The Heaven-shattering: Starting from the Ancient Times

Chapter 549 The Aborted Jar Project

The hall was completely silent; no one uttered a sound.

Instead, he stared at the jar in front of him, lost in thought.

To them, the jar was a blank slate.

Once they reach the level of Immortal Emperor, they can trace the origins of all people and things.

But when they looked at the jar, they saw nothing.

All that could be seen was emptiness.

This is nothingness in the truest sense.

However, the material of this jar appears to be stone.

This is a stone jar.

Moreover, the stone jar, which looks very much like a tripod, is quite strange.

Ding, jar.

The characteristics of these two tools are integrated into one.

It is an extremely unusual-looking artifact.

Looking at the jar in front of him, Chen Zhao naturally knew its origin.

This stone jar was carved out by Chen Dong countless ages ago.

Similar in origin to this jar is the Three Generations Bronze Coffin.

These were all artifacts that Chen Dong buried himself with.

Later, Chen Dong fell ill and cremated himself, his ashes being placed in this jar.

The jar was then placed into the bronze coffin of the Three Generations, and everything was buried on the plateau.

The plateau collapsed behind it, and the bronze coffin was exposed on the surface.

As the landscape changed dramatically, the coffin lid opened, and the ashes from the stone jar spilled out.

After countless years, outsiders ventured into the plateau.

They rode the coffin into the plateau, replacing the original bronze coffin of the three generations, and buried themselves on the plateau.

Even hiding in the coffin he brought was to no avail; he was corroded by the ashes on the plateau and underwent a bizarre transformation.

During the transformation, these people went mad and shattered Chen Dong's lotus flower.

All the utensils Chen Dongsheng had used in that small courtyard flew down towards the myriad worlds.
These creatures, initially stained with ashes, became the progenitors of the bizarre race.

As for the previous incarnation of the eerie progenitor, he died on the very day he came into contact with the primordial matter, corrupted by the eerie power.

Then, a strange new spirit was born from the corpse and took over the already ominous body.

"You wicked man, where did you get this jar?"

"I sense a strange, ominous aura emanating from this jar."

"The Primordial Immortal Emperor asked, his tone full of apprehension."

He was wary of the jar.

The scent of this jar seems strangely familiar.

This made the Primordial Immortal Emperor think that he might have come into contact with something similar at some point.

Just then, the Primordial Immortal Emperor suddenly realized something, and a familiar spiritual light flickered in his mind.

I immediately guessed where the jar came from.

"This jar, could it also belong to that person?" The Primordial Immortal Emperor spoke with great apprehension.

It was because he dug up that person's coffin that ominous signs spread, causing him to struggle for countless years on the other side of the border sea.

Unexpectedly, I've encountered something resembling a coffin again.

What exactly is this thing?

The Primordial Immortal Emperor couldn't help but feel curious, pondering the origin of this jar.

It resembles a cauldron but is not a cauldron, it resembles a furnace but is not a furnace; it is actually a jar.

Even Ye Fan sensed a familiar aura.

Ordinary people cannot sense it, but for someone like him who has been in contact with the bronze coffin for a long time, it is very sensitive.

These jars must be similar to the bronze coffins; they are all similar creations.

Or rather, the same person created both the stone jar and the bronze jar.

"It belongs to that person who has attained the highest level of sacrificial arts!" said the Primordial Immortal Emperor. "This jar, like the coffin, is a relic left behind by that person who has attained the highest level of sacrificial arts."

If this jar really is something that person left behind,

This explains why the jar is so peculiar, and why even they cannot trace its origin.

"Yes, my guess is the same as yours, fellow Daoist. I believe this jar is also a relic of that person who attained the Dao of Sacrifice," said the Desolate Heaven Emperor.

"On the sacrificial path." Ye Fan fell into deep thought.

He had only just entered the realm of Immortal Emperor and knew nothing about the mysterious and secretive highlands.

"Reaching the pinnacle of the Immortal Emperor realm, the ultimate sublimation is called the Sacrifice of the Dao."

"As for the realm above the Sacrifice Path, we don't know what it is. We only know that this realm surpasses the Sacrifice Path realm and completely transcends it," the Desolate Heaven Emperor explained.

"Based on the existing clues, it all points to the fact that the strange race originated from the spirit on the sacrificial path after its death."

The voice of the Desolate Emperor echoed in the hall, as if carrying the weight of countless ages.

