There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 182 A Million-Year Scheme Becomes a Wedding Dress

After a burst of colorful light and shadow, Chen Qing stepped back onto solid ground.

Black mist churned all around, and the unique, cold, and decaying aura of the ruins assaulted the senses.

He closed his eyes slightly, sensing the changes within his body.

A surge of almost inexhaustible spiritual energy was continuously flowing out from the solidified portal in the depths of the heart, cleansing every part of the body.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, which condensed and did not dissipate, containing a hidden spiritual light.

"Using ten thousand cultivators as fuel, a false 'Gate of Mysterious Female' can be forged to steal spiritual energy from other worlds. In this world of declining Dharma, it is enough to drive any cultivator mad. Even in the era of immortal dynasties, it would be extremely precious!"

Even though Chen Qing had a significant conflict with the Taiyi Dao Palace, he couldn't help but be amazed by this.

Thinking this, he had a slight thought, and his divine sense spread out like mercury, instantly creating a deep resonance with the twin ruins array.

Previously, he was forcibly teleported to that strange Ten Thousand Doors Wall. Although he was in great danger, he also benefited from the misfortune. Relying on the position of the "Mother Gate" in his heart, he reversed control of most of the restrictions in this place.

"That Ten Thousand Doors Wall should be the core hub that Taiyi Dao Palace has set up in various ruins. Once a qualified spiritual cultivator triggers the conditions, he will be guided there and turned into firewood on the wall. That will avatar initially only wanted to suppress me and seize my body as a furnace, but in the end he had no choice but to be transferred."

This experience, a near-death experience, was incredibly informative.

"The grand plan of Taiyi Dao Palace is clear, but my inner gate has become more solid because it has absorbed the spiritual energy of many sub-gates. Perhaps we still need to plan it further." Chen Qing's eyes were deep. "This inner gate seems to have a high position and temporarily holds the initiative, but it is hard to say that it is not just paving the way for the real mother gate in the dark. I always feel that there is something missing in my gate, which needs to be further verified and understood."

The imprint of the celestial dynasty from tens of thousands of years ago has manifested in this world, and is naturally revered as supreme.

But what if we went back to the era of the Immortal Dynasty?
intelligence!

The most crucial issue is the lack of intelligence!
We need to find a way to get more intelligence!

“The Remnant Scroll Pavilion…” He recalled the strange looks on Liu Shuang’er’s and Yan Ruoshuang’s faces when they mentioned this name. “We must go down to this place again! We must not only check whether the Taiyin Sect’s stone tablet has changed, but also explore the true origins of the Spirit Gate’s methods and the Taiyi Dao Palace!”

Just then, the portal in his heart trembled slightly. Through the sensing of the ruins array, Chen Qing scanned most of the ruins but did not find any trace of Liu Shuang'er and the others.

"The altar is destroyed, most of the constraints are gone, and the sword energy that called for help was successfully released. They have indeed escaped. However, there are still some loose ends to be dealt with in this formation."

Without further delay, Chen Qing moved swiftly, like a gentle breeze, causing the surrounding ruins and chaotic restrictions to part and clear a path. He took a few steps and passed through the many obstacles, revealing a bright and clear view before him.

at the same time.

In another side hall of the Twin Ruins, which leans towards the Demonic Sect.

The three sides were locked in a standoff, exuding a chilling aura of menace!
"Hand over that demonic stone! Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding our camaraderie!" The young man in the brocade robe, his clothes torn and his face pale, shouted at the cloaked demonic cultivator. He had no followers left, clearly having suffered heavy losses. At this point, he had no heart for fighting and only wanted to grab the item and escape as quickly as possible.

Opposite him, the cloaked demonic cultivator let out a hoarse laugh like an owl: "Hehehe! This item is destined for the Ancestor, containing clues to the Demon Ancestor's Qi Talisman. How could you just take it as you please?"

His body was surging with demonic energy, and he looked ready to fight at any moment, showing no intention of giving an inch.

"You heretics, how dare you covet the relics of the Demon Ancestor and wreak havoc on the world!" The burly man carrying the sword box spoke with a booming voice as he stood between the two men. The sword box hummed, and his chilling sword intent locked onto the demonic cultivator. "This item should be collected and sealed by my Zhenyue Sword to prevent it from causing harm to the world!"

