"Divine Treasure?"

The Peach Blossom Lady's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Two-headed Yaksha Monarch and Immortal Wu also stared intently at the Black Flood Dragon Monarch.

The world speaks of ancient Forbidden Lands teeming with Evil Spirits, claiming they know the secrets of the universe, but it's merely an illusion—a delusion born from humanity's brief observation of the world.

This world's Heavenly Dao is chaotic, the Immortal Path severed, and almost everything is built upon ruins, moving forward amidst the ancient haze of history with the help of lost relics and Secret Realms.

Whether human or Evil Spirit, it's all the same.

The Black Flood Dragon has been cultivating far longer than them, so it's no surprise he knows more.

Seeing the look on his three subordinates' faces, the Black Flood Dragon Monarch sneered inwardly, yet his face remained expressionless as he slowly said, "I suppose you've noticed, compared to the spiritual cultivation of all living things, the history of the Divine Path is even older and more varied, but I usually categorize it into three types."

"First are the ancient Innate Deities, born from the wilderness, resembling powerful beasts, worshiped and sacrificed to with the blood and flesh of living beings. The Divine Corpse of the Qian Dynasty belongs to this category."

"Second is when the Divine Path began to follow order, likely established by unimaginable beings or forces to suppress all things in heaven and earth. At this time, any Divine Spirit could be deified in flesh, with the Divine Strange Pearl being a product of this Divine Path."

"Third are the Incense Fire Gods, mostly just Divine Souls with weak power, either barely surviving on incense and sacrifice or using the Divine Strange Pearl to perform some Divine Powers, essentially tools for us."

"As for the Divine Treasure, it's the treasures of the gods."

"Whether Innate Deities or later Divine Path practitioners, none can withstand the Great Path of time. They are either buried and worshiped by their followers or sealed due to causing chaos, invariably accompanied by ancient artifacts."

"The Underworld has plenty of such items, but they are rare in the mortal world. Now it appears next to my Water Mansion without interference from other forces, making it an opportunity."

The evil spirits like Peach Blossom Lady listened with bright eyes. The severed Immortal Path is no mere saying; no matter how unfathomable your Tao Cultivation, however deep your mana, you can't cross that hurdle.

Thus, countless beings flock to the Underworld seeking nothing but "opportunity." Some have direction; others are like blind men touching an elephant.

Deep underground, Zhang Kui naturally heard every word of the Black Flood Dragon Monarch, connecting the dots, and slowly many things became clear.

In this light, that Three-eyed Giant Corpse in the ancient Ting Mountain tomb must be another figure from the era when the Divine Path suppressed the world, and the Ji Temple Secret Realm, its establishment likely belongs to that time.

It seems this trip was worthwhile. Although the strange curse's effect is limited, if these guys gain opportunities from the Secret Realm, it could be quite troublesome.

After hearing the Black Flood Dragon Monarch, the three Old Demons couldn't hold back, and the Two-headed Yaksha Monarch immediately cupped his fists, "Great King, given this, we should go in early."

The Black Flood Dragon King didn't answer immediately but looked coldly at his subordinates, "Missing two Divine Travel Realm—is it because you touched something carelessly?"

"Those statues are problematic..."

The Peach Blossom Lady's face turned grim; of her three Divine Travel Realm Insect Women, only one remained, and with the impacted offspring, the clan built over millennia vanished in a short time.

Immortal Wu also remained silent with a somber face. Among the three major branches of the Water Mansion, his was the strongest, inevitably acting arrogantly.

But with the Ji Temple Secret Realm losing a large number of Celestial Tribulation Realm practitioners and now only three Divine Travel Realm left, even his backing brother Wu God is dead, leaving the future uncertain.

The Black Flood Dragon King sneered, "Since you've learned your lesson, remember it well, once inside, without permission, do not touch anything, or it's life and death unknown!"

"Yes, Great King."

All evil spirits quickly agreed.

The Black Flood Dragon King nodded, then looked at the temples shrouded in black mist before him, a green light gleaming in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"There are restrictions above, connected with this place. Everyone remember, do not fly in the sky or reveal your Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspect, let's go!"

The Black Flood Dragon King clearly had been to similar places before, acting quite skilled, easing the other evil spirits, who followed him onto the temple.

