Chapter 173

Zhang Yuanqing held the heavy metal disc in his palm, leading his teammates through the exhibition hall to the bronze door. He summoned the ghost bride, Bai Lan, and used his telekinesis to send the metal disc into the groove.

"Ka-cha!"

A mechanical sound echoed from within the bronze door, and it sprung open slightly, revealing a crack as thick as a thumb.

"The door is open!" Qing Zhu said with delight, then smiled wryly, "The killing副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) for Saints is often harder than S-class ones. Last year, with Fu Qingyang and the Silver Moon God General, I didn't dare participate. In the second half of the year, Yuan Shi Tianzun returned to Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe) and the evil faction also lost several peak Saints. This time, with the New Covenant County battle at the end of the year causing over half of the world's peak Saints to perish, I came with a try-my-luck mentality."

"Take a gamble, maybe I'll get lucky. But I'm not expecting that now, just hoping to get out alive."

With his combat power, he should have died in the museum. Being able to survive now is all thanks to his teammates. He's basically coasting through.

Having a teammate like Yuan Shi Tianzun is indeed awesome. If it were a killing 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) at the Extraordinary stage, he might shamelessly ask for help to get a spot.

But there are only three spots on the Ruler list. Even if the two districts merged, there would only be six. There's no way it would be his turn.

So, Qing Zhu's only wish now is to return alive.

"Buzz!"

"Even if more peak Saints die, as long as they're not all dead, it won't be your turn. Your experience points haven't reached 90%, and you don't have many high-grade items. Don't even think about it," Zhang Yuanqing said.

"We wasted too much time on the second floor. Let's go upstairs!" At this moment, the voice of the Terracotta Mask came from behind.

"Young man, please wait!"

Zhang Yuanqing turned back in surprise and said, "Huh? Aren't you only supposed to answer when asked? Why are you trying to be noticed when no one's talking to you?"

He didn't particularly like this artifact. If it weren't for it, the second floor of the exhibition hall wouldn't have been so complicated to clear.

"I don't have to answer every question. That was a lie to trick you," the Terracotta Mask responded.

That sentence is the lie, right? Zhang Yuanqing asked again.

The Terracotta Mask then gave the correct answer: "I suddenly remembered something, something about the Three Sovereigns!"

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up. He strode over and proactively asked, "What information did you remember?"

Ignoring the first false answer, Zhang Yuanqing heard the Terracotta Mask say, "Among the Three Sovereigns, only Nüwa (蜗皇, Wō Huáng) is verifiable. Although she had already ascended in my time, legends about her are recorded in various tribes and are definitely not fabricated!"

"But even the Five Emperors couldn't determine the truth of the Heavenly Sovereign and Earthly Sovereign. However, an ancient legend, passed down among various tribes, is considered to be true."

After a pause, the Terracotta Mask changed its tone, using a more serious and solemn voice, "The Heavenly Sovereign created the past, present, and future of the world. The Earthly Sovereign divided the five elements, and thus the turbid qi condensed into the earth. The world had mountains, rivers, and creatures."

Zhang Yuanqing carefully pondered this sentence and quickly had a guess. The Earthly Sovereign divided the five elements and subdued the Wind and Thunder Gods. Could it be that the five leaders of the Five Elements Alliance are a combined Earthly Sovereign, and the Earthly Sovereign is an administrator who has integrated the five major professions into one body!

How powerful would that be? How terrifying would the Night Wanderer profession be under the sun, moon, and stars?

The end of the Night Wanderer profession is the Heavenly Sovereign?

That's not right.

If the five elements can be combined into one profession, wouldn't the five leaders fight amongst themselves?

Well, since the five can combine, it means they know this secret, so there couldn't have been accidents like the Wind and Thunder Gods.

Time was limited, so he didn't continue to think about it. He interrupted his divergent thoughts and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"No, there isn't."

"Oh."

Zhang Yuanqing turned and left. The Terracotta Mask shouted from behind, "Wait, young man! That's a lie!"

