons.

She was a little dazed and felt it was unreal.

Soon he woke up and realized that this was once a real chaotic fairyland. Even the real treasures had been taken away long ago.

But the few scraps left behind are like weeds on the roadside, which are meaningless to the supreme being, but to saints like them, they are the dream come true.

The Wanchu Holy Land has occupied this chaotic abyss for nearly 200,000 years, so it is understandable that it has accumulated such experience.

Unexpectedly, one day the immortal heritage would be broken and everything would be taken advantage of by others.

(End of this chapter)