Chapter 2145

At their peak, the Wu tribe had twelve Wu Emperors—who would dare provoke them back then?

To put it bluntly, even the Sovereign God might not dare to provoke them.

But things are different now.

Times have changed!

A tribe relying on treasures for support will inevitably lose those treasures one day.

The twelve divine fragments, over the long river of time and through the process of inheritance, will inevitably encounter some mishaps.

No one can stop it!

So now, the Wu tribe has only three or five divine fragments left—who knows, after countless eons, even these last three or five might be gone.

But for now, relying on these three or five divine fragments, the Wu tribe still dominates one region.

To avoid having his Primordial Divine Fragment exposed, He Pingsheng came to the Wu tribe this time using the Thirty-Two Mighty Divine Powers.

He still appears as that handsome, striking face, and his divine fragment is of the spatial attribute.

Speaking of divine fragments, He Pingsheng himself is also somewhat puzzled.

According to reason, cultivators in the Divine Realm who cultivate the Great Dao Law can basically only cultivate Dao methods matching their own divine fragment attribute.

It's not that other Dao methods cannot be cultivated—it's just that the efficiency is too low.

But his divine fragment is the Primordial Divine Fragment, and when cultivating spatial Dao methods or other Dao methods, he hasn't noticed any drop in efficiency when comprehending the Dao.

It seems he can cultivate any Dao method just as well.

Thud……thud……thud……

As He Pingsheng was walking, he suddenly heard a rhythmic sound.

Before he could even turn his head to look, he saw a huge foot slam down beside him with a thud.

Then a colossal giant walked past over his head.

One step, a hundred zhang!

Hiss……hiss……hiss……

He Pingsheng instantly felt envious.

In such a great city, wouldn't having a massive body be advantageous for travel?

After walking half a day, he finally arrived at the core area of this Ducheng.

Naturally, the core area has a merchant guild!

The merchant guild here is different from elsewhere—it's not layered floors, but one great hall after another.

Probably to accommodate those towering giants.

He Pingsheng entered the first great hall.

This great hall is terrifyingly high—over a thousand zhang tall.

The other halls behind it, one taller than the next—ten thousand zhang, a hundred thousand zhang……

It seems this is also to restrict Wu tribe members of different cultivation levels from entering.

"Fellow Daoist… what would you like?" The hall's shopkeeper is not of the Wu tribe; his cultivation is at the God Venerable Realm, but his body is the same size as He Pingsheng's.

He Pingsheng clasped his hands: "Hello… junior pays respects to senior!"

Others, out of professional habit, called him "Fellow Daoist," but He Pingsheng couldn't shout that back.

Proper etiquette must still be observed.

"No need for formalities—tell me what you want, and I'll arrange someone to take you to pick it out!" The shopkeeper chuckled and waved his hand.

He was very pleased with He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng asked: "Junior wishes to go to the Wu Gods' Sacred Land, but doesn't know where it is—could senior offer some guidance?"

The originally smiling God Venerable Realm cultivator's face suddenly darkened.

Whoosh……

The surrounding shoppers all turned to look at He Pingsheng.

Some wore smiles, some sneered.

Others were angry.

The angry ones were those tall Wu tribe members.

He Pingsheng instantly understood—he must have touched some taboo.

So he immediately corrected himself: "I have a friend, and we agreed to meet in the southern part of the Wu Gods' Sacred Land, so I want to go there to find him!"

Upon hearing this, the angry Wu tribe members one by one withdrew their murderous glares.

"Hehehe……" the shopkeeper said: "Easy, easy—the Wu Gods' Sacred Land is vast, and you're being too vague…… How about this: our store actually has a detailed map of the entire Tianwu Continent—I think you should buy a copy as backup!"

"What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"

He Pingsheng nodded: "Good, then I'll take a map!"

The map is placed on the shopkeeper's side.

He took out a jade slip and said: "You're a Xuan Sect cultivator— a jade slip will do. That'll be ten thousand mid-grade divine gold, or one high-tier!"

He Pingsheng curled his lip: Damn, that's expensive.

But there's no choice—some things, even if expensive, must be bought.

Besides, he's not short on money.

After paying one high-tier divine gold, the jade slip came into He Pingsheng's hands.

He hurriedly left with the jade slip.

Just after walking fewer than ten breaths, a man in white Daoist robes chased after him from behind.

"Fellow Daoist… Fellow Daoist, please wait……"

A man quickly walked up to He Ping Sheng.

He Ping Sheng turned around and glanced at him.

This guy is not a Wu tribe member; he is a normal human.

Divine Lord realm, though his cultivation is higher, at the twelfth layer.

This person has a tall and slender build, handsome features, and an exceptional aura, with the divine pattern on his brow flashing black and white.

"Hello!" He Ping Sheng greeted.

"I am Wei Zhiyi!" the man said: "May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?"

He Ping Sheng also did not hide it, directly saying: "He Ping Sheng!"

"So it's Fellow Daoist He……hehehe……"

"Just now I saw you, it seemed you wanted to go to the Wu God's ancestral land?"

Without waiting for He Ping Sheng to answer, he continued: "Don't hide it from you, many people who come here are trying their luck at the Wu God's ancestral land, this point, everyone knows it tacitly!"

"But the problem is, the Wu tribe also wants face!"

"This matter cannot be spoken openly!"

"Ah?" He Ping Sheng was startled: "Is that so?"

Wu God's ancestral land?

Still cannot be spoken openly?

Why?

He Ping Sheng had not understood this point.

Wei Zhiyi said: "It's like this, this Wu God's ancestral land is the burial ground of the Wu!"

"Every Wu God, before dying, enters it, drains their essence blood as tribute, and then their flesh is buried in the ancestral land!"

"Over time, these Wu God true forms may even turn into mountain ranges!"

"Put bluntly, this place is where the ancestors are buried; you guess how the Wu tribe would feel if they heard someone coming here to seek treasure?"

He Ping Sheng suddenly understood: "Ah, that's how it is!"

"Hehehe……" Wei Zhiyi chuckled, saying: "So, it cannot be spoken openly; if you want to go, just go, and once there, offer your essence blood, they will naturally let you in!"

"By the way, fellow Daoist, are you of the Space Divine Pattern?"

He Ping Sheng said: "Yes!"

"Excellent!" Wei Zhiyi said: "We can form a team to enter together and search for treasure, how about it?"

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I am from a great clan of the Divine State, absolutely no scheming against you; it's just that within the Wu God's ancestral land, spatial laws are often disturbed, so having a teammate who understands spatial rules would be purely beneficial for me!"

"Of course, teammates are not just me; there are two others as well!"

He Ping Sheng did not refuse outright, but he did not immediately agree either, instead looking at Wei Zhiyi and asking: "Wei Daoist, is this……the Yin-Yang Divine Pattern?"

He Ping Sheng observed his divine pattern, half black and half white, with flowing radiance and profound mysteries, and thus guessed as such.

Wei Zhiyi shook his head and said: "No……I cultivate the Dao of Chess!"

"This is the Chess Dao Divine Pattern!"

He Ping Sheng looked astonished: "Chess Dao Divine Pattern?"

"Yes!" Wei Zhiyi said: "The Dao of Chess, black and white as pieces, hehehe, so my brow's divine pattern shows black and white!"