Chapter 460: The Secret of the Burial Ground! The Core of the Fifth-Generation Sacred Body

Standing on a barren, lifeless planet, Chu Yang squinted slightly.

This was the burial ground of the Vorma imperial scholar.

It was hard to imagine that such a great scholar—who had reversed heaven’s will with the Ascension Method, ushered in tens of thousands of years of prosperity for the Vorma imperial house, and even glimpsed a fragment of prehistoric secrets—would end up buried in such a remote, desolate corner.

Setting aside his stance, even Chu Yang had to admit the scholar deserved the title “great.”

Throughout history, countless geniuses had emerged across the known universe, yet those who uncovered truths about the prehistoric era were few and far between.

Ding Heige and Kieran certainly knew some hidden truths, but now one was dead and the other had taken his secrets to the higher-dimensional world.

Aside from them, only Holy Kesa and Karl remained.

Kesa had perished; Karl’s knowledge of the prehistoric era came entirely from the Void and Shadow realms.

Yet an obscure, insignificant nobody from the Divine Academy, who had achieved nothing remarkable, had quietly mastered prehistoric civilization’s technology.

Chu Yang learned from the old Vorma emperor that the scholar had specifically requested to be buried here before his death.

After his burial, the Vorma imperial house never heavily guarded this tomb; only each reigning emperor knew of its existence, and upon ascending the throne, would come to pay respects.

Yet over tens of thousands of years, the tomb had never changed, and no one had ever discovered it.

Standing on the barren ground, Chu Yang felt a ripple emanating from deep beneath the surface, his gaze sharpening.

The scholar was buried at the planet’s core—a practice once common in the Vorma star system.

The deceased were buried at depths corresponding to their contributions and status during life.

The more important the person, the deeper they were buried.

From this perspective, given the scholar’s immense contributions to the star system, being buried at the deepest point of a planet’s core seemed logical.

But the problem was…

This custom only emerged in the Vorma star system after the scholar’s death!

In other words…

It wasn’t that the scholar’s burial site conformed to Vorma tradition—it was that the Vorma imperial house invented this custom precisely because the scholar was buried at the core, to avoid arousing suspicion.

But the old emperor knew none of the specifics, for he was not the first emperor, but the third.

The first emperor seemed to know some hidden truth, yet he remained silent—even on his deathbed, he told the second emperor nothing.

During his earlier search for the Ascension Site, Chu Yang had visited this planet and conducted a thorough investigation.

But back then, he had not realized this was a tomb.

In other words, the scholar’s burial site had evaded both his and Pangu’s detection!

But this time, Chu Yang had discovered the anomaly.

The Ascension Emperor Scripture!

Or rather, a layer of the Ascension Sacred Body had sensed a familiar resonance from deep within the core!

Faith energy! Ascended beings!

It was an aura far stronger than any Ascended being Chu Yang had ever encountered!

At the same time, the core was saturated with dense faith energy!

Earlier, in the artificial sub-realm, Chu Yang had sensed something was off.

After all, this was faith energy accumulated over tens of thousands of years from every living being in the entire Vorma star system—how could it possibly amount to only what he had seen?

Faith energy weakens when believers’ faith falters, but it does not vanish when believers die.

That is, if someone devoted faith to Chu Yang and carried that devotion into their coffin, even after death, the faith energy they bestowed upon him would not dissipate—it would endure forever.

The faith of the Vorma star system’s inhabitants had remained unshaken for tens of thousands of years, with no revolutions like the Rebellion Army ever arising; the accumulated faith energy was incalculable.

Under normal circumstances, this alone would have been enough for Chu Yang to complete his first Ascension—why would he need to gather vast amounts of faith energy from countless worlds?

But Chu Yang hadn’t given it much thought then, since tens of thousands of years had seen many Ascended beings emerge from the Vorma star system.

These Ascended beings inevitably consumed faith energy, and since they were pure Ascended, they required constant faith energy to sustain themselves.

That was precisely why, after Chu Yang drained all the faith energy from the Ascension Site, the Ascended beings lost all their power overnight.