"The ashes of that being above the sacrificial path were scattered across the plateau after his death, polluting the entire land and causing the creatures that later entered to mutate, eventually evolving into the eerie progenitor."

“And this stone jar…” He gazed intently at the object before him, his eyes deep, “is probably something he left behind during his lifetime, and may even hold a secret deeper than the Three Generations Bronze Coffin.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan frowned slightly: "If that's really the case, then wouldn't this stone jar also be tainted with misfortune?"

The Primordial Immortal Emperor snorted coldly: "It's more than just ominous. Every single one of that person's relics contains unimaginable power. The slightest carelessness could lead to a great disaster!"

He still feels lingering fear. Back then, when he dug up the bronze coffin, he was almost corrupted by the ominous force. If he hadn't been powerful enough, he probably would have become one of the strange progenitors long ago.

Chen Zhao remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "This stone jar is indeed of the same origin as the Three Generations Bronze Coffin."

"Oh?" The Desolate Emperor's gaze sharpened. "What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist?"

Chen Zhao reached out and gently stroked the surface of the stone jar, his fingertips tracing the rough stone texture, and whispered, "It used to be a jar for ashes, containing the ashes of that being."

"Perhaps it is closer to the true nature of that being than the bronze coffin."

These words fell silent once again in the hall.

Everyone was startled, and their gazes involuntarily refocused on the seemingly ordinary stone jar.

The jar is simple and unadorned, yet it seems to contain some indescribable power; simply gazing at it can make one feel a strange sense of oppression.

"A jar that once held ashes..." Ye Fan murmured to himself, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He had come into contact with bronze coffins before.

Now, facing this stone jar, I feel a strange sense of familiarity.

This is the faint, familiar aura emanating from something of the same origin.

After a moment of contemplation, the Desolate Emperor suddenly spoke: "Fellow Daoist Chen, since you know the origin of this stone jar, do you also know why it appeared here?"

Chen Zhao shook his head slightly and said, "Like the bronze coffin, the stone jar was scattered throughout the worlds after that being's fall, and no one could truly control it. Its appearance in the world today may be... a result of some kind of causal attraction."

The Primordial Immortal Emperor snorted coldly, his gaze sharp: "Cause and effect? ​​Hmph, I don't think it's a good thing! Every single one of that person's belongings carries an ominous aura. The sudden appearance of this stone jar probably foreshadows some great calamity that is about to befall us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy.

The Desolate Emperor remained calm, but a profound glint flashed in his eyes: "If that is truly the case, we must be even more cautious." He reached out and gently touched the stone jar. The moment his fingertips touched it, he felt a cool and ancient aura, as if it had traversed endless years and reached the depths of his soul.

In an instant, a blurry image appeared before the Desolate Emperor's eyes—

A vast, desolate plateau, shrouded in gray mist, lay a bronze coffin, its lid half-open, ashes scattered about.

And deep within that plateau, a vague, ominous figure seemed to be silently watching everything.

"Fellow Daoist, where did you get this jar?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.

This jar was quite extraordinary in its past life.

Besides carrying ashes, it is also the core of the Seed Project.

Seed Project.

The two Heavenly Emperors used their extraordinary wisdom to devise a plan.

The ultimate goal of the Seed Project is to reach the plateau, break through it, and completely quell the unrest.

At the heart of the Seed Project, the two Heavenly Emperors, Ara and Ye, transformed into two seeds, lying dormant in a jar, waiting for the opportune moment to enter the plateau.

As for Ara and Hazuha's clones, they are fighting against the strange progenitor in the outside world.

During the great battle between Chu and the Mysterious Immortal Emperor, the Mysterious Ancestor attacked Chu, and the stone jar in his hand flew away.

The eerie progenitor personally took the stone jar and the seeds inside.

They then retrieved the jar and took it back to the eerie plateau.

This is the Seed Project, which resounds throughout the heavens and myriad worlds.

It transformed into a seed and lay dormant in a jar for many years, waiting for the opportunity to enter the plateau.

Even Chu Feng thought the two Heavenly Emperors were a trap.

As for the Seed Project, it also earned Ara and Kazuha the titles of "Sleeping Dragon" and "Young Phoenix" in the trilogy.

Drinking animal milk makes them stupid, and they falsify their academic credentials.

Later generations even passed down the saying that one could trust the Heavenly Emperor's fighting prowess, but not his.
Ye Fan looked at the jar, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"This jar once contained that person's ashes, and it shares the same origin as the eerie power. If we hide inside the jar, could we enter the plateau and quell the darkness from within?"

