Chapter 112: Heaven-Swallowing Magic Cover

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Inside the Myriad Dragon Nest, all breaths retracted, everything lay dormant, even the divine source floating in the ancient cave drifted deeper.

Just moments ago the aura was still awakening, now it is utterly silent, with not a trace of killing intent leaking out.

(Myriad Dragon Nest: can't beat it, there's a cheat!)

Seeing this, Yang Zhu put away his golden war spear, about to turn and leave, but paused slightly for a moment.

He took out the True Dragon Divine Medicine, gave it a light shake, and the lifelike little dragon coughed out six drops of golden liquid, spiritual energy swirling, its refreshing fragrance actually intoxicating.

Yang Zhu took out several fine jade bottles, separately stored the six drops of golden liquid, then flicked his embroidered robe, sweeping the six jade bottles into the Myriad Dragon Nest.

The Beginningless Great Emperor had a broad mind; back then, when he clashed with an opponent wielding an imperial weapon, he not only won the battle but ultimately returned the imperial weapon.

Yang Zhu now even his pot has been taken away; if he doesn't even leave a few mouthfuls of rice, it actually shows he lacks magnanimity.

"Let's go."

After securing the Hun Dun Chi, the Divine Light Platform was activated by the Big Black Dog, and several people vanished instantly in place.

"If we had made a move just then, we might have had a chance to keep him."

After they had left for a long time, the Myriad Dragon Nest emitted a low, rumbling sound, like a great bell, thunderous to the ears.

"Do you think a teenager carrying an imperial weapon on his person would have no background? We can't detain him."

"But..."

"Moreover, I seem to… feel a familiar aura from his body."

"Who?"

"The Beginningless Great Emperor."

As soon as that name was spoken, the Myriad Dragon Nest fell into a deathly silence; even just a title made them dread to mention it lightly.

What slumbers in the Myriad Dragon Nest is the Ancient Royal Clan, which has existed for endless ages; the weight of the two words "Wushi" is all too clear.

Wushi is not merely a title; it is the symbol of invincibility, representing an era, an era when all tribes submitted.

……

Several people returned to the snowy plain, where heavy snow fell like goose feathers, almost blinding their vision.

"Daoist, I really like your broken bowl; I want to offer something in exchange, what do you think?"

Yang Zhu very much wanted to collect the Ruthless Person's Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar; among the many imperial weapons, it would surely rank among the foremost.

"My broken bowl?" the Unscrupulous Daoist immediately became alert; this is his most precious treasure, which he would normally never trade.

After a moment's thought, Duan De seemed to waver, probing: "What can you offer in exchange?"

"Just say the word, and I'll find it for you."

Yang Zhu spoke lightly; compared to all other treasures and imperial weapons, he could still discern their importance.

"I want your ice coffin."

Upon hearing this condition, Yang Zhu paused slightly; he could roughly guess the reason.

The Unscrupulous Daoist's previous incarnation was the Heavenly Venerable of Tribulation Crossing, cultivating the Tribulation Crossing Heavenly Technique, which requires continually burying oneself; Yang Zhu could clearly see that he already had four reincarnation marks within his body.

Duan De wanting an ice coffin likely means he is preparing for burial in this life; an ice coffin can slow the passage of years, preserving the flesh for tens of thousands of years without decay, making it one of the best choices.

"You really want to trade? Do you know what this is?"

Yang Zhu had only wanted to try it out, but he didn't expect him to actually agree.

"What broken bowl? Is it some treasure?" the Big Black Dog heard this and immediately brought his head over.

"I can vaguely guess a few things, but… Daoist Master needs the ice coffin more."

Duan De felt somewhat embarrassed; this broken bowl had saved his life many times, letting him escape death's grasp, and he was loath to part with it. In this life Duan De has no background, frequenting great tombs everywhere just to gather various materials, to fully prepare for his own burial.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhu remained silent for a long time, not responding immediately.

"How about this: I'll give you the Travel Word Secret together with the ice coffin, ensuring you can come and go freely."

Duan De is somewhat lacking in virtue, yet he values loyalty and righteousness; with his deep background, he is worth making close friends with, and since the two get along well, "taking a loss" is fine.

"Really?"

Upon hearing the Travel Word Secret, Duan De's eyes lit up instantly; if he mastered this secret, what worry would he have that his feng shui burial studies wouldn't advance further!

"When have I ever joked with you?"

"Fine, I trust you."

Duan De also readily agreed, slapping his hand and accepting immediately; then he took out his precious "broken bowl," removed the imprint left on it, and handed it to Yang Zhu.

After receiving the broken bowl, Yang Zhu nodded silently, flicked his embroidered robe, and nine Dao diagrams appeared in the void, each containing supreme profundities.

"You should also note it down; it will benefit you."

Under Yang Zhu's indication, the Yaochi Holy Maiden and Duan De began to focus, attempting to memorize all the Dao diagrams.

As for the Yaochi Holy Maiden practicing the Travel Word Secret together with him, Duan De naturally had no objection, even though she and Yang Zhu share that kind of relationship.

This process takes considerable time, but Yang Zhu is not in a hurry, quietly waiting at the side.

"What is this thing, really worth sacrificing the Nine Secrets for?" the Big Black Dog puzzled, brought his large head over to examine it carefully.

Yang Zhu rubbed it gently; the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Cover is jet-black like ink, cool to the touch, and inside the bowl is etched a ghostly face pattern, quite extraordinary.

Soon the Big Black Dog noticed some anomalies, feeling uncertain: "How does it feel somewhat familiar..."

"This is the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Cover."

As for Little Black, Yang Zhu did not conceal anything, directly stating its origin.

"What… Heaven-Swallowing Magic Cover? It's actually that thing!"

In an instant the Big Black Dog's scalp tingled; excited to the point of near madness, he rushed out, running several laps around the snow mountain.

Until he was panting exhausted, lying down, he still could not suppress his excited feelings.

The Black Emperor had been drooling over this for who knows how long; he never expected to actually obtain it today!

"Little Black, settle down."

"Yang Zhu was helpless; afterwards, he sliced his palm, a drop of blood that flowed with purple-gold immortal radiance was squeezed out, and afterwards it was poured into the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Lid."

"Suddenly, it seemed to have come alive, trembling slightly, as if a universe of starry sky appeared inside the broken bowl, capable of swallowing the sun and moon."

"It inhaled and exhaled the essence of heaven and earth; in an instant it drained the spiritual energy of the entire snow mountain."

"Then the tremendous pressure erupting from the violent trembling made it hard to bear, souls trembling, as if a generation-defying demon lord were crossing over."

"Fortunately, Yang Zhu controlled it in time; otherwise he had no doubt he could swallow the entire snow mountain."

"While Duan De and the others were comprehending the Travel Secret, Yang Zhu began to imprint his own origin Dao patterns into the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Lid; only then could he truly possess it."

"Half a day later, Duan De was the first to finish comprehending; upon rising, he eagerly unleashed it, taking a step and arriving several li away—what a wonderful feeling!"

"Hahaha, as expected of the Nine Secrets; in the future, even the tombs of great emperors, Daoist masters will go there!"

"Pang Daoshi laughed, stepping on the Travel Secret, swift as a bolt of lightning; ordinary people could hardly catch his silhouette."

"The Yaochi Saintess took two more hours than him to slowly open her eyes, having gained great benefit; on the spot she broke through to the fourth level of the Four Extremes."

"(End of chapter)"