The Black Flood Dragon King looked around; the temple edifices were ancient, with carved beams and painted rafters all made of stone, the great doors made of rough-grained rocky sandstone, covered with a thick layer of dust.

The Black Flood Dragon King did not recklessly destroy anything but waved his hand, stirring terrifying mana as the heavy stone doors rumbled open. Inside, black mist pervaded, seemingly concealing unseen entities, eerily quiet...

Gulp!

Under the Two-headed Yaksha Monarch, a Black Fish Demon in the Divine Travel Realm, though clad in heavy armor and with a large build, sporting fangs and claws, also swallowed nervously upon seeing this, given his surroundings.

Truthfully, he didn't want to enter this ghost place at all; his Divine Travel Realm cultivation was enough to dominate anywhere else, yet here he felt anything but safe.

The Black Flood Dragon King turned, casting a cold glance,

"You, go ahead and scout."

"Ah!"

The Black Fish Demon opened his big mouth in shock.

He looked around for help, but the Two-headed Yaksha Monarch's face was devoid of expression, and the other colleagues pretended not to see, leaving him no choice but to brace himself and proceed cautiously.

As the group of evil spirits gradually disappeared within, Zhang Kui also maneuvered the Nether Soil Stone Coffin to follow, preparing to find an opportunity.

However, as he approached the Divine Temples, he was struck with surprise, alarms blaring in his heart, forcing him to halt.

Danger!

Where is it?

Zhang Kui immediately channelled his Tongyou Skill with full force, his eyes emitting Divine Light, quickly perceiving something amiss.

In the Nether Soil Stone Coffin, the underground view was pitch-black, indicating a mass of earth and rocks.

Yet beneath this Divine Temple, the void was similarly dark, giving a sense of emptiness, lacking any substance, ultimately differing.

The void...

Zhang Kui furrowed his brow; surprisingly, the entire area beneath the temple complex was a void, hundreds of meters deep, round like an egg. Such a feat was impressive, and he dared not venture inside to test it.

Helplessly, he assumed a form of black smoke on the ground, concealing himself while entering the temple slowly.

On the upside, though the black mist inside the temple was denser and somewhat viscous, with the Tongyou Skill he could see within two hundred meters, while those at the Divine Travel Realm could only see ten meters, groping in the mist.

As for the Black Flood Dragon, it probably had some Investigation Skill, but far inferior to his Tongyou Skill.

Upon entering the temple was a vast courtyard, barren, with a central ten-meter-wide circular altar made of black sandstone, upon which sat a huge Bronze Gui, carved with fanged ghostly faces.

The Black Flood Dragon King and his group had already ascended the altar, watching the Bronze Gui with interest, prompting Zhang Kui to halt.

Though the black mist hindered Divine Sense and he had used Invisibility Skill, caution was wise given the overwhelming numbers.

The Black Flood Dragon King rubbed his chin, frowning slightly,

"This thing is strange, though it feels like a common artifact, it's permeated with Yin Qi. You, go see what's inside it."

"Oh..."

The Black Fish Demon grimaced; though in the Divine Travel Realm, this place severely suppressed Divine Sense, forcing him to rely on sight.

The Bronze Gui stood three meters high, matching his height; cautiously approaching, he peered over the edge into it.

Some strange black bones...

Seasoned in battles and having seen his share of corpses and blood, the Black Fish Demon wasn't afraid and breathed a sigh of relief, turning to report:

"Great King, it's filled with just bones."

The Black Flood Dragon King nodded thoughtfully, "It seems this place worshiped a Divine Spirit, once practicing blood and flesh sacrifices."

The evil spirits lost interest immediately and continued ahead.

The Black Flood Dragon King walked among them, sensing something, squinting as he watched the Black Fish Demon leading,

"Hey, wait up."

The Black Fish Demon turned around cautiously, asking nervously.

"Great...Great King, what's the matter?"

Seeing the Black Fish Demon's somewhat panic-stricken look, a touch of doubt crossed the Black Flood Dragon Old Demon's eyes as he said in a deep voice:

"Nothing, just go, and don't touch anything."

"Yes, Great King."

The Black Fish Demon nodded, continuing to lead, the others following in confusion.

Farther back, Zhang Kui took a sharp breath.

Behind the Black Fish Demon, there had appeared a tattered and dirty shadow, clinging to his back, unnoticed by anyone...

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