Now it seemed the reason the Ascension Site’s faith energy was so meager wasn’t due to centuries of consumption by Ascended beings.

It was because most of the faith energy had gathered here!

Why would a scholar’s burial site accumulate such vast amounts of faith energy?

If the Vorma imperial house knew nothing of this, how had the faith energy been drawn here?

Chu Yang had a hunch about what was happening, but it seemed unbelievable.

The dead cannot control faith energy; without a special object like the higher-dimensional sphere, no one else could manipulate faith energy.

Otherwise, how could faith energy have become the “exclusive domain” of the Vorma star system?

Thus, only one possibility remained…

The scholar was not dead!

And he had set up a colossal scheme, using the entire Vorma star system to gather faith energy for him!

Consider this: though the scholar was an ancient being…

Yet Kesa, Karl, and others of his era had lived tens of thousands of years—how could a man who had glimpsed a fragment of history’s truth die simply from natural decay?

Pushing aside his thoughts, Chu Yang leapt into a space wormhole.

Deep within the core.

Surrounded by a golden torrent of faith energy like fine sand, Chu Yang felt his Ascension Talisman pulsing joyfully, every pore of his body thrumming with excitement.

Yet he did not rush to absorb it—even though Tiger had made most of the Tianswang system his believers, some still resisted conversion.

Absorbing it now would inevitably cause minor leakage; waiting a while longer would maximize the gain.

Moreover, the immediate priority was uncovering the tomb’s secret.

Otherwise, who knew if that half-dead scholar might suddenly spring out?

Walking through the golden torrent, Chu Yang sensed no life signs; Pangu detected no biological data.

In other words, no living being was present.

Of course, Chu Yang remained alert—last time he searched the Ascension Site, he had missed this place; the scholar might have left behind some countermeasure to block his detection.

That was precisely why he was cautious.

Though no known being in the universe could threaten him, this scholar was tied to prehistoric civilization.

After walking nearly a kilometer, Chu Yang suddenly noticed something strange.

That was—this planet…

Had no planetary core!

Pangu’s deep analysis revealed this planet was not naturally lifeless—it had been rendered lifeless by some external cause.

Chu Yang suspected the extinction of life was linked to the scholar and the missing planetary core.

The fact that so much faith energy here remained concentrated must also be due to some influence.

Moments later, Chu Yang suddenly stopped, frowning.

He had deliberately sped up—he should have already passed through the core’s interior, yet the golden torrent still surrounded him, with no end in sight.

“Interesting…”

Chu Yang sneered, lightly tapping the ground; the sun and moon rose from his shoulders, and the Four Sacred Spirits materialized.

A flash of white light—[Tian Que] appeared in his hand; a blade of light sliced across his brow, and his pupils turned transparent.

Break Illusion!

This was a technique he had developed by combining his Source Martial Body and [Tian Que], rooted in the Ultimate Gene.

“Break Illusion” was not merely the ability to see through illusions—it could also pierce time and space.

It was a perfect application of the Dream Gene and the Space-Time Gene.

The world before Chu Yang’s eyes began to unravel; the golden torrent slowly faded.

After taking a few steps, the space around him trembled slightly, and the scene before him transformed utterly.

He retracted his Source Martial Body and [Tian Que]; his pupils returned to normal. He gazed at the crystal coffin before him.

No wonder this burial ground had remained undiscovered—aside from him, no one in the known universe could have cracked this “illusion.”

It was an extreme manipulation of space and time—even Mo Ganna or Rose might not have detected the anomaly.

As he examined the crystal coffin, Chu Yang’s gaze sharpened.

Inside lay a “corpse”—yet it was not a corpse.

For it was a phantom body!

A phantom body, once dead, dissolves completely, leaving no trace—but this “corpse” emitted no spiritual fluctuations whatsoever.

Floating above the phantom body’s chest was a small crystal, glowing faintly, covered in runes.

Chu Yang recognized these runes—most were identical to those on his Ascension Talisman!

Planetary Core!

No wonder the planet still existed without its core—it hadn’t been destroyed, but modified using prehistoric civilization’s methods.