"I don't know! I don't want to hear you anymore!" Zhang Yuanqing left without hesitation. He had already wasted too much time on the second floor and couldn't stay any longer.

First of all, the second floor is the last level. The surviving peak Saints are gathered there, Yin Ji, Jiang Ju, and Xiahou Aotian are all fighting fiercely. The war is about to break out, and it has already begun. If he gets there earlier, his teammates' safety can be guaranteed.

Secondly, this 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) has artifacts. Subduing artifacts can enhance his foundation. The more he stalls, the stronger the enemies will become.

At this time, Huang Taiji and Qing Zhu had already pushed open the heavy bronze door. The endless steps appeared behind the door, and the five of them were waiting for him.

After reuniting with his teammates, the group of six passed through the bronze door and went up the steps, further and further away until they disappeared.

The bronze door slowly closed, and the exhibition hall on the second floor returned to silence. Wisps of black smoke emerged from the Terracotta Mask and condensed into a illusory old man wearing animal skin above the display case.

The illusory old man bowed down and shouted in a voice that only Night Wanderers could hear, "Thank you, Lord of Taiyin, for your pity!"

In the Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe) world, the Five Emperors' Dharma bodies sit in all directions, stabilizing the order of the Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe) world, freezing the chaotic 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) stars, and avoiding being devoured by Taiyin.

The giant black moon produced a huge suction force, but it could no longer affect the 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon).

Within the black moon, which seemed to devour even light, a pair of huge eyes opened, followed by Ling Tuo's laughter:

"Looking at the Night Wanderers of the world, few can become Lords of the Sun. If the Devil Lord doesn't die, there will be three. After the Devil Lord dies, there will be our father and son!"

"Why should I cut off the path for later generations! Father, you can calculate the world, but you can never calculate my thoughts."

The starlight rose and fell, and the Taiyi Sect Leader did not respond. Instead, the Scarlet Emperor in the south roared, "Stop talking nonsense, Ling Tuo. If you want to compete with us and stall, then stall. I'll accompany you until the end of time, or we can meet in reality. I'll f*ck your mother!"

Ling Tuo coldly snorted, "A vulgar person is not worthy of talking to me."

He laughed again, "Father, do you know which Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe) 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) the Xiaoyao Organization entered back then? What secret did they discover?"

The ethereal and grand voice of the Taiyi Sect Leader sounded, "You once told me that you saw the ultimate secret of Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe)."

Ling Tuo's voice came from within Taiyin, "We entered a small 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon). There were no missions, no dangers. It contained an item, one of the cores that maintains the operation of Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe)."

"At that time, I was too young. Seeing a corner of the iceberg, I thought I knew everything. But that thing affected me for half my life. It was the reason I was determined to walk the path of Taiyin."

The Five Emperors' Dharma bodies turned their heads to look. It was the power of Taiyin that was erupting.

The source was a distant and vague 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) space. The power of the Void profession had opened up a passage outside the 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon), and the power of Taiyin was erupting from the space passage.

Ling Tuo's voice suddenly became excited, "Found it, found it."

A figure wearing a black robe and mask came out of the 副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon), looked remotely at the giant celestial body, Taiyin, nodded slightly, and then teleported away, exiting the Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Xingzhe) world.

After the black-robed man left, Taiyin suddenly disappeared, concealing its power and aura.

The Five Alliance Leaders realized that something was wrong, but none of them could control or stop Taiyin, who was in charge of secrets. They could only watch helplessly.

The giant celestial body, the black moon, appeared at the edge of the galaxy, watching it disappear into the distance. It instantly devoured that "副本 (fùběn, instance dungeon) star."

The White Tiger Military God squatted at his feet, his voice majestic, "What exactly is it?"

Ling Tuo's laughter became even more rampant, "Just open your attribute panels and you'll know everything!"

The Five Alliance Leaders immediately opened their attribute panels. The next second, the Yan Emperor's voice roared, "The moral value is gone!"