A daily divination, from family tortoise shells to immortal clans.

With this thought in mind, Chen Qingmo quickly headed towards the entrance.

When he arrived, he found Jiang Ting and Shui Wennan there.

Upon seeing him arrive, the two nodded in unison.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, have you encountered a room you can't enter?"

It was Jiang Ting who spoke.

He and Shui Wennan had already exchanged messages, and their situations were largely the same.

"Indeed, do you two fellow cultivators have any ideas about joining forces?"

Chen Qingmo explained his purpose for coming.

Who knows what we'll encounter if we venture deeper?

It is also possible that the three will reunite.

But at this moment they all appeared at the entrance, intending to defeat the guards.

"The three of us are of the same mind, so let's discuss whose side to go to first."

"As for the treasures within, they still belong to the people who were originally in that direction. What do you two think?"

Shui Wennan offered his advice at this time.

There are so many treasures here, there's really no need to fight over them.

Moreover, these things are certainly not the most important, so there's no need to make a big fuss about them.

Chen Qingmo and Jiang Ting agreed.

The three then headed to the road where Chen Qingmo was.

They arrived outside the room guarded by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"I'll lead the attack, and the two of you can support me from the sidelines."

Jiang Ting knew that the two people beside him couldn't withstand the attack of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

Having said that, he barged straight in.

Chen Qingmo and his companion immediately followed.

Upon entering, the three found themselves on a huge stone platform.

Unlike the other rooms, this one has a fighting area.

The stone figurine in front of the stone platform, exuding the aura of foundation building, awakens.

His eyes shone with golden light as he wielded a battle axe and slashed at the three men.

Jiang Ting held a plain white feather fan in her hand.

The ultimate magical artifact, the Thousand Snow Fan!

With a wave of the fan, large snowflakes fell, bringing a chill to the spacious room.

The stone figures slowed down even further, and ice formed at their joints.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shui Wennan unleashed the Surging Waves Sword Technique, applying another layer of slowing effect.

"Waterway Friendly Sword Technique!"

Jiang Ting sighed in admiration, and the Thousand Snow Fan in his hand changed its moves.

The once soft snowflakes hardened instantly, turning into sharp blades.

The sharp blade shot out and adhered to the stone figure.

Chen Qingmo was not idle either; he wielded the Xuanqiu Sword and unleashed sword energy.

Although it did not cause much damage to the stone figure, it made him retreat repeatedly.

The three worked together seamlessly, demonstrating remarkable skill.

However, half an hour later, the stone statue's aura rose, reaching the level of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

This time, the three of them could no longer withstand his attack.

They were defeated in just over ten breaths.

Jiang Ting looked defeated, somewhat incredulous.

"Why is its power increasing? Does this mean it's impossible to obtain the treasure at all?"

The three then stepped off the stone platform, intending to leave.

At that moment, the stone figurines in the room disappeared, and a scroll appeared above the stone platform.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qingmo immediately stepped forward and put it away.

He didn't want to open the investigation at this time. Jiang Ting and Shui Wennan were still there, and if it involved any secrets, it would inevitably attract covetousness.

Jiang Ting and Shui Wennan didn't say anything either; the three of them had already agreed that they wouldn't break the contract.

Moreover, the rooms on the left and in the central passage haven't been opened yet, so they still need Chen Qingmo's help.

The three withdrew from the right-hand passage and headed in two other directions.

One day later, inside the central passageway.

"Fellow Daoists, it seems that we can only choose one room from the ones guarded by Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Jiang Ting looked at Chen Qingmo and Shui Wennan with some regret.

After each of them obtained a scroll, they intended to try defeating another guard in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.

They discovered a pattern: once a guard in the early stages of Foundation Establishment is defeated, their strength will increase to the middle stages of Foundation Establishment.

If all three passages are like this, then the defenses of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator should be upgraded again after being defeated.

But they don't have that power. If more people could enter, they could give it a try.