Hearing Ye Fan say that, Chen Zhao shook his head, somewhat helpless.

Unexpectedly, the Seed Project, born of such extraordinary wisdom, has finally come to fruition.

The Desolate Emperor shook his head and said, "At first, when I got this jar, that was also my idea, but later I gave up on the plan."

“Because the plateau is alive,” the Desolate Emperor sighed.

It was for this reason that he believed the so-called seed project had no chance of being realized.

Hidden in the stone jar, waiting for an opportunity, they infiltrated the plateau, broke through the strange tribe from within, and destroyed the plateau.

This plan sounds reasonable and well-founded.

In reality, the plateau is a living place. If someone were to actually sneak into the plateau, it would truly be like a lamb entering a tiger's den, with no chance of return.

"Is the plateau alive?" Ye Fan frowned.

He immediately realized that the earth-shattering plan he had just conceived in that instant was completely impossible to realize.

Everything becomes useless when you're alive on the plateau.

"If it weren't for this reason, we would have already stormed the plateau, and wouldn't have waited until now," the Desolate Emperor said, shaking his head.

After hearing what the Desolate Emperor said, Ye Fan nodded and said, "I see. It seems that entering the plateau is not advisable."

"I once ventured into the plateau, but it was a trap set by the monstrous progenitor," the Pollen Empress sighed.

What's the use of actually entering the plateau? She thought the same thing back then: if she could carve through the plateau, the monsters would lose their ability to revive.

Then it won't be so difficult to quell the unrest.

"It seems it really won't work," Ye Fan chuckled. "It seems I was just being presumptuous."

"If the plateau weren't alive, implementing this plan would still be feasible," the Desolate Emperor said, shaking his head.

Unfortunately, that strange plateau was far too strange, possessing a quality beyond that of the sacrificial path.

"And this jar?" Ye Fan asked thoughtfully.

This jar is not simple; figuring out how to deal with it has become the current issue.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, everyone present fell into deep thought.

The plan to remain hidden in the jar and venture into the plateau is not advisable.

Right now, what they're thinking about is what role this jar can play in pacifying the strange tribes.

"This jar doesn't belong to us. I have a vague feeling that this jar belongs to a fellow traveler from a future generation," the Desolate Emperor said after a moment of silence.

When he received the jar, he vaguely saw a glimpse of the future.

In that future era, some people rose to prominence with the help of this jar, becoming their peers.

"I also have a premonition that someone will appear in the future who will have a great causal relationship with me."

"My backup plan will also have some connection with it."

The Pollen Queen looked at the jar and said, "Perhaps this cause and effect is related to the future owner of the jar."

Chen Zhao naturally knew who the person Huang and the Pollen Empress were talking about was.

Without a doubt, it's Chu Feng.

Now that the jars have appeared, how far away is the arrival of the Jar Emperor?

“Throw the jar into the heavens,” said the Desolate Heavenly Emperor. “That person will most likely rise from the heavens.”

After hearing what Huang said, no one present objected.

Even if they had control of this jar, it wouldn't be of much use.

It's useless to eat, but a pity to throw it away.

It's better to let the jar find its "destined owner" on its own.

Chen Zhao didn't object; the jar would eventually fall into the hands of the Jar Emperor.

"Small groups of strange races are still spreading throughout the worlds. Should we stop them?"

The Great Emperor Wushi said, "If we do everything ourselves, then future generations of beings will not be able to hone their skills."

“If the strange races were to descend again, they would be hothouse flowers.”

The current celestial emperors and progenitors of the strange races are no longer appearing.

However, the other strange creatures made some movements, silently sweeping across all worlds.

“If we treat them as whetstones for all living beings, they will easily become hothouse flowers if they remain under our protection,” said the Desolate Heavenly Emperor.

After discussion, the Desolate Emperor threw the jar into the heavens.

This jar drifted through the heavens, and after a long period of drifting, it landed in the human universe.

The stone jar pierced through the void and fell into a galaxy in the human universe.

As it traversed the cosmos, strange patterns suddenly appeared on the canister's surface, and a gray mist began to swirl around it. It then adjusted its trajectory on its own and began to fall toward a certain blue planet.

"boom--"

The jar crashed deep into the Kunlun Mountains of this planet, smashing a mountain peak to pieces. After the dust settled...

The jar lay quietly on the ground, a faint gray mist swirling around its surface before finally settling back into stillness.

(End of this chapter)