Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

This beast is the best spiritual beast for cultivators of the [Heavenly Dream Path]. It enjoys sweet dreams and the lively atmosphere of the human world, so it often manifests a prosperous illusion in its place of residence.

All the treasures and valuables are hidden in this illusionary realm. If someone accidentally enters, they can obtain the treasures through their own abilities, hence its nickname—the "Dream Treasure Bowl."

Because the Mirage Beast loves to eat beautiful dreams, people who dream are often dominated by nightmares. Sometimes it will even eat your beautiful dreams when it is not hungry. Its mischievous and naughty nature is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

The one in Ping Sui Dao Jun's hand looked rather listless, as if it had eaten something bad.

"What happened to it?"

"It ate something unclean and should be in the underground desolate vein. I'm going to take this little beast back to Immortal Lord Da Meng."

"what ever."

Jinmu Yuanjun was initially somewhat tempted by the little beast, but upon hearing Ping Sui Daojun say that it was to be offered to Dameng Xianjun, she abandoned the idea.

"Go down and have a look."

The thirteen people once again burrowed underground, and in an instant arrived at the edge of the desolate vein at the bottom of the Burial Valley. This was the root of the "Wild Wilderness Belt," a place devoid of spiritual energy, whose powerful absorption capacity could drain the spiritual energy of all things.

The soil is turning to sand, the air is polluted, and even the light of the sun, moon, and stars is being swallowed up, like a gluttonous beast that eats everything.

The desolate vein is entirely grayish-white, lacks the classification of spiritual veins, and cannot be destroyed. At first glance, it looks like white bones buried underground, and its size is enormous.

A pale white mist still lingered around them.

"The Mirage Beast got an upset stomach after eating this mist. According to it, it has lived here for over a thousand years and only discovered this mist a few days ago."

"strangeness."

"Why does it feel like they were deliberately waiting for us to arrive?"

"Indeed, this is too much of a coincidence."

"Gu Qing?"

Gu Zhixuan gently called out to Gu Qing, bringing him back to his senses. He had been looking at the true form of the Desolate Vein and felt that it was somewhat familiar.

"Third Ancestor, don't you think this desolate vein looks familiar?"

"look familiar?"

Gu Zhixuan was completely bewildered. When he approached and touched the desolate vein, his magical power immediately began to drain away. A familiar yet strange feeling overwhelmed him, and he almost jumped away.

"The power of time!"

"How can it be?!!"

The commotion caused by the two of them alerted the others. Gu Zhixuan recalled how he was entangled by the power of time before he met Gu Qing. At that time, he was about to die of old age, and the power of time that was entangled with him was actually not much.

The desolate vein before us is almost a solidified shell formed by the power of time, and what is inside is absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the outside world.

His explanation only made the crowd more confused.

"The Desolate Vein has long existed in the Cangwu cultivation world, but I have never heard of a shell formed by the power of time. Could this be the method of a demon immortal?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Demon immortals aren't proficient in the laws of time. Even a fourth-rank immortal lord would find it difficult to achieve this level of power over time."

"Besides—what does the Desolate Vein have to do with the Ascension Passage?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Gu Qing thought for a moment and suggested a possibility.

"Do you think it's possible that the demon immortals didn't tamper with the ascension passage at all, and the reason no new ascendants have appeared in three thousand years is purely because of humans—"

"Cough cough!"

There were still two words left unsaid, so Gu Zhixuan quickly pulled Gu Qing back and said with an embarrassed smile.

"Children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled..."

"Gu Sansui, don't talk nonsense."

Gu Zhixuan spoke these words very softly, but who were all present? Fifth-rank Dao Lords! Peak experts of Cangwu, how could they not hear them?
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but chuckle, and Pei Tianyi even burst into laughter.

"Gu Qing, you're very confident, but you certainly have the ability to back it up." Gu Qing was exasperated and shook off Gu Zhixuan's hand.

"What I mean is that demon immortals have no ability to tamper with the ascension rules of the True Immortal Realm. Looking across the three thousand realms of Guixu, there has always been only one thing that can prevent cultivators from ascending."

"—The Way of Heaven!"

"No matter how strong a demon immortal is, he is only a fourth-grade cultivator who has survived the Heavenly Jealousy Tribulation. He doesn't have that ability."

"But the Desolate Vein is extremely mysterious. Perhaps he tampered with the Desolate Vein, which affected the ascension mechanism and caused problems. That's why we can't see any clues from the passage."

This statement prompted deep reflection among the audience, and indeed it contains some truth.

"The desolate veins of the Wilderness existed before the rise of the human race, and the ancient demon court should have explored them."

“Going further back, the Supreme Dragon Court may also have relevant information.”

"The era before the Heavenly Dao slays the dragon is now completely unrecorded, a lost piece of ancient history."

"By the way, what are the opportunities that allow demon immortals to become famous?"

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, offering many directions for further exploration, making the trip to Burial Valley quite worthwhile.

After much discussion, it was still the Golden Mother Goddess who made the final decision.

"Since Fellow Daoist Gu believes this is a phenomenon of the condensation and solidification of the power of time, let's follow this desolate vein, trace its origins, and see if all desolate veins have undergone this change."

"Alright."

"Then let's go."

What followed was a tedious journey, and several days later, as the group continued along the desolate path, they suddenly felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had fallen into a deathly silence.

"We've already entered the wilderness zone."

“Look at this desolate vein, the mist that used to emanate from it is gone, and the fluctuations of the power of time have also disappeared.”

The Cangwu cultivation world is divided into twelve regions, with vast stretches of wild wilderness at the edges, which also serve as natural dividing lines.

In this type of area, the underground is the desolate main vein, and only a branch vein extends into the burial valley. The mutation stops at the connection point between the main vein and the branch vein.

If no more problems arise in the surrounding desolate branch veins, then it proves that the source is the Burial Valley, and it is almost certainly the work of the demon immortal on the eve of his ascension.

"In this way, the goal becomes much clearer."

"It's just that our human race has no cultivators who are proficient in the laws of time."

Although Gu Zhixuan mastered the forbidden divine power [Time Blade], his understanding of the laws of time was very shallow, and could only be described as having a slight dabbling, not being proficient.

Furthermore, time itself is a forbidden power, and the Heavenly Dao of Cangwu does not allow individuals to wield such power.

Humans don't have it, nor do demons or dragons.

In the ancient era of the Demon Court, there was a type of demon race that possessed the innate power to control time, known as the "Spring and Autumn Cicada."

Unfortunately, they perished too early, and the clan became extinct before producing any noteworthy experts. It is said that they were punished by the heavens.

The Golden Mother Primordial Sovereign attempted to use the power of devouring to eliminate the power of time on the desolate branch, but failed.

Even after switching to their most proficient Yin-Yang principles of attrition, they still achieved nothing, and everyone understood the situation.

The journey to Burial Valley ends here.

It wasn't a complete loss; at least we gained quite a few new clues.

"Fellow Daoists of Kunlun Mountain, the demon race is entrusted to you to investigate the ancient records of the desolate veins."

"The other immortal sects sought ancient texts of the desolate veins from the dragon clans of the four seas."

"Let's meet again at Kunlun Mountain in three years."

"Okay." (End of Chapter)