"It seems that the palace has rules. The three of us can only take one scroll. Even if I give the scroll to you two, it won't work."

Jiang Ting sighed, somewhat regretfully.

"Fellow Daoist Shui, Fellow Daoist Chen, farewell for now, I must continue exploring the palace."

Upon hearing this, the three bowed and took their leave.

Chen Qingmo returned to the right-hand passage, not in a hurry to go deeper.

Instead, he took out the scroll and examined it.

The scroll didn't contain any martial arts techniques or anything like that, but rather some news from inside the palace.

What Chen Qingmo cared about most was a legacy.

As mentioned above, this is a spiritual cultivation technique, and to obtain its inheritance, one must go to the deepest part of the palace.

Chen Qingmo was somewhat worried. If Jiang Ting and Shui Wennan also had this message in their scrolls, then the three of them would inevitably fight over it.

"Hopefully, the news from the three scrolls will be different."

He muttered something to himself as he strolled along the road.

The spiritual sense technique is of great use to him; if the family's body cultivators want to cultivate the body-tempering method, their spiritual sense must be strong.

With this technique, the ferocity of ordinary demonic beast blood will no longer be a problem.

Moreover, if Chen Weilan wants to make a breakthrough in body tempering techniques, the initial blood bathing step is indispensable.

This is also a drawback of the barbarian body-forging method, unless someone can improve it.

However, Chen Qingmo had no hope for this, since even the three sects did not have a cultivator capable of such a feat.

It was midnight outside.

The divination result has been updated.

[Today's Divination - Auspicious]: You will obtain an opportunity within the Sanyuan Hall.

Ok?

Chen Qingmo frowned; it was that same divination result again.

During the few days inside the palace, the tortoise shells only gave this divination, which was much more obscure than before.

It should be noted that when his cultivation level was lower, the explanation in the divination text was quite clear.

"Every day is an opportunity, and isn't the Sanyuan Hall full of opportunities too!"

Chen Qingmo muttered a helpless complaint.

But he had no time to think about it, because a golden door appeared in front of him.

Chen Qingmo thought the door was similar to the palace door and wanted to go straight through it.

When he touched it with his palm, he could really feel a cool texture.

"This is a real door!"

Previously, all the doors to the rooms were useless.

Even the room where the foundation stone figurines were located was like this.

But the stone statue will not awaken unless it steps onto the stone platform.

The appearance of a real gateway left Chen Qingmo somewhat at a loss.

He then took out the stone tablet, attempting to use it to open the Golden Gate.

I tried for a long time, but there was no response at all.

Chen Qingmo took out the scroll, hoping to find clues on it.

The moment he opened the scroll, a ray of light flew out and merged into the Golden Gate.

The tightly closed door slowly opened, revealing the road behind it.

"So that's where the scroll comes in handy. If I hadn't gotten this, I would have been stuck here."

Chen Qingmo felt somewhat fortunate.

He stepped across the Golden Gate and heard a "bang".

Kinmen was closed, blocking the road once again.

"Can Jiang Ting and Shui Wennan reach me via their scrolls?"

Chen Qingmo had some questions in his mind, but he couldn't get answers.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ting and Shui Wennan, who were in the other two directions, also encountered tightly closed doors.

Like Chen Qingmo, they tried many methods and finally entered through the roller.

The three, each with their own distinct emotions, ventured deeper into the palace.

After walking for an hour, Chen Qingmo arrived at a spacious square.

He couldn't help but take a step back, because what came into view was a row of people.

These figures, though different in appearance, wore the same clothes and appeared to be disciples of the same sect.

He then relaxed, and the figure appeared and disappeared intermittently, not a real cultivator.

"Could this place have once been a sect?"

"And these were all disciples of the sect, who perished along with the Three Yuan Forbidden Land."

"But why are there still afterimages left?"

A series of questions arose in Chen Qingmo's mind.

But there was no one here who could answer his questions.

At that moment, the figure at the very front suddenly stood up.

He stepped forward, and a loud voice rang out.