The three were drawn together by their energies, ready to erupt at any moment!
In the shadows, a faint shadow lingered along the broken wall, emitting a silent, sinister laugh: "Fight! Fight! When your energy and spirit are exhausted, that will be the time for me to be reborn in another body! I have been severely injured by that junior, leaving only a remnant soul, and even my seven emotions and six desires are no longer complete. But as long as I can obtain a vessel and leave this place, with my knowledge and resources, I can quickly rebuild my strength. With the power of devouring demons, I can soon recover my cultivation and then seek revenge on that junior!"

Upon realizing this, murderous intent surged and resentment arose within the shadow of the remnant soul, and its aura rapidly increased!
In the distance, the three people in the standoff had already made their moves!
"The opportunity has come!"

The moment the shadow was about to pounce!

"Buzz!"

A tremendous force suddenly descended!
Like an ancient divine mountain pressing down, or like a vast sea of ​​stars collapsing!

The young man in the brocade robe let out a muffled groan, the spiritual light around him dimmed instantly, and he staggered backward!

The swirling demonic energy around the cloaked demon cultivator was as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, suddenly compressed back into his body, leaving him frozen in place as if suffocating!
The sword case on the back of the cold, burly man let out a mournful cry. The soaring sword intent that had just risen was forcibly suppressed, causing his face to flush red and his bones to crack and pop. He couldn't even move a finger!
The lurking shadow let out a shrill scream, like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun. In the blink of an eye, it was forced out of its hiding state and transformed into a twisted and blurry human figure, which was then firmly imprisoned in mid-air!
Chen Qing appeared silently in the arena, his green robes fluttering, his expression calm, and he effortlessly suppressed the three attackers.

"Who are you?!"

"Fellow Daoist! You have quite the skill!"

"Who are you? State your name!"

He didn't even glance at the three people locked in a stalemate. His gaze fell on the frozen shadowy remnant soul, and he stretched out his right hand with his five fingers slightly spread.

Do you think I haven't noticed your wretched, dying soul?

Chen Qing channeled his inner energy into an invisible cage, sealing and compressing the screaming, struggling shadow, which ultimately transformed into a faint yet solid point of light that fell into his palm.

“The path of ghost cultivators is best at concealing themselves and preserving their lives. How could they easily perish in both body and soul? That’s perfect. I never intended for you to completely vanish like this.” He opened his palm, looking at the struggling, fading light. “There are many things you still need to explain.”

The remnant soul emitted intense terror, yet it was utterly unable to break free from its confinement.

The three people standing to the side were already dumbfounded, their bodies turning ice-cold. Now, how could they not realize that while they were confronting and fighting, they had no idea there was a wolf lurking nearby!
They knew perfectly well what would happen if the remnant soul were to make a move.

The thought that their bodies might be stolen and all their past achievements would be used to benefit someone else caused the three of them to forget their previous arguments, and their expressions changed constantly.

The young man in the brocade robe was the first to regain his senses. His face still showed lingering fear, but he forced a smile and cupped his hands in thanks to Chen Qing: "Thank you for your help, senior, in resolving this crisis! I am Zhao Fan of the Zhao family of Nan Yan Continent. I will remember your kindness today. If you ever have the opportunity to visit Nan Yan in the future, the Zhao family will certainly welcome you with open arms and repay this debt of gratitude!"

The cloaked demonic cultivator was much more silent. He seemed to have been completely shattered by the thunderous attack just now. Hearing Zhao Fan's words, he sneered and said, "With the little stuff your Zhao family has, I'm afraid it won't even catch their eye." Even so, he still bowed slightly to Chen Qing, his posture stiff but filled with awe.

Chen Qing's gaze fell on the demonic cultivator, and he asked, "Is what you obtained related to the Demon Ancestor's Qi Talisman?"

The demonic cultivator's face paled, feeling his demonic energy frozen by this will. He secretly lamented his misery, but dared not conceal anything, and hurriedly said, "Senior's insight is truly remarkable!"

Then he took out a jet-black raw stone and offered it to me.

The stone's surface is shrouded in dark, demonic patterns, with a faint flow of blood-red light. It shares the same origin as the demonic aura within these twin ruins, but is even more refined and ancient.