Yet this core was tiny, its energy minuscule, nearly exhausted.

The golden torrent of faith energy, clearly, remained concentrated here due to the runes on this core.

“What an immense ambition!”

Chu Yang cultivated the Ascension Emperor Scripture and understood the Ascension system and faith energy intimately—he instantly saw the purpose behind every arrangement here.

The phantom body in the coffin was clearly the Vorma imperial house’s ancient scholar.

He had revealed part of the Ascension system’s technology, earning the Vorma imperial house’s eternal gratitude.

His so-called death was likely merely the death of his physical body—he had used it to transform into a phantom body.

Then the scholar put his illusory body into a pseudo-death state to facilitate comprehensive transformation and absorption of faith energy.

By leveraging the Vorma royal family and the entire Vorma civilization to gather faith energy, he could lie peacefully within his coffin, allowing his illusory body to continuously absorb faith energy.

Once a certain critical threshold was reached, the illusory body would undergo transformation—or rather… Ascension!

Chu Yang did not know how high the illusory body could ascend, but given this scholar’s astonishing methods and mastery of numerous prehistoric civilizations’ technologies, it was surely no great challenge for him to develop a Fourth-Generation Divine Body.

If that were the case, his willingness to go to such great lengths to set up this scheme meant the final result would surpass the Fourth-Generation Divine Body!

“A Fifth-Generation Divine Body?” Chu Yang mused.

This scholar was researching upgrade techniques for the Fifth-Generation body, and Karl had also delved into this field.

Both had achieved considerable success, and the scholar had implemented a double safeguard.

The Ascension site was public; this burial ground remained hidden.

Even the Vorma royal family knew nothing of his secret.

Thus, even if Vorma civilization perished, at most the Ascension site would be exposed to outsiders—no one would notice this lifeless planet in the corner.

No one would suspect he had laid out a monumental scheme here!

Without incident, the scholar would eventually awaken; even if he could not upgrade into a true Fifth-Generation Divine Body, he would certainly be no weaker than Hua Ye, perhaps even stronger.

In contrast, Karl, though he produced only a flawed Fifth-Generation Divine Body in the form of Hua Ye, had still achieved a major breakthrough.

And remarkably, both men’s paths toward upgrading the Fifth-Generation body led to the illusory body.

Karl used the power of the void to modify the semi-illusory body.

If his research advanced further, he could apply it to himself, transforming and comprehensively upgrading his own illusory body.

The Vorma scholar, meanwhile, used faith energy to likewise transform and upgrade the illusory body.

In that case…

It seemed the core of the Fifth-Generation body was the illusory body!

“Itachi should have died tens of thousands of years ago—no need to go out and disrupt the universe…”

Chu Yang smiled and tapped lightly on the crystal coffin.

The next instant, the crystal coffin shattered piece by piece, and the illusory body lying peacefully within began to destabilize.

Clearly, the coffin exerted some influence on the illusory body, maintaining its pseudo-death state by preventing it from dissipating.

In the final moment before the illusory body vanished, Chu Yang sensed an intense wave of fury and resentment.

At that very instant, Chu Yang’s soul force surged forth, and through a secret technique, he directly extracted a portion of the scholar’s prior memories.

He picked up the star core, and the Pangu computing array within his soul palace began to spin at high speed, fully analyzing the star core.

“This is… also a celestial computer?” Chu Yang blinked in surprise.

The star core wasn’t merely used to condense faith energy—it had once been a celestial computer, though now only its core data remained.

Even Pangu’s computing core could not parse these core data within a short time.

This meant the celestial computer had once been at least on par with Pangu and the Great Clock!

“The ancient Super God Academy was truly brimming with hidden talents!”

Chu Yang couldn’t help but sigh—he had discovered He Xi, that treasure of a scholar, and Karl, a being who combined genius with madness.

Add to that Liang Bing, a rebellious girl whose brilliance was absurd, yet had clearly taken a wrong path.

And now, this Vorma scholar…

The First-Generation Super God Academy was truly a marketplace of elite talent!

(End of Chapter)