Chapter 419

Just as the three sides were locked in an indecisive battle, in the distant void a white‑bone war chariot drawn by a nine‑headed demon dragon silently materialized.

The young master of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, Mo Wuxin, leaned casually against the carriage curtain; his face, handsome to a demonic degree, bore a sickly smile, and he stared obsessively at the three exquisite figures on the field, sticking out his blood‑red tongue to lick his lips.

"Strike, strike! The more intense, the better!"

"The worse their injuries, the more flavorful I'll taste it…"

Beside him, a demonic cultivator bowed and said, "Young master, should we…"

"No rush." Mo Wuxin waved his hand, a calculating glint flashing in his eyes,

"When they are both battered, we'll intervene and reap the profit."

On the other side, the Western Buddha child Jin Tuo Zi sat upright on a golden lotus platform, nine concentric light rings slowly rotating behind his head; he watched the battle, murmuring Buddhist mantras, his thoughts unknown.

Clearly, everyone shared the same intention.

……

Meanwhile.

Gu Yuan's true self was cloaked in the Deceiving Heaven Cloak, cutting off all cause‑and‑effect and aura, as if erased from this space‑time; even a celestial king's divine sense could not detect a trace.

He leisurely passed through a mountain range collapsed by the aftershocks of the three‑person war, arriving at a brand‑new relic shrouded by an ancient seal.

The seal here was not a simple energy shield but a twisted temporal field.

Any object approaching would have its time flow slow to an extreme, as if trapped in eternal stasis.

"Interesting."

Gu Yuan did not force the seal open.

He simply raised his hand, a barely visible strand of chronal power drifting from the Law of the Ten Thousand Path Time Lamp, lightly touching the temporal field.

Like a drop of water merging into the sea, it raised not a ripple.

The warped time opened a passage for him.

He walked in at his leisure, reaching the core of the seal.

It was not an altar storing treasures, but an ancient library.

The loft was built from an unknown soul‑nurturing wood, enduring ten thousand ages without decay.

When Gu Yuan's divine sense swept over, the contents recorded on the rows of jade slips on the shelves made him stare in awe.

"Records of the Profound Void Meditation," "Great Turning Body Refinement Synopsis," "Ten Thousand Laws Returning to Void Sword Formula"…

Each volume was a supreme cultivation method lost to the outside world for several epochs; the spread of any single volume could unleash a blood‑soaked storm across the immortal realm, driving countless sects mad.

"Fine collection."

Gu Yuan, unceremoniously, waved his hand, and a phantom of the World Tree in the inner world flickered.

The entire library, together with its foundation, was uprooted by an invisible force, vanished on the spot, and he fully transferred it into the Divine Kingdom.

Just as he prepared to depart for the next demolition point, the World Tree deep within his divine soul suddenly emitted an extremely faint tremor.

Gu Yuan's gaze fell upon the empty foundation of the library.

There, the space bore a barely perceptible Law Wave distinct from the surrounding area.

He extended his hand, chaotic qi swirling around his fingertips, gently probing that void.

Where his fingertips touched, the space rippled like water, revealing a perfectly concealed spatial fissure that quietly surfaced.

【Ding! Congratulations, host, you have discovered a hidden entrance to the second layer of the Sending Heaven Hall.】

The system's prompt sounded at the right moment, this time Xiao Ai's voice carrying a hint of boastful excitement.

【According to this system's incomplete database analysis, the Sending Heaven Hall consists of five layers, each entrance randomly hidden behind a treasure point on the previous layer. Your luck, host, is average—neither good nor bad.】

"Understood."

Gu Yuan comprehended it in his heart.

It seemed the true opportunity of the Sending Heaven Hall lay deeper.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, and his form merged into the spatial fissure.

The expected whirlwind of heaven and earth did not arrive.

He seemed to pass through a thin membrane of water, entering a bizarre, kaleidoscopic passage.

The passage was composed of countless chaotic, ever‑flowing qi streams, interspersed with shattered fragments of time and space, exuding a terrifying aura capable of easily tearing apart a true immortal's Dao fruit.

Here lay the corridor leading to the second layer's realm.

Yet Gu Yuan's brows twitched slightly.

Because he discovered that at the end of this supposedly empty corridor, a figure had already arrived before him.

It was a youth clad in a cloud‑patterned white robe, the cuffs and collar embroidered with golden silk depicting an ever‑rising sun totem, appearing both noble and mysterious.

He stood with his back to Gu Yuan at the corridor's end, seemingly studying something.

Gu Yuan's arrival was silent; not even the chaotic qi was disturbed.

But the youth, as if eyes sprouted on his back, turned sharply.

When he saw Gu Yuan, his handsome yet slightly androgynous face froze for an instant, then his pupils abruptly contracted, showing profound shock and disbelief.

He was shocked not by someone finding this place,

but by Gu Yuan's manner of arrival!

He himself had employed a one‑time supreme immortal treasure forged by the family's patriarch, allowing him to reach this spot silently without breaking the external temporal field seal.

His purpose was to locate that treasure.

But how did the mysterious figure cloaked in black achieve the same?

Could the opponent also possess a similar supreme treasure?

No!

This secret must never be leaked!

At that thought, the shock in the youth's eyes instantly turned into bone‑chilling killing intent.

"Who are you?"

He questioned coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.

But he didn't wait for Gu Yuan to answer at all.

Before his words even fell, he already struck out fiercely!

He slapped his heavenly spirit cap, and a dharma manifestation a thousand zhang tall, its entire body composed of glazed treasure light, instantly rose from behind him.

That dharma manifestation had three heads and six arms, each holding a treasure bottle, a jade ruyi, and a whisk; its immortal light shone brilliantly, and its aura was astonishingly oppressive.

"Yao Chi Seal, suppress!"

No probing, no holding back.

As soon as he moved, it was a killing strike!