Chen Qing grabbed it and held it in his hand. The magic-patterned stone was icy cold to the touch and felt as if something alive was wriggling inside.

He examined it for a moment, then looked at the demonic cultivator: "Since you were able to find this thing, tell me, what is its origin?"

The demonic cultivator dared not conceal anything and blurted out, "Senior, you are wise! This stone points to an ancient demonic sect ruin! Legend has it that at the end of the Immortal Dynasty, someone unearthed a 'Primordial Demon Blood Qi Talisman' formed innately, from which the current Path of Demonic Ancestor Qi Talisman evolved! These demonic pattern stones were all obtained from the outer perimeter of that ruin, and the markings on them indicate the location of the ruin. However... the core area has long been looted, and now only ruins remain, so going there would be futile."

"In vain?" Chen Qing's heart stirred slightly.

This might be true for people in this world, but for him, the clue of the "Ancestral Demon Blood Qi Talisman" might still be useful.

With this thought in mind, he threw the magic stone back to the demonic cultivator.

The demonic cultivator caught it hastily, his face showing astonishment.

"Record everything you know, big or small, about the details of the ruins and the rumors about the Ancestral Demon Blood Qi Talisman in the jade slip." Chen Qing didn't hide anything.

The demonic cultivator was overjoyed, as if granted a pardon. He hurriedly took out a blank jade slip, placed it on his forehead, concentrated on writing, and after a moment, respectfully presented it.

Chen Qing took it, scanned it with his divine sense, and a massive amount of information flooded into his mind.

The location of the ruins, the remaining outer restrictions, the fragments of information from explorers throughout the ages, and the various legends surrounding the innate "Ancestral Demon Blood Qi Talisman"...

It even mentions that the depths of the ruins are connected to an ancient realm, but this cannot be verified.

"Demon Calamity... Ancestral Demon... Ruins..."

A glint of light flashed in Chen Qing's eyes, and many clues gradually came together.

As the two were talking, the burly man carrying the sword box took a deep breath.

He suppressed his surging blood and qi, clasped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "The Sword of Suppressing Mountains, Yue Qing. Thank you for your righteous act of suppressing that possessing evil spirit and averting a disaster. I owe you my life! If you have any needs, just say the word, and I, Yue Qing, will go through fire and water without hesitation! However, these remnants of the demonic path often tempt people's minds and are by no means benevolent!"

"Hmm, you're right," Chen Qing replied, without saying anything more, and turned to leave amidst the surprised gazes of the three.

Zhao Fan awkwardly lowered his hand, a hint of disappointment and apprehension flashing in his eyes.

The demonic cultivator glanced warily at the two people beside him, especially Zhenyue Sword and Yue Qing, whose demonic energy stirred slightly, as if they were ready to flee at any moment.

Yue Qing said no more, silently keeping the kindness in his heart. He then looked at the two people beside him, especially the cloaked figure with the sinister aura of demons. His brows furrowed slightly, and his hand unconsciously went to the sword box. The atmosphere suddenly became tense again.

“This place is not safe to stay any longer,” Yue Qing said in a deep voice, breaking the brief silence. “The commotion just now was too great, and I fear there may be further complications. You two should take care of yourselves.”

Having said that, he transformed into a sharp sword light, chose a path to retreat, and quickly disappeared into the dark tunnel.

"So even the Zhenyue Sword, which hates evil like poison, has quite a few schemes up its sleeve!"

Seeing this, Zhao Fan discerned something amiss and cupped his hands in greeting to the demonic cultivator, saying, "I shall also take my leave now." Before he finished speaking, he activated his movement technique, transforming into a streak of light and hastily departing, looking rather disheveled.

The cloaked demon cultivator stood alone, silently feeling the cold touch of the demonic stone in his palm. He then looked towards the darkness where Chen Qing had disappeared, and finally, his figure flickered and vanished without a trace.

Silence fell all around.

Snapped!
suddenly!

A soft sound was heard.

A figure the size of a palm emerged from the shadows.

"There really is a living successor of the false sect! Then, according to the agreement, I shall hand over the 'Taiyi Primordial Qi' that has been nurtured for ten thousand years to help this person distinguish truth from falsehood, transform the fake into the real, complete the original plan, and make Taiyi Dao Palace great again!"

(End of this chapter)